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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:30:12 GMT -5
welcome to
A Little Dirt Never Hurt Nobody
INTRO
"Goldensnarl! Tell us about the time that you defeated those five gators single pawed!" the small feline asked, bouncing around on their paws around a ginger and white flame point tom. The elderly tom rolled his eyes, trying to appear annoyed but failing as a smile tugged at his maw.
"Oh alright, little ones," he murmured, glancing at the two other kittens waiting behind the first, seeming much timider than their outward sibling. "But first you'll need to settle down," Goldensnarl chuckled, letting his tail sweep over the over-energetic kitten lightly. Immediately the little fluff settled, curling up tightly against the elder's side, purring softly. The siblings quickly scrambled over too, eager to share the warmth.
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A group of apprentices tussled in a mud patch right outside camp, squealing with delight. Laughter peeled through the cypress trees, as the young felines enjoyed themselves. "Look out below!" one apprentice howled before leaping off a stump and slamming into one of his den-mates, sending them sprawling into the mud.
"I just cleaned my fur!" a distressed apprentice whined, picking up a paw distastefully. The others laughed at them, rolling their eyes before splashing some muck their way, laughing at their squeals of anger.
"Last one to Twisted Cypress has to take the ticks off the elders!" another apprentice shouted, cackling like a hyena as they nearly got trampled by their friends in their hurry to get to the strange tree. Their rowdiness luckily began to move away from camp.
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"Watch your step, Darkriver, we're near the banks," a voice called from the mossy grounds, the ferns and undergrowth shifting to reveal a small patrol of cats. The black and white tom dipped his head in acknowledgment, his gaze cautious on the water. He certainly didn't want to chance running into an alligator, though their patrol was large enough to try and take on one of them.
Together, they moved towards the murky water, trying to catch any sign of aquatic life that would serve as food. Fishing had been their task after all. Hopefully, they'd get some shrimp, those were always a treat the clan enjoyed. Leaping onto a log, careful to be sure it was actually wooden, a few felines began to pull fish out of the water.
"I got a whisker fish over here!" one warrior called, throwing a large, thrashing fish onto the bank. Darkriver and another warrior, the leader of their patrol, rushed over and tried to avoid the stinging whiskers of the fish as they worked together to kill it.
"Perfect!"
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"I can't believe I got a thorn in my paw," a tom grumbled, resisting the urge to flinch away from their medicine cat's administrations. The medicine den always smelled bittersweet, almost sickeningly to the disgruntled warrior. The healer merely laughed, their kind demeanor setting their clan-mate at ease while they finished wrapping the cobweb around the wound.
"Don't put too much weight on it for the next day or so, but otherwise, you should be good as new!" they ordered, a hint of sternness to their tone. The warrior dipped their head respectfully, throwing a cheeky grin at the other feline.
"Thanks, doc!'
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The sun begins to set over the tall cypress trees, bringing out the music of the crickets and bullfrogs, causing the lightning bugs to dance. The leader lets out a content sigh, peering down at his clan mates from his perch on one of the stronger roots of a cypress tree the surrounded their camp. There was raucous laughter and story-telling, songs, and even a few snide comments as friends and families came together as one. This was home. Nothing could compare to this, the evening meal, the single most bonding time of day for the clan.
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Just another day in, Bayouclan.
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:32:21 GMT -5
About BayouClan cats are never afraid of getting dirty, at least normally. Mud covers a good portion of their territory or swampy grass - which is no drier. A prissy cat won’t last very long here under the bald cypress trees.
The clan prides itself on it’s ingenuity and bravery.
It takes a lot of courage to live here amongst the gators, bobcats, and venomous snakes. Freezing in fear in the face of danger will easily get you killed here in the bayou, so bravery is something that the clan praises and encourages.
Ingenuity comes from the unique ways the felines have taken to problem-solving. Swamp flooding bad enough to threaten the camp? No problem, we built a safe-camp up in the trees out of interwoven reeds, vines, and Spanish moss. Too hot? Roll around in the mud and as it dries, it’ll keep you nice and cool, while also good for hiding your scent from predators and prey alike. Little things like this help their quality of life.
Most cats that live within the clan have webbing between their toes, an adaptation that helps them swim more swiftly and efficiently through the bog. They’re also athletic and muscular, built for wading through thick muck day in and day out. Pure white fur is the rarest of all pelt colors, the most common being browns and reds, tabbies especially. Grays are also very common. Long fur is considered bad among the clan, seeing as it’s harder to maintain in the bayou. Their claws have naturally grown thicker, due to being up against the thicker skins of a lot of their reptile prey.
Rules ❧ Forum rules are our rules, always.
❧ Respect is a big thing here. Treat people kindly out of character or you will be removed from the role-play. We're all just here to have fun. ❧ Keep cats realistic. No hot pink coats with rainbow eyes, please. ❧ Let's keep things PG, y'all, or as child-friendly as you can get. You never know how old someone might be. ❧ Literacy isn't too big of a deal for me. As long as you write at least 3 good sentences and it's legible, that's fine with me. ❧ Everyone has a life outside of this forum, I understand that. Please try to be as active as you can, at least twice a week or maybe more for people with higher roles within the clan. Please let me know if you need to go on a break/hiatus. ❧ God-modding, spotlighting, and power-playing aren't allowed here. This is a clan where everyone is living out their own stories, each character is a main character in their own right. Don't play other people's characters unless given express permission. ❧ Most importantly, have fun! We're all here to write together, so don't feel shy about just jumping in! C:
News ❧ 1.26.21 - Official BayouClan thread is open! It's the New Moon, time for Dawnflame's kits to become apprentices! Eliza, Sky, Sweet, & Willow have joined! ❧ 1.27.21 - Owly has joined! A chat page has been created.
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:33:08 GMT -5
Territory The name of our clan kind of speaks for itself, we live in a wide portion of the bayou down in Louisiana. Mostly the area is full of bald cypress trees that are full of spanish moss, which provides much protection from the sun. The ground is usually damp and muddy, which can be hard to maneuver through if you haven’t been trained or born into it, like BayouClan cats. In some areas the mud can get so deep that a cat will wade through up to their stomachs. In other areas, there is swamp grass, which is tall enough to tickle the chins of adult cats. There are some drier areas, but those are usually reserved for battle training. Their main camp rests in the heart of the territory, in the highest, driest part of the whole bayou.
The Great Willow One of the few Weeping Willows that are strewn throughout the bayou. This very willow tree is the largest in Bayouclan territory. It stands high above the ground and sits near one of the only dry pieces of land. Its roots reach deep into the marshy ground, and its branches lean over and touch the swampy waters. Under the willow is considered a romantic spot for lovers to spend their time.
Training Grounds Random dry spots of land, amongst the swampy marshland. There are about 4 circular spots of land, that sit in a circle. Big enough for 3-4 cats if needed, but better if only 2. These grounds are used for training the apprentices in the clan. In the middle of these training grounds, is a large cypress tree, that can be used to train the apprentices in climbing.
Alligator Bay The swampy area where the alligators make their home. There is rocky terrain, near the edge of the swamp, where cats come to sit in the sun or fish. Apprentices are only allowed this way with a warrior. It's often recommended to come with a whole patrol, due to the danger of gators. One of the best areas to find water voles, shrews, frogs, lizards, and fish.
Twisted Cypress Gigantic tree not to far from the main camp. Its trunk is strangely distorted, twisted. Apprentices often hang out here, climbing and playing amongst the roots. One of its large branches hangs actually hangs over the central clearing. This is where the leader sits to call meetings for the clan. Also used for mothers to begin training their kits in climbing, before they become apprentices.
