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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 16:45:46 GMT -5
"Greetings, stranger..."
"Hello," a dark growl shakes you of the preconception you'd had that you'd been alone in the darkness. You freeze, tail bolting upright as you prepare for a fight. Pivoting, you find yourself horrifically outnumbered. Though in your present state; bruised and bloodied, a well trained kitten would have had little issue in overpowering you. "I'm sorry," in place of a fight, you elect to beg for mercy. "I didn't realise I'd gone onto your territory," in the midst of your desperate run, you'd barely noticed the scent markers of the border. You'd heard of the mysterious cats inhabiting the forests, mostly through your mother's tales of warning to stay away. But you'd had little choice, and now you prepare to face the consequences. But the cat at the head of this strange group, the look in her eyes takes you aback - pity. You squint, perhaps the blood half blinding you had you mistaken, but then her words leaves little doubt. "You're hurt," a comment you'd have expected to accompany mockery, but she sounds almost concerned. "Come with us, we can help you."
"Obey, or find somewhere else to go..."1. Be Kind; follow all rules, both forum and clan implemented. Aim to be nice to one another, there's enough going on in the world right now.2. Be Present; I'll ask that you aim to be on at least 3 days a week, though if you wish to join as an important role, I request 5. There is no problem if you need to be absent for a while, just please try to let me know.3. Be Realistic; I understand the urge to roleplay perfect characters, but it can ruin the fun for the rest of us. Aim to be at least reasonably realistic, both in creation and roleplay. 4. Be Understandable; I don't expect small essays, but please put some thought into your responses and aim to make them at least 4 lines long where possible, and make them legible in terms of grammar and spelling. Though I understand no one's perfect.
"The lands that nurture us..."ArdentClan resides in the deciduous forests that inhabit the northern side of a large mountain. A small waterfall with a river stemming from it provides our water, and the meadows in the foothills provide an ample source of herbs for our medicine cats. A small cave at the head of our land contains a pool of shockingly clear water, this is the Celestial Pond, our connection to the ancestors.
"The place we call Home..."From the impressive warriors to the mischeivous kits, ArdentClan camp provides a comfortable place for all to rest. Found in a small meadow at the heart of the forests, the dens are found within the hollows and between the roots of the enormous trees.
"The Friends you'll make along the way..."ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ , Lynxstar and Alpinelily.@nettles , Thistlehawk and Whitewillow.aether , Brindlefrost, Jackdawstrike, Sootwhisker and Sorrelspots.ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ , Clovertail, Wildflight and Frecklepaw. 𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑠𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑠 ༄ , Muddypool, Tanglefoot and Bramble.
"What do you choose?..."Character Name, A paragraph worth of description about the character, their appearance, their personality, etc. @screenname Anything else: Rank, family members, etc.
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 16:53:23 GMT -5
"Our allegiances"
Leader. Lynxstar. ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ Simply massive, he is a dark silver tabby tom with shades of paler grey swirling around his frame, a tornado of colour caught within his pelt. His eyes are the colour of burnt gold. Wise, strategic and observant, he carries the persona of a kind leader, but knows how to put his claws to good use.
Deputy. Clovertail. ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ A tom on the smaller side of things, Clovertail is a tom mostly made up of fluffy white fur, though there are bengal type brown tabby spots littered across his back and the back of his rear right leg. He wears a crown of brown tabby fur with a single white line breaking down the center of his nose while his unusually long tail starts of tabby at the base but is almost pitch black by the time you reach the tip. His eyes are dark green and always have a friendly gleam to them. Clovertail is a good-natured cat and only wants what's best for the clan, going out of his way to please others and putting himself last in all situations. Though he is a formidable warrior, fierce, relenting, and willing to do anything to protect those he cares about. In everything, his Clan and family come first, everything else is just an afterthought.
