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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 25, 2021 20:48:33 GMT -5
[[ A jump in rp focused on the original clans(alternate timeline) because it's easier and I miss/love them. I plan to have cats in every clan, so feel free to do the same. I'll probably end up making a roster to keep track of everyone's characters as well. Please don't feel the pressure to type paragraphs if you don't feel like it, as long as you can write more than one line you're welcome here! c: ]]
Clan Allegiances
ThunderClan ⚡
Leader ; Petalstar - thin calico and white oriental shorthair with gray-green eyes. 96 moons. [blu] [★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆] Deputy ; open. Medicine Cat ; open. Warriors ; Waspclaw - large dark brown tabby tom with unusual ginger patches and yellow eyes. 77 moons. [thistle]
Apprentice: Bramblepaw
Halfhawk - a ruddy coated tom with green eyes; missing an eye. 48 moons. [fox]
Apprentice: Amberpaw
Swiftbreeze - a black and white patched she-cat with burning amber eyes. 40 moons. [blu]
Cedarsnap - muscular reddish brown tabby tom with tufted ears and amber eyes. 31 moons. [blu]
Gingertail - long haired, orange tabby she-cat with green eyes. 29 moons. [hawk]
Quailfoot - a long-furred black molly with a distinctive white chest and paws. 27 moons. [fox] Apprentices ; Bramblepaw - a smoky brown tabby with bright green eyes. 9 moons. [blu]
Amberpaw - light brown tabby with yellow eyes. 7 moons. [hawk] Queens ; open. Kits ; open. Elders ; open. StarClan ; Squirrelpaw - a russet tabby she-cat with white rear paws. 10 moons. died in a Riverclan ambush.
Addertail - a big, dark grey tabby tom with a white tail tip. 54 moons. died in a Riverclan ambush.
Mosspaw - black and white tom with a wild, fluffy coat. 7 moons. died in a RiverClan ambush.
Cloudwing - sleek blue she-cat with a white-chest and paws. 43 moons. died in a RiverClan ambush.
Eaglemask - dark brown tabby tom with sandy streaks and ears. 25 moons. died in a RiverClan ambush. Dark Forest ; none yet.
RiverClan 🌊
Leader ; Sablestar - an undersized charcoal molly with pale green eyes. 36 moons. [fox] [★★★★★★☆☆☆] Deputy ; open. Medicine Cat ; Hickoryeye - a large, battle-scarred reddish-brown tom with a single yellow eye and a stumpy tail. 53 moons. [thistle]
Apprentice: not open.
Warriors ; Webfang - a sold ragdoll she-cat with blue eyes and lingering scars down her chest. 57 moons. [blu]
Apprentice: Leopardpaw
Stormshadow - solid gray tom with amber eyes. 50 moons. [hawk]
Ripplefrost - grey and white tabby tom with hazel eyes. 45 moons. [hawk]
Apprentice: Sandpaw
Shelldapple - long furred white she-cat with small pale golden and black calico spotting. 39 moons. [blu]
Lonepath - slender slate gray tabby with hints of a sandier undercoat and amber eyes. 22 moons. [blu] Apprentices ; Leopardpaw - a sleek brown bengal tom with light yellow eyes. 11 moons. [fox]
Sandpaw - a sandy blonde she-cat with white paws and tail-tip. 8 moons. [blu]
Blackpaw - tiny black tom with big yellow eyes. 6 moons. [claimable] Queens ; open. Kits ; open. Elders ; Feathersplash - fluffy dark gray she-cat with a distinctive white spot over her face and amber eyes. 85 moons. [thistle] StarClan ; none mentioned yet. Dark Forest ; none mentioned yet.
WindClan 🌪
Leader ; open. [★★★★★★★★★] Deputy ; open. Medicine Cat ; Meadowlight - light brown and white tabby she-cat with a long tail and blue eyes. 23 moons. [blu] Warriors ; Sagespots - a cream colored she-cat with tan leopard spots and big green eyes. 37 moons. [blu]
Newtnose - a smaller brown and white tom with a twisted hind leg and hazel green eyes. 23 moons. [blu] Apprentices ; Frostpaw - fluffy furred white tom with deep blue eyes and a black tail-tip. 10 moons. [blu] Queens ; open. Kits ; open. Elders ; open. StarClan ; none mentioned yet. Dark Forest ; none mentioned yet.