The Bog A wetlands to the east, that is a safer area for the clan to fish and hunt. This is the place where apprentices are taken when beginning their training. The grounds are wetter, not exactly muddy, so it's common for cats to come to rinse off here and spend the day fishing or hunting waterfowl. This area is where the medicine cat finds most of their herbs.
Dry Forest At the edge of The Bog, A small forest sits amongst dry land. Known for twolegs to come and camp in. This land is only used for hunting when needed and for when the medicine cat needs certain herbs. Cats must go as a group to enter the forest due to dangers and twolegs. Camps The main camp is set in the heart of the bayou, in the driest place the cats could find. It's in a higher area as well, which is another defense against flooding. There is a small grove of young willows that surround their main home. Walls of reeds and brush make up the outer perimeter and the moat they've formed along the outside keeps quite a few predators away. The small trench the clan has dug out makes it necessary for cats to swim to get in and out of camp - though it's only a few tail-lengths.
The central clearing is shaded by the willows that stand overhead, though there are a few spots of sunlight for basking. The ground is mainly flattened swamp-grass and peat, with a few stones scattered about. A long branch hangs over the right side of the camp, this is The Perch, where leader's call meetings.
A single dead tree sits near the back corner of the camp, hollowed out inside to catch rainwater. The water flows down the hollow trunk to an opening in the roots, where it pools in little scoops carved out by the felines. This gives the clan access to fresh water. The fresh-kill pile sits near by.
A fallen log has been pushed up against one wall, creating the elders den. There's plenty of soft moss and grasses inside to keep them comfortable, plus it's placed in the sunnier part of camp. Beside that, in a patch of wax myrtle shrubs, is the apprentices den.
The warriors den is made out of woven reeds and boulders, giving plenty of shelter. It's also the largest den and the easiest to build onto. The medicine cat den is beside that built into the roots of one of the willow trees, with intricate alcoves for storage and different spaces for patients. Moss grows very plentiful here.
Closest to the fresh water source, a reinforced thicket makes up the nursery. It's scooped out and made comfortable with many soft grasses, feathers, and moss. The leader's den is nearby, but a bit off on its own, made from two boulders pushed together against the wall. It's spacious enough to fit a few cats comfortably.
The second camp is used for when water levels rise too high and start to flood the main camp. This camp is formed amongst the branches of two large cypress trees. The trees are so close together, their branches intertwine together and their trunks touch. And each level of branches, the clan has woven a little den, shaped like small huts. And the Spanish moss, is used for comfortable bedding.
About halfway up the trunk of one of the trees, is a hole in the bark, woven with vines and reeds, and the inside is coated with moss, this is the elders den. In the trunk of the other tree there is another hole, and this is a place for the nursery. It is woven even tighter with vines and twigs, coated with feathers and leaves, to keep it warm for the little ones. Inside is full of moss and feathers for comfort.
Right above the two holes, is the first interlacing of branches. amongst the first intertwining of branches, is the warriors den in a large enclosure that they built. Made of twigs and vines. Secured by clay like mud. And then above them is the apprentices, in a smaller enclosure. Made of twigs and vines. Secured by clay.
Then near the top, the leader and medicine cats share a den. They have formed a hole in the bark of the branches, for the medicine cats to store their herbs. Near the warriors den, in another hole in the tree trunk, is where they keep the fresh kill.
Climate / Prey & Predators Moon Cycle New Moon || Waxing Crescent || First Quarter Moon || Waxing Gibbous Full Moon || Waning Gibbous || Last Quarter Moon || Waning Crescent
Season New-leaf || Green-leaf || Leaf-bare || Leaf-fall
Prey Fish; Bass, Carp, Sunfish, Whisker Fish(catfish), Minnows, Bluegill, Shrimp Birds; Woodpeckers, Wrens, Sandpipers, various others Rodents; Muskrats, Mice, Voles, various others Reptiles; Lizards, Snakes Other; Frogs, Toads, Crayfish
Predators Racoons Snakes Alligators Bobcats Foxes Large Birds of Prey Dogs (rare) Twolegs (rare)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:35:06 GMT -5
History Our story begins with an outcast named Domino. The tom grew up in the alleyways of New Orleans, back when carts were still pulled down narrow cobblestone streets by great big horses. His mother was a fierce feline named Henrietta, who was the head of the rogue group that ran wild in the city - catching rats and mice for the Upwalkers. Domino was a disappointment to her pretty quickly, with his freakishly tall form and huge fangs, which poked into his bottom lip. His bulk made him an awful hunter, unable to fit into the small spaces where the mice hid. The other cats used to shun him for his differences, all except his sister, Rose, who only ever saw the good in him.
Once Domino was old enough, he decided to head out on his own - unwilling to stay where he wasn’t wanted. Rose begged to come with him but the large tom had refused, claiming it was too risky since she’d just given birth to kits of her own. The rogue group he’d grown up in, his mother and other siblings included, ran him out of the city. He escaped into the bayou, where everything was different. His height and muscle were suddenly useful as they kept him alive amongst all the dangers. Domino settled in and became truly happy with his life in the swamp.
Rose and her three kittens, Kip, Minka, and Pippin, showed up in the muck, struggling with a pit viper. Domino helped his sister defeat the snake but was upset and confused as to why his sister had come. She had claimed that things weren’t going well in the city, a sickness of some-sort spreading. Domino had reluctantly allowed them to stay, teaching them the dangers of the bayou and how to survive in the mud and reeds. The four of them lived out their days in harmony pretty much, without anything too exciting taking place. It wasn’t until Rose had passed away and old Domino was on his deathbed that the strangers appeared.
These strangers were a group of cats, ten strong, that looked as though they’d been dragged through the underworld and spat back out. Kip, the appointed leader of the bayou, had allowed them to stay, there was plenty of prey to go around after all. After a moon or so, it was found out that these cats were former clan cats, who’d been chased from their territory by deforestation. They’d lost nearly their whole entire group. The siblings began to learn these strange ways and soon enough, their medicine cat began having dreams of StarClan. After finding Reflection Cave, BayouClan was born. Kip became the first leader, changing his name to Dominostar, after their uncle - who had first found and settled this area.
Traditions Unlike most clans that only worship the stars, this clan really are devout believers in the spirit of the moon. StarClan is still precious to them but the moon holds an important place in their heart as well. BayouClan follows the phases of the moon very closely and celebrates each phase of the moon in a different way. These are our traditions based on the moon.
New Moon Once a kit has reached 6 moons old, it must wait until the approach of the New Moon. On the day of the New Moon, the kits that have reached their 6 moons, will be taken out of camp and to the Bog with some warriors(that have no apprentices) as well as the leader and deputy. There the deputy and leader will watch the warriors guide each kit through some basic introduction to training and determine which kitten would fit best with which warrior. The night of the New Moon is when the kittens receive their apprentice name and the mentor they will be training with. Additionally, a new deputy may only be named during the New Moon. If a leader dies, and the deputy receives their nine lives, they must stand in as acting deputy as well as the leader, until the New Moon comes and they can name a new deputy.
Waxing Crescent Any day during the time when the sliver of the moons tips are facing the left, all apprentices(including the medicine cat apprentice) are given a single day to challenge themselves through their training. This is called The Apprentice Games. They will be set free, to hunt and track and even test their fighting skills. Mentors will be out and about to make this harder on them. Scaring prey. Sneaking up on apprentices. Even ambushing them, to see how their fighting skills are. At the end of the day, the apprentice that shows the most promise gets the first pick of the fresh-kill pile that night. As well as the option to eat with the warriors every night until the next Apprentice Games. The leader, deputy, and medicine cat watch the progress, and at the end of the day, meet with the mentors to give them tips to help their apprentices improve.