Medicine Cat. Muddypool. 𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑠𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑠 ༄ . As soon as you look at her, you instantly realize why Muddypool's name suits her. Her coat is average-length and well-kept, a shade of chocolate tabby that's splashed with paler brown patches. She could be considered a cinnamon tortoiseshell she-cat. Her eyes are almond shaped and a shade of yellowish green. Her body shape is lithe and long-limbed, her features are sharp and her head wedge-shaped. While most of her coat could be considered short, the fur around her neck and chest is like a ruffled, medium-length mane that is very soft to the touch. Her nose is mottled black and pink, as well as her paw pads, while her claws are jet black and sharpened. Muddypool is usually calm and reflective, a bit too full of thoughts for her own good. She's a persistent over-thinker, also resourceful and quite cunning. She doesn't make a single action without thinking, making her a counterpart to her brother, Tanglefoot. Muddypool isn't very social, and prefers to work on her own as opposed to others. She finds it diffcult to understand others actions and emotions, and she struggles to compromise as she's very stubborn and hardheaded. Once she gets a thought in her head, its difficult to change her mind. However, she is a very reliable friend and does stand up for whatever she thinks is right with a fierce fury, and sharp tongue.
Apprentice. Open.
Warriors. Alpinelily. ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ A smaller but muscular shecat, her coat is that of a dilute tortoiseshell, shades of oranges and creams largely disguised by a layer of greyish brown. Her eyes are a soft grey. Kind, somewhat shy but overall good natured, she is content to keep herself to herself, and don't be offended if the most you ever hear from her is a couple of sentences.
Thistlehawk. @nettles Thistlehawk is a rather large, bulky tom, with thick, fluffy pale grey fur that sticks out at odd angles. He has large, yellow eyes, crooked whiskers, and distinctive white toes. In his youth, Thistlehawk was ambitious and even a bit cruel at times, but he has mellowed out considerably as he’s gotten older, aging into a much more easy-going jokester persona. He can be a bit lazy at times, and can annoy others with his tendency to let apprentices off the hook for causing trouble, but he is still shockingly fierce in battle. He has a habit of chewing on grasses, flower stems, and feathers.
Brindlefrost. aether Brindlefrost is an averaged size she-cat with medium to long length fur that is a speckled tortoiseshell in colour. She has pale amber eyes. She has short legs and a short tail. This tortoiseshell she-cat can be harsh and snappish when things aren't running efficiently, so younger cats and apprentices might think of her as the 'grumpy senior warrior'. Alas, anyone who found themself apprenticed to this warrior would find that in reality she has a soft spot. That is why there are a few warriors that she seems closer too than others. Brindlefrost is a very talented fighter as she is a quick thinker and good at coming up with strategies. She is a complicated individual who at times is hard is read, but at the end of the day, she is a loyal warrior to Lynxstar, and a valuable member of the clan. She is a loving mother to her kits, but does not fuss.
Jackdawstrike. aether Jackdawstrike is dark as a raven, with reddish hues to the tips of his fur that appear to glow when in the sunlight. His coat is long and thick, providing adequate protection from the cold leaf-bares that the ArdentClan cats face every year. Soft spoken, Jackdawstrike may seem like a cat who is easy to manipulate and fool - instead, it is the opposite. Jackdawstrike is intelligent and focused, often times getting lost in his own deep thinking. As an apprentice he was often scolded for 'daydreaming' and he would suffer the punishments, but everything is calculated in his mind. Each word is said with reason, spoken carefully and softly from his maw, and his ears are always perked to catch the slightest sigh from his companion. Jackdawstrike has gleaming yellow eyes, round as moons, and at nighttime when his coat blends into his surroundings, their reflective light is all that can be seem on him. Given his often cold and mindless exterior, Jackdawstrike isn't exactly the 'popular' type and tends to fall under the radar of clan drama. Alas, more times than not, Jackdawstrike has analyzed the clan and is aware of who has done what, who has said what, and who is responsible for what. He is an excellent hunter, able to walk with hardly a sound, and in battle he is a tactful fighter.
Sootwhisker. aether Sootwhisker is a charming young tom, with a medium to long length coat that is raven black in colour. He has tuxedo colourings, so his front toetips, his chest, and a patch under his nose are all white whereas the rest of him is black. He has very round emerald green eyes. Sootwhisker is a long tom with lean muscles, his speed is unmatched and he is a confident climber. Sootwhisker likes to spend his time with others and as a result he builds unique relationships with others in his clans, as no matter who it is, he will spend time with them. Alas, no one is perfect, and neither is Sootwhisker. Despite his outgoing and charming demeanor, he struggles to get deep and personal - he feels as though he struggles to be himself instead of what he thinks others want him to be.