ShadowClan 🌙
Leader ; Jaggedstar - a dark russet colored tom with a distinct, rugged scar across his throat. 28 moons. [blu]
[★★★★★★★★★]
Deputy ; open. Medicine Cat ; open.
Apprentice: Pumpkinpaw
Warriors ; Bluefrost - thin, blue tom with fawn speckles throughout her coat and blue eyes. 54 moons. [blu]
Aspenwing - an athletic pale tabby she-cat with light green eyes. 17 moons. [blu] Apprentices ; Pumpkinpaw - a fluffy cream molly with flame tabby points and blue eyes. 14 moons. [fox]
Tigerpaw - burnt ginger bengal tom with thick black markings and green hued eyes. 6 moons. [blu] Queens ; open. Kits ; open. Elders ; open. StarClan ; none mentioned yet. Dark Forest ; none mentioned yet.
Relationships
ThunderClan Halfhawk was the father of Squirrelpaw.
Waspclaw is the father of Hickoryeye.
Swiftbreeze was the mother of Mosspaw.
romantic relationships here.
RiverClan Feathersplash is the mother of Hickoryeye.
Webfang is the aunt of Lonepath.
romantic relationships here.
WindClan Meadowlight and Newtnose are siblings.
romantic relationships here.
Shadowclan familial relationships here.
romantic relationships here. |
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 26, 2021 11:45:08 GMT -5
[[ bump! c: ]]
Petalstar [TC] with OPEN
the river
@ Tag
The elderly ThunderClan leader sat on the bank of the river, close to the Stepping Stones that would lead into enemy territory. Her clear green gaze, growing cloudy with age, settled on the water - as though she was expecting her reflection to speak up and give some sage wisdom at any moment. The calico oriental shorthair had been sitting here in silence since dawn. Now, at sun-high, her fur was sleek and burning hot from the sun's rays but she paid no mind. A flash of silver darted beneath the surface of the clear blue water, enticing the molly to dip her paw in and scoop out the fish. Petalstar didn't move an ant's length, instead, letting her eyes fall closed. If she breathed too deeply, the reek of blood and death would overwhelm her. The day was deceptively peaceful after the horrors that had taken place just yesterday.
RiverClan and ThunderClan rarely got along, the rivalry between the two clans passed from generation to generation. Petalstar - a half-RiverClan cat herself - had set out to find peace or at least compromise. There had been much tension as of late, over Sunning Rocks, prey, and pride in general. She'd always pushed for negotiation and fairness, unwilling to lose lives recklessly to some silly rivalry. Her reluctance to enter conflict had come back to bite her clan though. The she-cat turned her head slightly, her eyes landing on the rust spattered grass and stones. Tufts of fur were blown around in the wind, along with the random broken claw or tooth. There had been a massacre, RiverClan had shown no mercy and attacked an unsuspecting patrol. Petalstar's shoulders were hunched nearly to her shoulders, her nose almost touching the water as she held a silent vigil for the fallen. To her clan-mates that she'd failed. "I'm so sorry," her voice was a whisper on the wind, grief clogging up her throat.
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Sept 27, 2021 21:37:37 GMT -5
 Halfhawk - ThC with Petalstar [ little blu ♥ ]
at The River.
The warrior took another unsteady step forward, breath catching in his throat. Breathe... he reminded himself, doing his best to square his broad shoulders. He heard the river before he saw it, the noise as soft as a whisper in his ear. If he focused hard enough, he could almost make out the words the water spoke. Halfhawk caught sight of his leader's thin frame through the undergrowth, sunlight filtering down through the branches above to dance across her dappled coat. It seemed to Halfhawk that the Thunderclan leader was showing her age for the first time. It was easy to forget how old she was growing, and the weight of Petalstar's duties would keep no cat young.
He halted his approach suddenly, a quiver entering the muscles in his legs. One more step, and they might have buckled beneath him. He thought this would be easier. It was just a riverbank. A riverbank that he'd patrolled a thousand times. There was no reason the thought of looking at it should make him feel so faint. So sick. It wouldn't matter if he looked. He wouldn't see Squirrelpaw's body. All he would see is the dark red stain on the rocks where his daughter's life had washed away into the river.