First Quarter Moon When the moon is bright on its right side, during this quarter moon, soon after the apprentices' challenge, warriors have a little competition of their own, The Trial. The warrior that brings back the most(or even biggest) prey of the evening, is given the first pick of the fresh-kill pile that night. They are allowed to join the leader for a meal and to share tongues, where they can bring up any concerns and ideas to their leader.
Waxing Gibbous When the moon shines, almost full, apprentices are named warriors. During a day of the Waxing Gibbous - chosen by the leader, the apprentices that have reached the age and have completed their necessary training will be taken on one final assessment through the territory of Bayouclan. They will be tested in each environment on their hunting, fighting, and tracking skills. That night, after passing their assessment, they will receive their warrior names, under the stars and moon. New warriors get the first pick of the fresh-kill pile before they must sit amongst the branches of the Twisted Cypress, just outside of camp, and watch over their clan. (Challenged in all areas listed- The Dry Forest, The Bog, Alligator Bay.)
Full Moon When the moon is full and at its brightest, the medicine cats and leader, must visit their ancestors. One apprentice and one warrior, are chosen every moon to accompany their leader and medicine cats. The warrior that has shown the most skill and most dedication throughout the moon, is the one chosen. The apprentice must be a new one, every single moon, as they must visit the Reflective Caves at least one time before they are allowed to become a warrior. A medicine cat apprentice can only be accepted as an apprentice and only receive their full name as a medicine cat on a full moon.
Waning Gibbous When a sliver of the full moon fades, the clan spends an entire day and night, tending to the weaker members of their clan. From the medicine cats to the queens and their kits, to the elders, as well as any sick or injured members of their clan. If a queen wants the day to stretch her legs and hunt, warriors/apprentices must spend the day preoccupying her kits. If a medicine cat wishes to go out collecting herbs all day, they may have at least two warriors and an apprentice for the day to assist them with carrying herbs. If the injured or sick, wish to go for a walk or have some company, they will receive it. This day is meant to remind the lesser of the clan, that they still matter and they are just as important to the clan, as the warriors and apprentices are.
Last Quarter Moon When only the left side of the moon is bright, the clan fasts until the evening meal. They spend this day, collecting fresh feathers, flowers, rocks(if shiny), vines, and twigs. Before the sun sets, they weave the vines around the twigs(creating a wreath.) They then decorate the wreath with their flowers and feathers. As the moon and stars appear, the clan sets the wreath, surrounded by the rocks they found, against the Waterfall tree. They spend the rest of the night, passing memories and reminders, of the cats they have lost in the past. Giving thanks for the ones they shared their lives with.
Waning Crescent When the tips of the sliver of the moon are facing the right, a day is given to the elders. All cats of the clan spend the entire day doing whatever the elders wish. Giving them their respects, swapping stories, learning skills from them, as well as sharing new ones. Elders get the first pick of the fresh-kill pile, that entire day. As the Moon and stars appear, if a warrior wishes to retire, their ceremony will happen at this time.
There is also a special tradition that happens every evening in BayouClan, since the whole group was built on family and togetherness, the whole clan celebrates that, so that they never lose sight of what's most important. One cannot survive all alone in the bayou.
Evening Meal When the sun has just begun to set, there is no more time for patrols or hunting parties. It's even seen as rude or disrespectful to the entire clan to be late or miss this meal entirely. Everyone grabs their prey and the whole clan gathers together to share tongues. There are stories swapped, jokes told, and even a few sarcastic comments thrown around. After the meal it's common for grooming to take place and songs and tussling, chasing fireflies in the fading light. This is a time of togetherness.
Joining Name - Gender - Age - Sexuality Short description, 3-4 sentences preferably.
Rank: Family: Crush/Mate: Other:
Taken Prefixes *strikethrough means a name has already been used twice and cannot be used again
A Alligator B Bog Bright C
Copper Crane Crescent Crow D Dark Dawn Deer E Echo Egret F Feather Fire G Gale Gator Golden Grove H Hoot I Prefix J Jay K Prefix L Lily Little M Maple Marten Minnow Moon N Prefix O Prefix P Puddle Q Quail R Rose S Sassafras Shell Sky Slate Slough
Spotted Stone Storm Stream T Twilight U Prefix V Prefix W White Willow X Prefix Y Prefix Z Prefix
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:36:12 GMT -5
Allegiances Leader Puddlestar - she-cat - 64 moons - staight A light gray she-cat with a large scar across her chest. She has deep blue eyes. She is a kind and loving leader, maybe a bit on the more gentle side than some would prefer. Deeply maternal and views the whole clan as her kits. Puddlestar is a protector of the weak but can be taken advantage of with her giving nature. Her mate is Whitetalon and their kits are Jaymask, Stormcall, Littlefeather, Bogwing, Copperhaze(adopted), Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.
Deputy Alligatorsnap - tom - 41 moons - straight A muscular chocolate brown tabby with black rings on his tail and amber eyes. He has a white underbelly, paws, and muzzle. Alligatorsnap is a take-charge, confident tom. He's bold and unafraid to speak his mind and take control of any situation, which makes him a good leader. His lack of patience and tact can make him come off a bit rude or even cold at times.
Medicine Cat Twilightsong - molly - 25 moons - lesbian A little black she-cat with orange specks throughout her coat with spots of orange on her muzzle and chest. Has deep orange eyes. She has a gentle soul, never known to anger. Can control her emotions, pushing aside her own to appear strong for her clan. Though the one emotion she lacks hiding, is her nervousness. She often worries of doing things wrong, though she is often right.
Med. Cat Apprentice Rosepaw - she-cat - 13 moons - bisexual Rosepaw is a small she-cat with a light brown pelt and green eyes. She is not very strong and would rather memorize herbs and help other cats. She is the only younger sister of Deerpaw and Slatepaw. Their mother is Spottedsea and their father had passed away before they were born.
Warriors Whitetalon - tom - 69 moons - bisexual A thick furred dark gray tomcat with black tabby stripes and a white stomach, chest, and paws. He has a single white patch over his right eye and extremely long claws. His eyes are a bright green. This large tom is nothing but a big teddy bear. He loves his family more than anything in the world. A big-hearted fool. Though he is a gentle tom, Whitetalon can be a dangerous competitor. He isn't afraid to stick up for anyone when he feels they aren't in the wrong. His mate is Puddlestar and his children are Littlefeather, Jaymask, Stormcall, Bogwing, Copperhaze(adopted), Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.
Sassafrasfur - she-cat - 53 moons - heterosexual A pretty brown-and-ginger tabby she-cat with amber eyes. Sassafrasfur is flamboyant, sweet talking, and playful, but also irresponsible and self-victimizing. While she usually knows how to crack even the toughest of nuts, and is capable of moderating herself, she isn't a particularly good role-model, as she tends to avoid intimate relationships, and deflects any hurt feelings she might have caused by her insinuations.
Hayberry - tom - 49 moons - straight Hayberry is a brown tom with black paws and a black tail tip, he has greyish blue colored eyes that are sharp. He had never found a battle that he could come out victorious in unless it was against the clan leader. He never knew his family.
Lilysplash - she-cat - 41 moons - bisexual A tortoiseshell-and-brown she-cat with amber eyes. Lilysplash is a warm, friendly she-cat who cares about her clanmates to a fault. Although she is normally polite and soft-spoken, she is by no means a pushover, and will speak her mind when she deems it necessary.
Gatortail - tom - 40 moons - pansexual A dark brown tabby tom with with blue-green eyes, broad shoulders, and a white tail. Gatortail is kindly and hard-working, but also somewhat vain and stubborn. He is undeniably caring, but he has a difficult time admitting to his faults, and can be somewhat headstrong when he wants to be, but especially when cornered. He doesn't feel that he is above comprise or personal accountability, however, and will usually relent in the face of a good argument.