Sorrelwing. aether Sorrelspots is a small and slim she-cat with short, sleek fur. She is mostly white and has black patches on her head, side, and legs. She has dark yellow eyes, and long white whiskers. Despite her petite side, Sorrelspots is full of personality. Her determination is unmatched, but her skill is... matched. Sorrelspots is rather average in her hunting and fighting abilities, but her determination means she will not settle. She is always the first to volunteer for a patrol or a training session. She vows to one day earn her position as the clan leader. When she isn't running about hunting, patrolling. or doing clanly tasks - she is a kind, sensible she-cat who is very loyal to her clanmates.
Wildflight. ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ A large she-cat with long fur she is often complaining about and spending a lot of time grooming, Wildflight is splashed with multiple different colors of fur. The main shade of her fur is light brown, but there are splashes of darker brown, black, and ginger all mixed in. Though her paws, underbelly, chest and muzzle are all pure white, though she has a small patch of light brown over her nose. Meanwhile, her eyes of a dark amber. Wildflight is a pretty grumpy cat, with a sharp tongue and even sharper claws she much prefers to do her own thing and avoids being told what to do. Though she is not malicious or cruel, she simply doesn't see the point in being nice and sweet to everyone and can often be found with some sort of gripe or complaint about everything.
Tanglefoot. 𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑠𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑠 ༄ The first thing you notice about Tanglefoot is his large frame, bigger than the average tomcat and rippled with toned muscles. However, these muscles are mostly hidden by his thick and long fur, which is quite unkempt and tends to stick out at every possible angle. His pelt is mottled gray, one of his eyes covered by a white patch. He has several white splashes across his coat, including his front left paw and back right paw, and half his tail is pure white. His eyes are round and sparkle with enthusiasm, a light shade of leafy green. His ears are perky and tall, with a rip in his left ear. Pale, plumey whiskers frame his face and he has a pale pink nose. Tanglefoot is loud and outgoing, and always makes his presence known. Although he has a kind and friendly nature, Tanglefoot lacks high levels of intelligence. He often doesn't think before he acts, leading to him getting into trouble sometimes. His name is a reference to this, as well as his clumsiness when it comes to his large and bulky frame.
Apprentices. Frecklepaw. ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ Taking after his father in a lot of ways, Frecklepaw is an undersized tom mostly made up of pure white fur himself with a few small patches of brown across his back and winding down his tail, and a single speck of black fur next to his left eye. Though his eyes are bright amber, almost seeming golden in the sunlight. But this tom is so named for the small black freckles he has on his light pink nose. With eyes always shining for adventure, Frecklepaw has many dreams of being a great warrior someday and taking after his father. He aspires to big things and is willing to put in the work, always eager to learn new tricks, though he is quite impressionable and is known for taking bad advice to heart. But deep down, he just wants to be the best cat he can be and does try his best in everything he does.
Queens and Kittens. None as of yet.
Elders. None as of yet.
Rogues/Loners/Kittypets. Whitewillow. @nettles Whitewillow is a slender jet-black molly, with short, thin fur, short whiskers, peculiar white dapples in the shape of petals, and a white spot over her right eye. She has narrow, striking pale green eyes, and many scars, including one over her left eye that has reduced her vision, a scar over her muzzle, and shredded ears. Whitewillow was once the medicine cat of ArdentClan, a warrior called upon by StarClan to heal instead, but she felt robbed of leadership by her forced change in position and plotted to gain power by poisoning the leader and deputy, then faking a sign to appoint an obedient warrior as leader, who she could control the clan through. She was caught slipping deathberries into Lynxstar’s prey, however, and the resulting fight left her with multiple scars. After her exile from the clan, she has stalked the clans borders, taking her wrath out on loners and any clan cat foolish enough to come too close. She is known for her manipulative silver tongue, cunning, violent temper, and immense capacity for cruelty.