The tom set his gaze square at Petalstar's back, his one green eye boring a hole into the molly's shoulders, the empty cleft where his right eye should have been hollow and dark. "Petalstar," he called out, after what seemed an eternity of silence. Silence and the whisper of the river. The river that seemed to speak with his daughter's voice, if he just listened hard enough... "Petalstar." He repeated, as if he'd forgotten he'd said anything. The tom's voice was hoarse and strained, giving every indication it was about to crack like a broken bone. But the warrior continued, his voice gaining strength as he spoke. "Thunderclan needs their leader. We're splintering. Half your warriors have a mind to charge into Riverclan's camp for revenge by sundown." Halfhawk's eye never left Petalstar's back as he spoke, staring without truly seeing. If he looked away, the warrior had a curious feeling he might find himself leading a charge instead of warning his leader about one.
[ i feel like i haven't roleplayed in forever... which makes this the perfect time for a jump in. hi !! ] |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 28, 2021 20:43:34 GMT -5
Ripplefrost: RC
Ripplefrost listens as a few of his clanmates talk about the battle and about how they really proved themselves to Thunderclan. He couldn't blame them considering the last attack really did a number on Thunderclan's warriors. He had been out training his apprentice when the attack patrol had gone out ,but he didn't mind. He hadn't been chosen for it anyway.
Sunningrocks belonged to Riverclan ,and the sooner those mousebrains over in Thunderclan realized that, the better they would all be. By the sounds of it, the patrol had been a success. "Can't wait to sun myself on the rocks." He said with a twitch of his whiskers. "Do you think Thunderclan will fight back?" One of his clanmates a older looking tabby shakes her head. "I doubt it but if they want to get beaten again, I'm more than willing to help them!"
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 29, 2021 13:08:01 GMT -5
Petalstar[TC] with Halfhawk[TC]
the river
@ 𝑓𝑜𝑥 tw: mentions of death.
Five. Five lives had been lost, the entire patrol slaughtered. The group had been wholly unprepared for the attack, just out for a routine border patrol, when the much larger party of RiverClan cats had attacked. Though her warriors had fought valiantly, they were ultimately outnumbered. And the two apprentices... it felt like her heart was shattering as she remembered their small, broken bodies, pressed together as though they'd died defending one another. They hadn't stood a chance, too young, too inexperienced to handle cats so much older and stronger than them. All of them had been daughters, sons, sisters, and brothers, some of them were even mothers and fathers. Now they were lost, hopefully, tucked safely in StarClan with their ancestors. Petalstar's claws jostled the pebbles at her feet as she felt a frustrating sense of helplessness overwhelm her.
"Petalstar."
The first call of her name was enough to drag her out of her miserable musings. She was an old feline but her memory was still sharp and she instantly recognized the voice of Halfhawk, one of her warriors. A flash of the tom as a kit, tumbling around the sunny clearing and then as an apprentice boasting about his biggest prey. She remembered the puff of his chest at his warrior ceremony and she remembered the proud smile the day his kits gave their first cry. Squirrelpaw's little face flashed through her mind, followed quickly by her body splayed across the rocks, pressed close to Mosspaw. The grief she carried seemed to grow heavier, though she'd previously thought that impossible. Steeling her spine, the elderly leader turned to face the ruddy tom, meeting his single eye steadily.
Revenge. Part of her desired it as well, that couldn't be denied. She'd lost her clan-mates, lives that meant more to her than she sometimes let on. The feel of RiverClan flesh beneath her claws would soothe some of the rage and pain... but for how long? Petalstar heaved a silent sigh, ignoring the stiffness of her joints from her long vigil. "You're right, Halfhawk, the clan needs its leader right now. Let us return to camp," she mewed, her tone firm but holding a gentleness that was usually reserved for younger felines. The tom had only lost his daughter the day before, she couldn't begin to imagine the turmoil he felt at returning to this place or the restraint it took for him not to rush across the Stepping-Stones and attack RiverClan. Her brave warrior.