Minnowface - she-cat - 40 moons - straight A lithe black appaloosa she-cat with yellow eyes. Left ear is completely shredded to her head. Minnowface is known for her sharp tongue and protective manor over those she is closest to. She is loyal first to family and loved ones and next to her clan. Has no patience for younger cats of the clan. Sister to Quailflight.
Quailflight - tom - 40 moons - straight Mottled brown-and-white tabby tom with amber eyes. His face is badly scarred from a former incident. Quailflight is a genial goofball with a heart of gold. He never has a bad thing to say about any cat, and is even able to forgive those who have wronged him. He's incredibly loyal and would gladly jump into battle for the cats he cares about. As a young warrior, Quailflight was deeply in love with a she-cat who had agreed to be his mate. One day, while the two were hunting, they encountered a fox who quickly cornered her. Quailflight got between them to save her life, but the vicious struggle that resulted left him with deep slashes all over his face from the fox's jaws. Quailflight recovered, but his disfigured face disgusted the she-cat, who rejected him. Since then, the tom has become skeptical of love and avoids courtship almost entirely, out of the fear of raising his hopes only for his appearance to leave him alone once more. Brother to Minnowface.
Egretcry - tom - 39 moons - straight A large broad-shouldered pure-white tom with green eyes. Egretcry is a calm and reasonable warrior who knows how to keep a level head in stressful situations. Though he is taciturn, the large tom exudes a quiet authority backed by moons of experience as a warrior. He's generally a diplomat and tries to resolve situations peacefully, but is a skilled fighter when he needs to be.
Spottedlily - she-cat - 38 moons - lesbian Long-furred calico and white she-cat with a bobbed tail and green eyes. She is on the sensitive side, someone who takes things a little too personally. Deeply feeling and gentle, some almost consider her too soft for the warrior life, especially here in the bayou. Her sister is Maplefall.
Maplefall - she-cat - 38 moons - straight A calico and white she-cat with green eyes. Has a permanent scar on her shoulder, where a bobcat got a hold of her as a new warrior. Unlike her sister, Maplefall is on the tougher side. She is super protective of Spottedlily and would do anything to keep her safe. Maplefall is more of a hunter, than a fighter. Always known for her speed and not her strength. Sister is Spottedlily.
Stonestalker - tom - 38 moons - straight Long-furred burly dark grey tom with fawn specks and deep green eyes. Has scars of claw marks running through the right side of his face. Stonestalker is best known for his fighting skills. He excels in building things for the clan. One of the ones that help builds and reinforces their dens and camps. Stonestalker loves his clan with everything in him, would give his life for any of his clanmates. One of the quietest cats in the clan, often just listens and watches over his clanmates.
Ferndawn - she cat - 36 moons - straight Ferndawn is a large she-cat who has a dark brown almost black pelt with blue eyes that have specks of green in them. She has a slight limp but she does not let that get in the way of her fighting. She always says that her limp makes it seem like she is the weak link and would rather keep her limp and be able to fight then sit in the camp not doing anything.
Fireshade - she-cat - 35 moons - heterosexual A lean dark red tabby she-cat with yellow eyes. Fireshade is fearful, strict, controlling, and idealistic. She developed a dominating personality in response to her anxiety, which leads her to be controlling, and somewhat unpredictable when she looses that control. She also seems to comfort herself with her many unrealistic expectations, which upset her greatly when they prove to be lackluster in reality. She is, like Hootswipe, not close to her mother, nor was she close to her father.
Hootswipe - tom - 35 moons - bisexual A light ginger tabby tom with green eyes and white toes. Hootswipe is lazy, aloof, and sly. He is known to indirectly antagonize his peers in the pursuit of a good laugh, either by feeding them false information, or by teasing them. Deep down, he does this not because he is sadistic, but more-so because he is miserable, and feels as if there is nothing better to do. He is, like Fireshade, not close to his mother, nor was he close to his father.
Darkriver - tom - 34 moons - bisexual Tall, muscular black and white tom with icy blue eyes. Darkriver is a clever tom with a mysterious air about him. He's unafraid to joke and make sarcastic comments, which can rub others the wrong way. Rarely does he take situations seriously. He is a loyal one who's always looking out for others, even before himself.
Crowlight - she-cat - 34 moons - lesbian A bulky, short-furred black cat with bright amber eyes and a small patch of white on her chest. She's a blunt and short-tempered cat with a whole ocean of pride. She doesn't like being told what to do or have her abilities questioned, and Crowlight puts in the effort to grow stronger and sharper with each passing day. Of course, Crowlight is a softy at heart, and will often show this with gifts or acts of kindness, even if her words or face remain determinedly grumpy.
Jaymask - tom - 33 moons - ?? Handsome dark gray tabby tom with a white mask and blue eyes. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Litter-mates are Littlefeather and Stormcall. Younger siblings are Bogwing, Copperhaze(adopted), Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.
Littlefeather - she-cat - 33 moons - bisexual A white she-cat with light gray speckles and green eyes. Littlefeather is best known for her sweetness and her gentle ways. She often has a sparkle to her green eyes and a purr to her silky voice. She is very loyal to her clan and finds everyone unique in their own way. Usually the first to defend another cat. Very rarely gets mad, but when she does, you better watch out. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Litter-mates are Jaymask and Stormcall. Younger siblings are Bogwing, Copperhaze(adopted), Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.
Stormcall - tom - 33 moons - asexual A thick furred gray tom with dark tabby stripes and blue eyes. He has always been a serious tom who hides behind an aloof mask. His icy façade keeps others at a distance, which is exactly what he prefers. The tom is intelligent and good with critical thinking but tends to be a bit harsh. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Litter-mates are Jaymask and Littlefeather. Younger siblings are Bogwing, Copperhaze(adopted), Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.
Shellstrike - tom - 33 moons - straight A snow-white tom with black ears and a spatter of black flecks on his flank. He has broad shoulders and powerful forepaws. Shellstrike is a confident and flirtatious tom who's a bit of a show off. He lives to entertain, and sees everything from a hunt to a battle as a chance for a performance. It's easy to mistake him for a self-centered airhead, but Shellstrike is quite prudent and skeptical of what is placed before him. He has the uncanny ability to see through cats for what they really are; even if he usually keeps his opinions to himself. After all, it isn't the ringmaster's position to comment on the motives of his audience.
Skyripple - she-cat - 32 moons - straight Sleek silver and black striped she-cat with blue eyes. Skyripple is a kind and motherly young warrior. She is empathetic and perceptive, and often feels other cats' distress as her own. Although this can often give her the perception of being fragile, she's sharp and witty, and can fight as fiercely as any warrior.
Copperhaze - tom - 27 moons - straight Lanky dark russet somali tom with yellow eyes. He's charismatic and a formidable actor. He has quite the silver-tongue. Loves being the center of attention and manipulating others. Ambitious to the core, will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Adoptive parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Older siblings are Jaymask, Littlefeather, and Stormcall. "Litter-mate" is Bogwing. Younger siblings are Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.
Bogwing - tom - 25 moons - ?? Athletic light gray tabby tom with white paws and chest, green eyes. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Older siblings are Jaymask, Littlefeather, and Stormcall. "Litter-mate" is Copperhaze(adopted). Younger siblings are Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw. (open for claim)
Spottedsea- she-cat - 25 moons - straight Spottedsea is a light brown she-cat with green eyes. She is a slim cat who has a scar on her left side due to a fight with a rogue when she was a apprentice. She is very sweet but can become a angry momma cat if you mess with her kits. Mother of Rosepaw, Slatepaw, and Deerpaw. Mate passed away due to a illness before the kits were born.
Echoflame - molly - 25 - pansexual Echoflame is a grey tabby she cat with a white underbelly and white paws. She has pale blue eyes and a scar on her left ear and long legs. She is a naturally curious she cat that still asks questions often. She really wants to get an apprentice just to prove that she can be a good mentor and be useful to the rest of her clan.