Bramble. 𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑠𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑠 ༄ Bright amber eyes peer back at you from a dark brown mask of fur, the ears drawn back and pointed. This tom's coat is a shade of medium golden brown, sleek and average in length. Darker brown patches of fur that match his face appear in points across his body, including each of his forelegs, tail, and in a dusted stripe down his spine. His features are rounded except for his jaw, which has a slightly square shape. His muscles are lean, and his body type is lithe and slender. Short whiskers dash from his muzzle and black nose, and you are quick to notice a spark of uncertainty in his eyes. But any uncertainty or insecurity you may have seen is quickly covered up by his sudden and loud growls and hisses. He is very, very sure that he's a very strong and capable cat of taking care of himself. He could claw you to shreds if he wanted to. But he won't. Of course, under his prickly and defensive exterior, he's very unsure of himself and quite afraid of the world around him. Although, he'd never admit it. His past experiences have made his heart hardened and created thick walls around his true thoughts and emotions. He finds it very hard to trust anyone or anything, although he secretly wishes he could.
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 16:58:16 GMT -5
"What ties us together..."
Warriors - Apprentice. Mate <3 Mate. Crush <? Crush. Father/Mother; Kit, Kit and Kit.
Tanglefoot and Muddypool are littermates. Clovertail is Frecklepaw's father. Thistlehawk mentors Frecklepaw.
"The Lives we Live..."When our survival was in Question, the stars saved us from the brink of extinction.
But the saviour they provided us, will soon turn out to be a threat in his very own right. And the Ancestors who saved us will soon need the favour returned.
A pack of wolves have been threatening the Clan for moons, picking us off one by one in the depths of the night, but they are growing braver, and it is quickly becoming apparent that we will not be able to defeat them alone. The stars respond to our prayers, leaving prophecy of a promised warrior gifted with the talents to save the clan from an brutal death. But our saviour soon grows fat on their power, and they use destruction within our warriors. Taking the Clan for their own and soon there is very little that can be done about it. Even the stars seem to be felled in the face of this new darkness.
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 16:58:36 GMT -5
Open! Now to cross my fingers that this doesn't miserably fail.
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 18:33:08 GMT -5
Lynxstar.
The peaceful silence of morning was soon broken by the sound of heavy pawfalls and something being dragged through the green grass of camp. Anyone unfortunate enough to think they might enjoy a sleep in was promptly alerted to the fact that today was not going to be their day. Anyone who peaked out during those StarClan forsaken hours would have spotted their illustrious leader carrying the carcass of a juvenile falcon, its impressive wingspan causing a ruckus as he tugged it past rocks and foliage to deposit it upon the fresh kill pile. Content that his morning efforts were done, the tom turns from the pile without choosing something for himself, and began looking for the next task in need of his attention. To put it bluntly, the massive tom had never been an especially apt tom when it came to the nuances of socialisation. The idea he might have woken somebody had barely crossed his mind. The most observant idiot would be a kind descriptor, but in his moons as leader he had proven himself a fine one. Just with an unfortunate tendency of ruining a good nights sleep, and perhaps stumbling over his words more often than he should have. Alpinelily.
From the depths of the warriors den, a young shecat was only just stirring as her senses alerted her to the fact morning had come. When she blinks open her grey eyes, she finds golden light has only just begun to peek through the tree roots of the warriors den. Alpinelily yawns, stretching out and sitting upright. She studies what remains of the contents of the warriors den, mostly sleeping warriors from that morning's dawn patrol. On careful paws, she weaves around sleeping bodies until she slips through the entrance and into the outside world. Morning carries a bitter breeze, the clan was still in the early moons of leafbare and it was already growing bitter. It wouldn't be long before the first snow, and life would become a lot more difficult in the oncoming moons. The idea makes a shiver dart unbeckoned through her body, but she tries not to think on it too long. No point worrying what is to come, that would only distract her from the here and now, and like that she would be no help to her Clan.