On careful paws, she padded toward her clan-mate, touching her nose to his ear lightly. "We will figure out our next steps together. As a clan," she promised. There was a solid determination in her old gray-green eyes. Petalstar would so what she had to to keep the peace within her clan but more unnecessary death was hopefully not in ThunderClan's future. She set out at a quick pace, worry settling in her throat. Hopefully, she would get back to camp in time to stop any hastily planned attacks.  "Well I heard from my mentor that there were even ThunderClan apprentices there! They didn't see our warriors coming! We sent them running!" one of her den-mates crowed, lifting onto his hind paws and batting at some invisible opponent. Sandpaw rolled her eyes and pressed closer to her friend, Blackpaw, who was shaking and crying silently. The poor young tom hadn't been the same since he returned with the battle patrol yesterday. She brushed her tail down his spine, attempting to reassure him but he only jumped and looked up at her with wild yellow eyes. "They didn't run away! We killed them! We killed them all!" he cried out, terror bleeding into his scent as the den went very quiet.
"That's not funny, Blackpaw. Our warriors would never break the warrior code!" one of the other apprentices snapped, and a few of the others mumbled in agreement. The small black-furred tom shook his head frantically but said no more, appearing haunted. Sandpaw nervously got to her paws and shuffled towards the entrance. "I.. I'm going to go get the medicine cat, Blackpaw," she murmured, keeping her voice low and soothing. To be honest, the blonde she-cat was a bit spooked, feeling the genuine terror in her friend's expression. Why would he make up such a horrible thing? Shaking herself, the apprentice padded out of the den and instantly spotted her mentor. Sandpaw relaxed at the sight of Ripplefrost, since he'd surely know what to do, and padded over to him quickly.
"Ripplefrost? Do you know where the medicine cat is?" she asked, peeking at the other warriors a bit shyly. She didn't want to blurt out that Blackpaw was speaking nonsense in front of a bunch of their superiors...
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Post by cable on Sept 29, 2021 17:53:51 GMT -5
[Hickoryeye (RC)
w/ Sandpaw, Ripplefrost
RiverClan Camp
little blu ♥, Hawkeyes258]
“No need to go lookin’, honeycomb.” Hickoryeye’s large paws thudded audibly on the ground as he half-trotted over. The massive, red-brown tom was carrying a rolled-up leaf in his mouth, a few small black seeds visible from the sides. He had been delivering poppy seeds to a senior warrior who had twisted his hind leg in the battle after stepping on loose rocks, and had overheard the apprentice. He set the leaf wrap down, flicking an ear. “What seems t’be the problem?” His strange drawl could make him a bit hard to understand at times, not helped by his stumpy tail making it hard to rely on body language, but his clan had adjusted to him well. What was easy to read was the frustration glinting in his single yellow eye- he had always openly despised the war over sunningrocks, and it was compounded by his inability to speak up about it- his father had been a ThunderClan warrior, and his mother had always shushed him about the issue, not wanting her son to appear disloyal or sympathetic towards ThunderClan. (I’ve been thirsting for some warriors rp lately.😔hopefully this isnt too short)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 29, 2021 18:03:29 GMT -5
[ the length is perfect there’s no need to worry about that!
I’m about to head to a soccer game, so I’ll have to reply when I get back! But welcome, Thistle! c: ]
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Sept 29, 2021 19:09:23 GMT -5
Halfhawk - ThC with Petalstar [ little blu ♥ ]
at The River.
The old she-cat's strength had to be admired. What he had come to ask her was not an easy thing. To drag herself away from her grief, to put aside her own turmoil to take her clanmates on instead... it held the mark of a true leader. Halfhawk had always considered himself lucky to call Petalstar his leader. Even now. The warrior shook his coat out to refocus as the leader got to her paws. He leaned into Petalstar's touch as she approached him, grateful for the small gesture of comfort. It helped to quiet the trembling in his legs he hadn't noticed until now.
The ruddy warrior fell in close behind Petalstar as she set off, thankful for the leader's swift pace. If he ever saw Sunningrocks again, it would be too soon. But a sick feeling was settling into the tom's stomach, despite Petalstar's comforting words, that this massacre only marked the beginning of something much worse. Though normally a peaceful cat, Halfhawk would fight until his last breath and then some before he would let Riverclan take the territory his daughter had died defending.