Apprentices Deerpaw - tom - 13 moons - straight Deerpaw is a light brown tom with gray paws and greenish blue eyes. He is larger then both Slatepaw and Rosepaw. He would rather learn how to fight to protect his clan mates. Older brother to Rosepaw and Slatepaw. Mother is Spottedsea, father passed away before they were born.
Slatepaw - tom - 13 moons - straight Slatepaw is a gray tom who took after his father more so then Spottedsea. He has blue eyes and his personality is completly different from his sister and brother. He doesn't talk to many people but he is very ambitious and quick to anger. Middle brother to Rosepaw and Deerpaw, mother is Spottedsea, father passed away before they were born.
Martenpaw - tom - 12 moons - straight A dark solid brown tabby tom with a white muzzle and underbelly, and blue eyes. Martenpaw is an impulsive and rather hot-headed young tom who prefers quick action to a detailed plan. This often leads to him making reckless decisions, especially in the heat of the moment. However, he can be surprisingly soft when it comes to family, and is the type to do anything for the cats he cares about.
Streampaw - molly - 11 moons - bisexual Bluish-gray dappled she-cat with a black-striped tail and black paws, and green eyes. This young she-cat is cool and reserved, and doesn't trust any cat very easily. She certainly isn't mean, but she doesn't lower her barriers for just any cat to cross her path. She's surprisingly intuitive and insightful, but her delivery can often come across as blunt and uncompromising. Behind the veil is an awkward and skittish cat who's more than a little lonely and wants some friends, but doesn't know how to deal with other cats' personalities.
Cranepaw - she-cat - 9 moons - questioning, on ace spectrum A long furred pure white she-cat with green eyes. She is a rowdy furball who likes to dream big and laugh loud. Raucous and unashamed, she will poke her head into other cats' businesses or drag other cats into playfights and adventures. Cranepaw is a little desperate for attention, feeling as though she needs to fight for it or prove herself worthy of it. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Her older siblings are Jaymask, Stormcall, Littlefeather, Bogwing, and Copperhaze(adopted). Litter-mates are Willowpaw and Grovepaw.
Willowpaw - she-cat - 9 moons - bisexual A dappled silver and bluish-gray she-cat with green eyes. Unlike her brother, Willowpaw is a very calm and collected molly. She is quite the fierce little thing though. Working hard and practicing her skills often. She is determined to be a warrior that everyone can respect and be proud of. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Her older siblings are Jaymask, Stormcall, Littlefeather, Bogwing, and Copperhaze(adopted). Litter-mates are Cranepaw and Grovepaw.
Grovepaw - tom - 9 moons - questioning A silver and black spotted tabby tom with blue eyes. He's a bit hot-headed and desperate to prove himself. He's always wanting to be strong and brave for others and hates showing weakness. His pride often gets in the way. He is fiercely protective of his siblings. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. His older siblings are Jaymask, Stormcall, Littlefeather, Bogwing, and Copperhaze(adopted). Litter-mates are Cranepaw and Willowpaw.
Queens Dawnflame - she-cat - 35 moons - demisexual Tiny, lithe brown tabby feline with a paler underbelly and chest. Her muzzle and tail-tip are pure white. She has vivid green eyes. She has a violently twisted hind leg that makes maneuvering difficult, which made her a permanent queen. Dawnflame is proud and fiery, unwilling to back down. Though she is still recovering, she dreams of resuming her warrior duties. Adopted kits are Galekit, Moonkit, Sloughkit, and Brightkit.
Crescentrain - gender-fluid - 20 moons - pansexual A light grey tabby cat with misty blue-green eyes. Their tail is a stub, having been bitten off a long time ago, and they have a scar right above their left eye. Crescentrain is a bit absent-minded, a bit of a daydreamer, a little bit of a fool. They tell wild tales of cats with wings and giant serpents in the water. They decorate their nest with feathers and pretty stones. Their little sister is dead, and they cope the best they can. Their mate is an outsider, a bitter whirlwind of a romance, a secret they keep to themself. They are desperate for love.
Kits Galekit - molly - 6 moons - straight Sleek dark-gray she-kit with a fluffy white muzzle and underbelly, a white tail-tip, and stormy blue eyes. A natural leader with a fierce admiration for the Clan's warriors, Galekit has gone on about wanting to be leader from the moment she knew what the position was. She's a bit bossy and can get huffy when things don't go her way, and can be haughty at times, but she serves as a voice of reason for her littermates, and even if she can't stop their mischief, she'll go along anyway to keep them out of trouble; even if she'll probably deny her participation later. She's very loyal to the cats she cares about and is a remarkably hard worker, who takes great pride in her ethic and honor, even if she still has a kit-like vision of how a true warrior should act. Adopted mother is Dawnflame. Siblings are Moonkit, Sloughkit, and Brightkit.
Moonkit - tom - 6 moons - straight Large black tom with a pure white face and paws. His tail has rings of white along it. He has long, puffy fur. He has one ice-blue eye and one flaming orange eye. His ears are white with black tufts on the ends. He is a sassy little kit. Not afraid to speak his mind. He is super protective of his siblings. Often causing trouble and convincing his siblings to join in his shenanigan's with him. Even with his sharp-tongue, he is a friendly tom for the most part. Adoptive mother is Dawnflame. Siblings are Galekit, Sloughkit, and Brightkit.
Sloughkit - molly - 6 moons - unknown A light cream and white she-cat with pitch black tabby stripes. Each of her paws have black socks, which match the black spot on her chin. She has a distinctive white half of her face. Light blue eyes. Sloughkit is a bundle of energy and hope. The molly is always trying to look on the bright side and keep her spirits high, which makes her helplessly naïve. She's always one for an adventure and is a playful goofball. Her adoptive mother is Dawnflame. Her siblings are Galekit, Moonkit, and Brightkit.
Brightkit - tom - 6 moons - tbd but most likely bi Brightkit is the smallest out of his siblings, the runt and very prone to illness and injury, but honestly? Half of it is his fault because he is not a careful cat. He has fluffy cream and white fur and pale green eyes. He absolutely adores his littermates but unfortunately he seems to be a bit of a ringleader when it comes to trouble. His largest goal was to get out of the Bayouclans camp before he became an apprentice just for the adventure of it. Adopted mother is Dawnflame. Siblings are Galekit, Moonkit, and Sloughkit.
Elders Goldensnarl - tom - 100 moons - bisexual A cream colored tom with mackerel stripes and blue eyes. Face has grown completely white. His blue eyes have faded, to almost a gray. Has lost almost all his vision and hearing. His face and body, bares many scars and marks of his seasons with his clan. Goldensnarl is one of the funniest and light-hearted cats of Bayouclan. Always full of the greatest stories, even if they are exaggerated by a lot. Even at his grumpiest times, Goldensnarl is full of love for his clanmates, always trying to keep their spirits up. Has a love for the youngest cats of the clan. The apprentices and kits.
Featherdusk - tom - 98 moons - gay A golden-brown tabby tom with dark green eyes. He has deep claw marks on his left cheek and a prominent limp in his hind leg. Though often struck by fatigue, he loves a good hearty laugh and a good hearty meal. For him, the best time of the day is nap time in his favorite sun spot, as he's let go of his fears and cares for the world save for this present moment. Of course, this sometimes means he doesn't consider future consequences or recall stories from the past, which holds a lot of pain for him. He's sassy and wry, and likes to tease.
Outsiders Leopard - she-cat - 28 moons - straight Long-furred seal point she-cat with blue eyes. Definitely not soft at heart, this molly's bite is much worse than her bite. She is malicious and blood-thirsty. Won't hesitate to rip a cats throat out, just to get the feeling of blood between her toes. Smart and patient. Always watches, and designs the best plans, before making her kill.