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Post by aether on Dec 20, 2020 19:42:18 GMT -5
[ Hi! I am going to join, just going to get my characters typed up ^-^ ]
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 19:44:12 GMT -5
Wonderful! Thanks for taking the time to have a look I really appreciate it
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2020 20:19:52 GMT -5
(Working on my characters now. Just checking: would an exiled medicine cat be okay as a character? specifically, one who tried to poison the leader and tries to corrupt the prophecy cat? if not i have other characters. :0)
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 20:22:30 GMT -5
That would be super cool! However, that plot is some distance away yet! It wouldn’t be starting immediately
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2020 20:24:27 GMT -5
(alright, ill get to work on them!)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2020 20:39:13 GMT -5
(hope these are okay!) Thistlehawk, Thistlehawk is a rather large, bulky tom, with thick, fluffy pale grey fur that sticks out at odd angles. He has large, yellow eyes, crooked whiskers, and distinctive white toes. In his youth, Thistlehawk was ambitious and even a bit cruel at times, but he has mellowed out considerably as he’s gotten older, aging into a much more easy-going jokester persona. He can be a bit lazy at times, and can annoy others with his tendency to let apprentices off the hook for causing trouble, but he is still shockingly fierce in battle. He has a habit of chewing on grasses, flower stems, and feathers. @nettles Anything else: Warrior, but getting older. Open to family, but not interested in romance. Whitewillow, Whitewillow is a slender jet-black molly, with short, thin fur, short whiskers, peculiar white dapples in the shape of petals, and a white spot over her right eye. She has narrow, striking pale green eyes, and many scars, including one over her left eye that has reduced her vision, a scar over her muzzle, and shredded ears. Whitewillow was once the medicine cat of ArdentClan, a warrior called upon by StarClan to heal instead, but she felt robbed of leadership by her forced change in position and plotted to gain power by poisoning the leader and deputy, then faking a sign to appoint an obedient warrior as leader, who she could control the clan through. She was caught slipping deathberries into Lynxstar’s prey, however, and the resulting fight left her with multiple scars. After her exile from the clan, she has stalked the clans borders, taking her wrath out on loners and any clan cat foolish enough to come too close. She is known for her manipulative silver tongue, cunning, violent temper, and immense capacity for cruelty. @nettles Anything else: Former warrior, exiled medicine cat, current rogue. Open to family. (and messy sketches because i couldnt help myself)
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 20:42:20 GMT -5
Those are some really cool names! My computer is out of charge so I shall add in the morning if that’s okay?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2020 20:52:25 GMT -5
(thats fine! glad you like them!)
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 20, 2020 20:53:10 GMT -5
I won’t be able to roleplay till morning now, apologies
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Post by aether on Dec 20, 2020 23:47:33 GMT -5
Brindlefrost is an averaged size she-cat with medium to long length fur that is a speckled tortoiseshell in colour. She has pale amber eyes. She has short legs and a short tail. This tortoiseshell she-cat can be harsh and snappish when things aren't running efficiently, so younger cats and apprentices might think of her as the 'grumpy senior warrior'. Alas, anyone who found themself apprenticed to this warrior would find that in reality she has a soft spot. That is why there are a few warriors that she seems closer too than others. Brindlefrost is a very talented fighter as she is a quick thinker and good at coming up with strategies. She is a complicated individual who at times is hard is read, but at the end of the day, she is a loyal warrior to Lynxstar, and a valuable member of the clan. She is a loving mother to her kits, but does not fuss.
Anything Else: Brindlefrost is the mother to Jackdawstrike and is a senior warrior.
Jackdawstrike Jackdawstrike is dark as a raven, with reddish hues to the tips of his fur that appear to glow when in the sunlight. His coat is long and thick, providing adequate protection from the cold leaf-bares that the ArdentClan cats face every year. Soft spoken, Jackdawstrike may seem like a cat who is easy to manipulate and fool - instead, it is the opposite. Jackdawstrike is intelligent and focused, often times getting lost in his own deep thinking. As an apprentice he was often scolded for 'daydreaming' and he would suffer the punishments, but everything is calculated in his mind. Each word is said with reason, spoken carefully and softly from his maw, and his ears are always perked to catch the slightest sigh from his companion. Jackdawstrike has gleaming yellow eyes, round as moons, and at nighttime when his coat blends into his surroundings, their reflective light is all that can be seem on him. Given his often cold and mindless exterior, Jackdawstrike isn't exactly the 'popular' type and tends to fall under the radar of clan drama. Alas, more times than not, Jackdawstrike has analyzed the clan and is aware of who has done what, who has said what, and who is responsible for what. He is an excellent hunter, able to walk with hardly a sound, and in battle he is a tactful fighter. aether Anything Else: Jackdawstrike's mother is Brindlefrost.