"I know... that you grieve with us." The ruddy warrior ventured as the pair made for Thunderclan camp. He was hesitant, not wanting to overstep. Halfhawk was not a shy nor a nervous cat by nature, but discussing this battle felt... taboo. Like speaking of it out loud would somehow make it more real than it already was. "It was what she would have wanted, though." He continued, voice beginning to choke up. "Squirrelpaw. To die for Thunderclan. Brave as any warrior." It was at least what he had been telling himself. That it had been a battle, not a massacre. That her death had been an accident, not a Riverclan threat. That she had felt brave and not terrified as she died.
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 Sablestar - RC with Open
at Riverclan Camp.
Murderer. That's what he'd called her. If she was being honest, Sablestar could hardly remember the tom's name. Thunderclan always called their warriors the most ridiculous things. Had it been... Adder something? Addertail, maybe? What does it matter? He's dead. Sablestar remembered that much. She was the one who had killed him.
The little black molly raised her head from her grooming, the voices of gathering warriors breaking her trance. The metallic taste of blood still clung to her coat. It was a nuisance to clean, but a blood-stained pelt was unseemly. She briefly watched Ripplefrost and his apprentice, Sandpaw, from inside her den. The tom and the little blonde molly had not been at Sunningrocks last night, but Ripplefrost at least seemed unbothered. That was good. She'd have to reward that kind of patience. Her lip curled ever so slightly as Hickoryeye joined the fray, like she'd caught the scent of spoiled prey. The leader had a distaste for the tom. A well-guarded distaste, but it was there all the same. Medicine cats were bad enough, with their constant moaning about Starclan and prophecy... a half Thunderclan medicine cat was much more than she cared to harbor in Riverclan.
Getting daintily to her paws, Sablestar pushed her way out of her den, between the tall walls of reeds. She smiled in greeting to a fretful queen that cut across her path, chasing down a rambunctious line of kits. "Easy now, little ones!" Sablestar called, a light-hearted caution, a purr of amusement lacing her tone. Her tail waved in the direction of the elder's den, where two of her retired warriors had taken to sunning themselves while the sun hung high and hot in the sky. The leader dipped her head respectfully to Hickoryeye as she passed he and Sandpaw speaking. Sablestar surveyed the Riverclan camp and it's bustling array of warriors with pride in her pale eyes. It was a truly beautiful morning for Riverclan. A morning made more beautiful still by the fact that Thunderclan's was russet-stained and stinking of corpses.
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[ sooo busy... but all good things! i'm excited to see that you are back around. <3 also this rp is literally already making me cry LOL. i don't even know who these apprentices are.
Halfhawk - a ruddy coated tom with green eyes; missing an eye. 48 moons.
Squirrelpaw - a russet tabby she-cat with white rear paws. 10 moons. died in a Riverclan ambush.
Addertail - a big, dark grey tabby tom with a white tail tip. 54 moons. died in a Riverclan ambush.
Sablestar - an undersized charcoal molly with pale green eyes. 36 moons. ★★★★★★☆☆☆] |
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 29, 2021 22:19:25 GMT -5
[[ I'm back, but exhausted and headachy.
I'm going to get the new cats added to the first post and then attempt to work on some replies. ^^
>.< Hopefully I can get some up tonight, headache willing... if not, I'll be on tomorrow for sure. ]]
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 29, 2021 23:21:05 GMT -5
Petalstar[TC] with Halfhawk[TC]
returning to camp
@ 𝑓𝑜𝑥 tw: mentions of death.
There was no comfort from the forest today, the warmth and familiar lush surroundings seemed far less inviting and much more ominous. There could be claws waiting behind any tree or bush. Violence waiting in the shadows for the right time to strike. Disgust burned like fresh coals beneath Petalstar's fur, even as she found herself glancing about warily. Ambushes were a coward's tool, used to strike unfairly and unjustly. If battle was to be done, it was to be done right, face to face on a battle field. "Mouse-hearts," she growled under her breath, focusing on the path ahead. She would not be made afraid in her own territory! If those spineless RiverClan warriors decided to attack again, they'd be ready.