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Woodshadow - tom - 61 moons - heterosexual A tall, dark brown tom with amber eyes. Woodshadow is taciturn, distant, and critical, but also very diligent and knowledgeable. While he was a skilled warrior in his lifetime, he struggled to connect with others due to his social anxiety, which he hid behind an aloof and ill-tempered disposition. He is the father of Fireshade and Hootswipe. Died from a lung infection.
Frosthound - tom - 82 moons - straight A large square-faced tom with a wide muzzle and torn ears. He had thin white fur that was littered with scars. He had gotten his suffix from fighting off a dog with a group of warriors. Frosthound is proud, stern, and take-charge. He was the type of warrior who charged first into battles and asked questions later. He had a fierce way about him, most definitely a warrior. Father of Whitetalon. Died from a fox attack.
Quietsmoke - molly - 90 moons - straight Her name suited her well. The feline had a coat the color of fresh smoke with striking black tabby markings rippling throughout her thick pelt. Her green eyes seemed to glow. Quietsmoke is a maternal, intelligent, quiet soul. She didn't talk much but when she did, the clan knew to listen because it was always meaningful. Often, she seemed to have a calming effect on those around her. Died from heat-stroke.
Rainbelly - tom - 53 moons - bisexual Quite the handsome tom, with soft blue-gray fur and a pure white stomach. He had deep blue eyes and an angular face, that showed off his sleek whiskers and tall ears. Rainbelly is an easy-going sort, always ready to share a laugh or bring out the charm. He never did learn to take life seriously, which is probably what ended up killing him. Father of Webpaw, Cricketsong, Viperstrike, Cranefur, Murkywind, and Puddlestar. Died from infection.
Mosspelt - molly - 76 moons - straight Ever serious Mosspelt - a true wonder how she fell in love with Rainbelly. Her coat was a pale dove gray with hints of ash around her spine and tail. She was a dedicated warrior but an aloof mother. She didn't quite know how to connect with the youth properly, even her own. This caused a rift between her and her young. Mosspelt was a harsh critic and tended to be judgmental at the worst of times. Mother to Webpaw, Cricketsong, Viperstrike, Cranefur, Murkywind, and Puddlestar. Died from green-cough.
Dark Forest Jaguarestep - tom - 27 moons - straight Jaguarestep is a large tom who has a gray pelt and dark green eyes. He has a scar over his right eye and always had a scowl on his face unless he was talking to Spottedsea then he was sweet. Father to Rosepaw, Slatepaw, Deerpaw. Former mate of Spottedsea. Died due to illness.
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:37:28 GMT -5
Relationships Key: Male, Female, Non-binary //Name// means a claimable cat, *means open to relationships, Name means deceased cat, | means different litter, italic means adopted
? + ? = Goldensnarl & Featherdusk
Frosthound + Quietsmoke = Whitetalon*
Rainbelly + Mosspelt = Webpaw, Cricketsong, Viperstrike & Cranefur | Murkywind & Puddlestar ? + ? = Sassafrasfur ? + ? = Hayberry
Darktalon + Swiftleaf = Alligatorsnap* & Lilysplash* ? + ? = Gatortail* ? + ? = Minnowface* & Quialflight* ? + ? = Egretcry* ? + Brightsplash = Spottedlily & Maplefall ? + ? = Stonestalker* ? + ? = Ferndawn
Woodshadow + Sassafrasfur = Fireshade & Hootswipe
Dimlight + Mothstep = Dawnflame* ? + ? = Darkriver & Crowlight Puddlestar + Whitetalon = //Jaymask//, Stormcall & Littlefeather | Specklekit, //Bogwing// & Copperhaze | Cranepaw, Willowpaw & Grovepaw ? + ? = Shellstrike* ? + ? = Skyripple* ? + ? = Spottedsea ? + ? = Echoflame* ? + ? = Twilightsong* ? + ? = Crescentrain*
Jaguarstep + Spottedsea = Deerpaw, Slatepaw, & Rosepaw ? + ? = Streampaw* Dawnflame = Galekit, Moonkit, Sloughkit & Brightkit
Twilightsong mentors RosepawSkyripple mentors DeerpawWhitetalon mentors Slatepaw Alligatorsnap mentors StreampawGatortail mentors CranepawFireshade mentors WillowpawEgretcry mentors GrovepawCrowlight has a crush on Spottedlily. Alligatorsnap and Skyripple like each other. Shellstrike has a crush on Spottedsea.
Members little blu ♥ - admin - Puddlestar, Alligatorsnap, Spottedlily, Dawnflame, Copperhaze, Darkriver, Grovepaw, Sloughkit ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ - mod - Twilightsong, Whitetalon, Minnowface, Maplefall, Stonestalker, Littlefeather, Willowpaw, Moonkit, Goldensnarl, Leopard
~Skyblaze~ - member - Lilysplash, Quailflight, Egretcry, Shellstrike, Skyripple, Martenpaw, Streampaw, Galekit elizahamilton - new member - Spottedsea, Ferndawn, Hayberry, Deerpaw, Slatepaw, Rosepaw sweetclover1 - new member - Echoflame, Jaymask(?), Brightkit willowflower - new member - Crowlight, Cranepaw, Crescentrain, Featherdusk ᴏᴡʟ - new member - Sassafrasfur, Gatortail, Fireshade, Hootswipe Plots Gators. Secrets. Betrayal. Oh, my!
Puddlestar has been leader of Bayouclan for many moons. Though she is a compassionate, respected leader some view her as being too soft. One day, while out for a walk with her adopted son, Copperhaze, she is attacked and killed by alligators. The distraught son claims to have tried to save the she-cat who took him in and nurtured him, but a few members of the clan aren't entirely convinced. The gray she-cat was a deeply loved leader despite her faults and the death hits the clan hard. Will the clan be able to find out what really happened to Puddlestar that day? Or will the death toll just grow ever higher? Cats Involved: everyone Major Players: Puddlestar, Copperhaze, Alligatorsnap, Darkriver, Littlefeather, etc.
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:38:27 GMT -5
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:38:56 GMT -5
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:39:57 GMT -5
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:42:21 GMT -5
(MY SAVE)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:43:32 GMT -5
( aand here are my starters!! c: ) puddlestar molly ; leader ; heterosexual
A smile touched the molly's muzzle as she padded out of her den, giving herself a shake as the humidity descended down upon her. Her light grey coat had been groomed quickly and efficiently but not obsessively. She didn't spend much time on her appearance - with the mud that covered a good deal of their territory it wasn't wise. The shadows that covered the camp gave little clue to what time of day it was, though the scattered sunbeams were slowly dappling across the peat. While the willows danced overhead, she padded towards the Perch, eager to get a better view of camp.
The slender feline paused to ready her pounce before leaping up onto the low-hanging branch. Her claws scrapped into the bark, which was almost worn smooth by the paws of her ancestors. Puddlestar purred softly, settling down in the widest spot, where she called meetings. The deep blue of her gaze slid across the scattered dens and the few clan mates that had already begun to wake. Loud bird calls and rustles in the brush sounded all around them, the bayou was never truly quiet. Even at night the owls and bullfrogs sang their midnight melody.