Sootwhisker Sootwhisker is a charming young tom, with a medium to long length coat that is raven black in colour. He has tuxedo colourings, so his front toetips, his chest, and a patch under his nose are all white whereas the rest of him is black. He has very round emerald green eyes. Sootwhisker is a long tom with lean muscles, his speed is unmatched and he is a confident climber. Sootwhisker likes to spend his time with others and as a result he builds unique relationships with others in his clans, as no matter who it is, he will spend time with them. Alas, no one is perfect, and neither is Sootwhisker. Despite his outgoing and charming demeanor, he struggles to get deep and personal - he feels as though he struggles to be himself instead of what he thinks others want him to be. aether Anything Else: Open to relations.
Sorrelwing is a small and slim she-cat with short, sleek fur. She is mostly white and has black patches on her head, side, and legs. She has dark yellow eyes, and long white whiskers. Despite her petite side, Sorrelwing is full of personality. Her determination is unmatched, but her skill is... matched. Sorrelwing is rather average in her hunting and fighting abilities, but her determination means she will not settle. She is always the first to volunteer for a patrol or a training session. She vows to one day earn her position as the clan leader. When she isn't running about hunting, patrolling. or doing clanly tasks - she is a kind, sensible she-cat who is very loyal to her clanmates. aether Anything Else: Open to relations.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2020 1:55:33 GMT -5
(ok actually this clan has finally got me sketching again so i did some messy doodles of some of yalls characters) ( aether , jackdawstrike and brindlefrost) ( ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ , lynxstar)
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Post by aether on Dec 21, 2020 3:26:41 GMT -5
[ so cute! i love brindle Cx thank you <3 ]
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2020 7:21:15 GMT -5
All added, you hadn't specified rank aether so I simply assumed warrior hope that was okay!
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2020 11:40:11 GMT -5
I added Alpinelily's response as well, if anyone is interested in roleplaying at all <3
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Post by nimble on Dec 21, 2020 13:17:44 GMT -5
(May I join? When are you going to chose deputy? Unless of course medicine cat is already taken? ) Cherrypetal, She is a small mink tortie shecat, with orange black and brown patches. She has baby blue eyes that sparkle like moon water. She has long fur and short stubby legs. A munchkin kitten. Her face fur is sleek and she has prominent cheekbones. He tail is long and ha black tabby stripes. Although small in size she is fast and a hard worker. She loves working with her others and never misses on helping someone out. She is sweet, and a bit flirty. She is understanding and would never interrupt unless needed. She is also very helpful. nimbleAnything else: Medicine cat or deputy. brother is Adderpaw Adderpaw He is a black munchkin tom with blue eyes. He has long fur and a white tail tip. His whiskers are black, save for some white eyebrow hairs. He has the same facial structure as his sister cherrypetal. He is rather cute, but adept at using that to his advantage. He is ambitious , never takes his training for granted despite his small size. He is also determined. He loves hunting and will never pass on an opportunity too. nimbleAnything else : Apprentice . Sister is Cherrypetal
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2020 13:24:58 GMT -5
You are welcome to join, and whenever someone applies for the role was my intention. Which would you prefer for Cherrypetal?
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2020 16:02:45 GMT -5
Anyone here?
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Post by aether on Dec 21, 2020 16:48:34 GMT -5
[ Hey! My timezone is opposite to yours I think so I will make a reply but it'll have to be after work - which is when you will be asleep probs ^^' so I will post but it won't be for like 7-8 hours. ]
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2020 18:30:06 GMT -5
I understand, I hope you have a wonderful day!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2020 19:36:55 GMT -5
(i barely got any sleep and dont have much writing energy today, but i did see cherrypetal possibly being the med cat and my brain went “wow, can you even imagine what kind of mentor whitewillow was?” medicine cat that tells you “if they die, they die”)
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2020 19:43:09 GMT -5
Sorry I hadn’t mentioned earlier, but your art is quite lovely!