While she did need to call a meeting, it was still a bit early yet. She'd let the clan wake up a bit first. Her mother's heart kept her from rousing her warriors - knowing how hard they worked for their clan. Curling her tail around her paws, the tip twitching contentedly, Puddlestar waited with a learned patience, her mind drifting to her own warrior days. While she wasn't quite as old as Goldensnarl, she was certainly getting up there in moons. Her parents and siblings had all passed away by now. Luckily she had a whole gaggle of children and her clan-mates to keep her heart occupied. ❖ [ tag ] ❖ [ the camp ] ❖
alligatorsnap tom ; deputy ; bisexual
Sleep had been coming less and less frequently for Alligatorsnap. His amber eyes were tinged with exhaustion as he padded into camp, a carp hanging from his jaws. Going out on your own was usually frowned upon, since the bayou was a fairly dangerous place, but the deputy had been restless. So he'd gone fishing, eager for the cold water to help wake him up. The deputy marched straight to the fresh-kill pile, placing the fish down amongst the other morsels. Finally, the tom seemed to take in his surroundings, his tail lifting in greeting at the sight of Puddlestar on the Perch and Darkriver and Stormcall seated close by. It was the day of the New Moon, which meant today was the big day for Dawnflame's adopted kits. An apprentice ceremony was always an exciting event. With a nod to the warriors, the brown tabby padded up to sit beneath his leader, where he usually sat. "Morning," he mewed, throwing a smile up at the older feline. Puddlestar was more than just his superior, she had been his mentor when he'd been an apprentice. He respected her a great deal, even if their personalities tended to clash at times. She always called him rash. Alligatorsnap smiled at the thought. He freely admitted that he deserved the title. ❖ [ tag ] ❖ [ the camp ] ❖
spottedlily molly ; warrior ; lesbian
Spottedlily couldn't resist peeking over at her sister's nest, which rested right next to her own. The calico she-cat relaxed when she found the familiar sight of her sister's coat. She sat up in her nest and shuffled closer, leaning over to pick a piece of moss from Maplefall's pelt carefully. The last thing she wanted was to wake her sister, who always worked so hard. With soft, quiet steps, the molly exited the warrior's den, peering around in the gloom of the camp. A few of her clan-mates were up but Spottedlily was more than hesitant to strike up a conversation. She worried about bothering someone this early in the morning, even as Darkriver's laughter broke out across the clearing. ❖ [ tag ] ❖ [ the camp ] ❖
dawnflame molly ; queen ; demisexual
Today was the day, undoubtedly. Dawnflame was settled in the entrance of the nursery and cast a look back at her full-grown adopted kittens. Though she'd never wanted to become a queen, when she was at her lowest with her injury, Bogwing and Stonestalker had found those little fluffballs trapped in the swamps. How could she have left them without any guidance when she was off her warrior duties? She'd grown fond of them even, dare the fiery miss even admit that she loved the kittens?
And now they would become apprentices today. Her twisted foot pulsed with absolute pain, still not healed after all these moons. Still, Dawnflame didn't lose hope that today might also be the day that she could shed her queen title. Nothing would make her happier than patrolling again, or hunting with her clan-mates. A fierce longing settled in her chest as she let out a soft sigh. It was almost time to wake the little ones. One thing was for sure, she wouldn't miss their nest-hogging or snores. A grudgingly fond smile touched her muzzle.
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darkriver & stormcall toms ; warriors ; bisexual / asexual
"I don't think I'd make a very good mentor," a hushed voice admitted, the tone stoic but the cat himself twitched with anxiety. His grey stripped pelt was ruffled, an unusual occurrence for the much-too-serious Stormcall. His pelt was almost always groomed to perfection, never a whisker or tuft out of place. The thin black and white patched tom who reclined beside him looked on in amusement, his whiskers quivering. "Has this kept you up all night, Stormcall?" Darkriver asked, unable to hide a chuckle. Actually, he wasn't trying that hard to be sneaky about his entertainment. Why should he? The Ice King losing his cool was a rare event. He lifted a black paw to wash at his whiskers, ignoring the frigid look the other tom sent his way. Their friendship had always been a bit of a mystery to the clan. Stormcall looked as though he wanted to make his innards his out-ards half the time and Darkriver just seemed to relish in the chaos. "So what if it has? At least I have meaningful thoughts - unlike someone I could name," the stormy tom - for which he'd been named - replied his tone biting. Darkriver merely broke into full-blown laughter, his head thrown back in delight at his friend's dumb response. The skin beneath Stormcall's pelt began to feel uncomfortably warm and his tail lashed once in irritation. These days it seemed only the patched feline could bring out any emotion aside from aloof politeness out of the tom. "Gator-heart."❖ [ tag ] ❖ [ the camp ] ❖
copperhaze tom ; warrior ; heterosexual
Morning had come once more, which meant it was inevitably time to wake and get on with the day. Copperhaze was much more of a night owl and loathed being woken up by the stirring of his clan mates. Their noise was almost appalling as they tried to be "quiet". Right. A single yellow eye slid open slowly, peering around the warrior's den blearily, not really seeing anything. A grunt left him as he stretched out his front paws till his legs trembled, forcing back a yawn. The tom slowly sat up, taking his time and arching his back, enjoying the satisfying pop that sounded somewhere along his spine. Another morning, another day spent beneath his mother's weak guidance. Soon. Soon that would all end. ❖ [ tag ] ❖ [ the camp ] ❖
grovepaw tom ; apprentice ; questioning
Curled up in his nest, fast asleep, Grovepaw was a bit worn out. His tail covered his light pink nose, his flanks rising so faintly it was hard to even tell he was breathing at all. Training was difficult on every cat but as an older apprentice, the tom tended to push himself harder than he used to. His assessment may still be a few moons away and there was still much to learn, but he had to keep his skills sharp. Otherwise he might never prove himself. So he'd stayed up a bit late last night, working on his hunting techniques, but now he was certainly paying for it. Grovepaw normally didn't sleep in but he was very soundly asleep this morning.
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sloughkit molly ; kit ; unknown
Whee-hee-hee-hee, whee-hee-hee-hee, a-we-um Mbube. A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh. In the bayou, the muddy bayou, the Sloughkit sleeps todaaaaay. In the bayou, the sweltering bayou the Sloughkit sleeps todaaaay.
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Post by elizahamilton on Jan 26, 2021 21:55:23 GMT -5
Ill join C:
Rosepaw- She-cat- 13 moons- Bisexual Rosepaw is a small she-cat with a light brown pelt and green eyes. She is not very strong and would rather memerize herbs and help other cats. She is the only younger sister of Deerpaw and Slatepaw. Their mother is Spottedsea and their father had passed away before they were born. Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice Family: Younger sister to Deerpaw and Slatepaw. Mother is Spotted Sea, father passed away before they were born. Crush/Mate: N/A Other:
Deerpaw - Tom - 13 moons - straight Deerpaw is a light brown tom with gray paws and greenish blue eyes. He is larger then both Slatepaw and Rosepaw. He would rather learn how to fight to protect his clan mates. Rank: Apprentice Family: Older brother to Rosepaw and Slatepaw. Mother is Spotted Sea, father Passed away before they were born. Crush/Mate: N/A Other:
Slatepaw - Tom - 13 moons - straight
Slatepaw is a gray tom who took after his father more so then SpottedSea. He has blue eyes and his personality is completly different from his sister and brother. He doesn't talk to many people but he is very abitious and quick to anger.
Rank: Apprentice
Family: Middle brother to Rosepaw and Deerpaw, Mother is Spotted Sea, father Passed away before they were born. Crush/Mate: N/A Other:
SpottedSea- She-cat - 25 moons - straight SpottedSea is a light brown she-cat with green eyes. She is a slim cat who has a scar on her left side due to a fight with a rogue when she was a apprentice. She is very sweet but can become a angry momma cat if you mess with her kits.
Rank: Warrior Family: Mother of Rosepaw, Slatepaw, and Deerpaw. Mate passed away due to a illness before the kits were born. Crush/Mate: Mate was Jaguarestep but he passed away due to illness Other:
JaguareStep - Tom - 27 moons - Straight JaguareStep is a large tom who has a gray pelt and dark green eyes. He has a scar over his right eye and always had a scowl on his face unless he was talking to SpottedSea then he was sweet.
Rank: Dark Forest Cat Family: Father to Rosepaw, Slatepaw, Deerpaw. Mate of SpottedSea Crush/Mate: Mate was SpottedSea before he passed away due to illness OTher: He is in Dark forest
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FernDawn - She cat - 36 moons - straight Ferndawn is a large she-cat who has a dark brown almost black pelt with blue eyes that have specks of green in them. She has a slight limp but she does not let that get in the way of her fighting. She alwatys says that her limp makes it seem like she is the weak link and would rather keep her limp and be abl to fight then sit in the camp not doing anything. Rank: Warrior Family: None that are alive or in the clan anymore Crush/Mate: N/A But open
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Hayberry - Tom - 49 moons - Straight Hayberry is a brown tom with black paws and a black tail tip, he has greyish blue colored eyes that are sharp. He had never found a battle that he could come out victorious in unless it was against the clan leader.
Rank: Warrior Family: He never knew his family Crush/Mate: N/A but open Other:
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 21:57:59 GMT -5
( Awesome! c: You'll be more than welcome. <3 )
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Post by elizahamilton on Jan 26, 2021 22:01:15 GMT -5
Would i be able to apply for the medicine cat apprentice spot?))
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 22:08:09 GMT -5
( By all means, go right ahead, Eliza! )
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jan 26, 2021 22:09:13 GMT -5
Twilightsong - Molly - 25 Moons - Lesbian A little black she-cat with orange specks throughout her coat with spots of orange on her muzzle and chest. Has deep orange eyes.
She has a gentle soul, never known to anger. Can control her emotions, pushing aside her own to appear strong for her clan. Though the one emotion she lacks hiding, is her nervousness. She often worries of doing things wrong, though she is often right.
Rank: Medicine Cat Family: Open to family. Crush/Mate: N/A Other: Soon after getting her full name, her mentor passed away due to a heavy illness.
----- Willowpaw - she-cat - 9 moons - Bi A dappled silver and bluish-gray she-cat with green eyes. Unlike her brother, Willowpaw is a very calm and collected molly. She is quite the fierce little thing though. Working hard and practicing her skills often. She is determined to be a warrior that everyone can respect and be proud of. Parents are Whitetalon and Puddlestar. Her older siblings are Jaymask, Stormcall, Littlefeather, Bogwing, and Copperhaze(adopted). Litter-mates are Cranepaw and Grovepaw. (Claiming!)
---- Whitetalon - tom - 69 moons - bisexual
A thick furred dark gray tomcat with black tabby stripes and a white stomach, chest, and paws. He has a single white patch over his right eye and extremely long claws. His eyes are a bright green. This large tom is nothing but a big teddy bear. He loves his family more than anything in the world. A big-hearted fool. Though he is a gentle tom, Whitetalon can be a dangerous competitor. He isn't afraid to stick up for anyone when he feels they aren't in the wrong.His mate is Puddlestar and his children are Littlefeather, Jaymask, Stormcall, Bogwing, Copperhaze(adopted), Cranepaw, Willowpaw, and Grovepaw.(Had to claim him!)
---- Moonkit - Tom - 6 Moons - Straight Large black tom with a pure white face and paws. His tail has rings of white along it. He has long, puffy fur. He has one ice-blue eye and one flaming orange eye. His ears are white with black tufts on the ends. He is a sassy little kit. Not afraid to speak his mind. He is super protective of his siblings. Often causing trouble and convincing his siblings to join in his shenanigan's with him. Even with his sharp-tongue, he is a friendly tom for the most part.
Rank: Kit Family: Sloughkit, __kit, __kit. Adoptive mother is Dawnflame. Crush/Mate: Open Other: Often has nightmares.
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Post by elizahamilton on Jan 26, 2021 22:09:24 GMT -5
Thanks C: Ill be posting my characers on my first post ))
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 26, 2021 22:23:55 GMT -5
Hi Blu! So glad to see this again and glad to see you're back! I'd love to rejoin but I'm afraid I don't remember any of my old characters so I'll probably have to start from scratch XD Do you think I'd be able to swipe medicine cat apprentice? c: )
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 22:24:30 GMT -5
( Accepted and added, Frost! <3
I am adding your characters now, Eliza!
And yes, of course you can, Sweet! c: Go for it, hun!
~Skyblaze~ - I AM SO GLAD YOU'RE INTERESTED IN REJOINING! <3 I actually let Eliza claim meddie cat apprentice, sorry! I've missed you though, so hopefully that won't hinder you. xD If you don't want to start from scratch, I can pm you your old characters, or you can start over, it's up to you, dear! )
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jan 26, 2021 22:26:13 GMT -5
(Look at it go, Blu! And we haven't even started much yet! )
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Post by willowflower on Jan 26, 2021 22:28:15 GMT -5
(( hi blu!! this looks awesome! may i claim cranepaw and possibly medicine cat? :3 ))
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Post by elizahamilton on Jan 26, 2021 22:30:59 GMT -5
I had added two new characters If that is fine. To add more WArriors since i had only done apprentices before ^_^; ))
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 26, 2021 22:32:25 GMT -5
Oh shoot! My apologies I completely didn't see that! Sorry I'm a bit scatterbrained right now XD If you still have my characters that would be awesome, I can pick through and see which ones I'd still want to keep, but I'll probably make some more new ones regardless!
Is there still a spot open in Dawn's litter? If not, that's fine ^^ )
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 22:39:30 GMT -5
( willowflower - OMG WILLOW!! <333 DUUUUDE IT HAS BEEN WAAAAYY TOO LONG! I am soooo excited rn! <3 You may of course have Cranepaw! Medicine cat is claimed unfortunately, sorry ~
I'll check them out, Eliza!
I'll pm you your old characters Sky! <3 Also, the last kitten is totally yours! )
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 26, 2021 22:40:42 GMT -5
Brightkit - Tom - 6 moons - tbd but most likely bi Brightkit is the smallest out of his siblings, the runt and very prone to illness and injury, but honestly? Half of it is his fault because he is not a careful cat. He has fluffy cream and white fur and pale green eyes. He absolutely adores his littermates but unfortunately he seems to be a bit of a ringleader when it comes to trouble. His largest goal was to get out of the Bayouclans camp before he became an apprentice just for the adventure of it. Rank: Kit (to apprentice) Family: Sloughkit, Moonkit and Dawnflame (adoptive mother) Crush/Mate: N/A Other: N/A
Echoflame - Molly - 25 - Pansexual Echoflame is a grey tabby she cat with a white underbelly and white paws. She has pale blue eyes and a scar on her left ear and long legs. She is a naturally curious she cat that still asks questions often. She really wants to get an apprentice just to prove that she can be a good mentor and be useful to the rest of her. clan. Rank: Warrior Family: OPen Crush/Mate: Open Other:
Also has Jaymask been claimed yet? I can edit these two a bit more as well!
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 22:52:19 GMT -5
( Jaymask has not been claimed, so feel free, Sweet! I'm adding your characters now!
Can I just say... Dawnflame never asked for this nonsense? All these troublesome kits gonna make her lose her poor mind. To think she adopted these heathens. xDD )
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jan 26, 2021 23:03:14 GMT -5
(Blu. Can I steal your layout for my posts as well.? I like how its set up!)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jan 26, 2021 23:10:44 GMT -5
( elizahamilton - one thing! can you change copper's name? normally i wouldn't care but because Copperhaze is one bad mamajama, I feel it might get confusing to have multiple Copper's - just because he's the main villain in the current plot..? Sorry!
Sweet is out her tryn' ta kill my girl. They can try... whether they're successful is a whole other story ~
♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ - Go ahead, hun. I have no qualms about that! <3 )
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