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Post by aether on Dec 22, 2020 3:11:09 GMT -5
Brindlefrost ;; Camp ;; Lynxstar ;; ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ ;;
Brindlefrost slept in the middle of the warriors den, where the winter cold did not reach the senior warriors of the clan. It was customary for warriors to earn their position in the center of the den, and Brindlefrost had certainly earned her position - the senior warrior was a renowned mentor, mother, and fighter. Heavy pawsteps and a scraping drag awoke her from her slumber and a scowl instantly curled at her lips. Lynxstar. There was only one cat in this clan who would be so inconsiderate at this time in the morning.
Rising from the warm in her nest, Brindlefrost stepped over those who slept around her, taking care to not tread on anyone. She nosed her way out of the lichen that draped the den entrance and saw the culprit in action, just as the great silver leader dropped his kill on the pile.
"Lynxstar!" She barked, pushing her way of the den. Small scrapes of moss fell from her coat but she didn't bother to shake it. "I think you've just about woken every mouse and pigeon from here to the Celestial Pond with all your heavy-steps. I'm surprised you weren't named Loudstar." Despite her harsh, scraggly voice, she did not actually think ill of Lynxstar. Instead, they had been denmates as apprentices and as Lynxstar found himself becoming deputy, Brindlefrost found herself in the nursery. There were few others who would dare talk to Lynxstar the way Brindlefrost did.
Jackdawstrike ;; Open ;; Partner's character ;; @ ;;
It was a paw stepping on his tail, with a hint of claws, that flinched Jackdawstrike out of his troubled sleep. He made no sound, instead, his yellow gaze flicked to the tortoiseshell that stumbled out of the den. The familiar husky sound of his mothers voice sounded in his ears as she seemingly reprimanded someone outside the warriors den. He rolled off his side and sat in his nest to give his thick, ruffled fur some long, thoughtful swipes with is tongue.
His dream swirled with strange thoughts, almost as though someone was trying to tell him something, but he hadn't a notion as to what it could have been. In fact, the more he tried to remember, the less he could recall. All he could recollect was the sensation of being surrounded by water, kicking and working his muscles, but never breaking the surface.
Last time I had strange dreams Brindlefrost told me that I probably ate an old mouse... maybe that happened again. Rising to his paws, he delicately stepped over the two warriors that blocked his exit of the den and he ducked out into the morning bitter breeze. By the fresh kill pile, he heard Brindlefrost and Lynxstar. Alpinelily was a short distance away, probably having just woken. Sorrelwing - one of the newest warriors - was practicing her hunting crouch in a small patch of sun. The clan seemed so normal, not a thing out of place. It eased his mind, and he relaxed his muscles. I do tend to other think.
Sootwhisker ;; Location ;; Partner's character ;; and @ ;;
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Sorrelwing ;; Camp ;; Partner's character ;; and @ ;;
Sorrelwing had woken for the dawn patrol that morning and after returning to camp she had slept briefly. She had woken again shortly after, with the den full of of sleeping bodies, and had returned back out into the cold of morning. Frost crunched under her paws, dampening the fur around her toe tips, and a shiver coursed through her spine.
She didn't want to roam out alone this early in the morning, so she spent some time grooming her pelt. It took only a short time for more of her clanmates to emerge, and the sun began to filter through the trees surrounding the camp. Not wanting to waste time the petite she-cat found a spot in the sun to practice stalking.
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 22, 2020 6:44:28 GMT -5
Fairly busy today but I’ll come on to respond as soon as I can!
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Post by ᴀʀʙᴏʀᴇᴀʟ on Dec 22, 2020 15:43:23 GMT -5
Sorry just a packed day, every time I sit down to write I get called away with about a million other things. In the meantime I did update/add more detail to the plotline sectiony bit, so I’d love to hear what you think!
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Post by aether on Dec 22, 2020 16:37:25 GMT -5
[ All good! It has been busy times haha ^^ Also the extra details look good! Plot sounds very mysterious and cool o:
(also i decided to rename Sorrelspots to Sorrelwing if that's cool) ]
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