Her attention was brought back to the tom walking along at her side, peering over at him with a thoughtful expression. Halfhawk was grieving just as badly, if not worse, than she was. She wanted to be there for him while she had this one on one time with the warrior. Petalstar felt a lump form in her throat at his choked words, speaking of his daughter's bravery. And brave she had been. Squirrelpaw had been such a force of nature in the apprentice's den, such a promising young feline. No doubt she'd fought until her last breath - likely defending the much younger Mosspaw with her life. "Your daughter was extraordinary. She would have made a loyal warrior, with a lion's heart," she mewed, letting her flank brush against the tom's side gently, soothingly. Sorrow filled her gaze, ears and tail drooping, knowing that she'd failed them.
"I would have named her Squirrelheart, for her courage and compassion. The way she protected Mosspaw..." her own voice broke thinking of the black and white tom who was little more than a kit. Petalstar tried to smile, though it felt as if her heart would never be full again. As they neared the camp the sounds of grief and outrage reached her ears, settling even heavier on her shoulders. Those felines were her duty though and she needed to be there for them now. She took a deep shuddering breath and forced herself to appear calm. That's what her clan needed. The elderly molly nodded at Halfhawk before padding through the entrance and into the chaos. The sound of the medicine cat's deep accent immediately set some of Sandpaw's frayed nerves at ease. She turned towards the red-brown tom with a small smile, waving her tail in greeting. She watched as he set down the herbs, looking at the tiny black seeds curiously, unable to help wondering what they were useful for. Shaking her head a little, the molly glanced back at the apprentice's den uneasily. She didn't exactly know what to tell Hickoryeye but she was sure Blackpaw needed help. Plus, leaving him in there alone for too long didn't seem like the best idea. Not in the state he was in.
"Oh, um, it's Blackpaw? He's been really scared and hasn't stopped crying since the battle patrol returned yesterday," Sandpaw explained, worry piercing her soft green eyes. "I just wondered if maybe you could help?" she sounded less sure of herself, shuffling her paws nervously. Maybe she was making a big deal out of nothing? Yet, her gut told her that Blackpaw was terrified and needed... something. Why else would he claim that their clan-mates are murderers? Sablestar went with that patrol and she'd never allow the group to do anything against the code like that. The horror in those yellow eyes kept replaying in her head over and over again.
And, literally same. I don't know them and I mourn for them. ;-; Poor babies.
Sablestar scares me LOL... I didn't reply to leave her open for others, I don't want to hog you all to myself... xD
I DID IT! Sorry if neither of them are very good, I have the headache to end all headaches but I really wanted to get something out for you guys because I'm enjoying myself waaay too much. c: ]] |
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Post by cable on Sept 29, 2021 23:43:42 GMT -5
(hope you feel better little blu ♥ ! as for descriptions… Hickoryeye - A large, battle-scarred reddish-brown tom with a single yellow eye and a stumpy tail. 53 Moons. Waspclaw - Large dark brown tabby tom with unusual ginger patches and yellow eyes. 77 moons. Hickoryeye’s father. Feathersplash - Fluffy dark gray she-cat with a distinctive white spot over her face and amber eyes. 85 moons. Hickoryeye’s mother. feathersplash is an elder edit: waspclaw gets to live now lmao. hes also too mean to ever retire. also god sablestar seems like a jerk i love her) [Hickoryeye (RC)w/ Sandpaw, RipplefrostRiverClan Camplittle blu ♥ , Hawkeyes258 ]Hickoryeye only flicked an ear in acknowledgement as his leader passed- the relationship there had always felt a bit icy, and he had little doubt the only reason he had been allowed to be raised in RiverClan by their previous leader was because he had showed an interest in medicine very early. The medicine cat at the time, Splashfoot, had been getting quite old, and there had been relief in the camp when he had finally taken an apprentice. But he had been aware how precarious his position had been, and so he remained distant with leaders in general. He returned his attention to Sandpaw, rolling his jaw thoughtfully as she spoke. “Mm… Could be shock, ‘course. Young ones get it a lot in their first battles, an’ Blackpaw’s young as they come.” He flicked a small black seed from the wrap. “Poppy seed would help with that. ‘Course, it’ll make him tired, so thyme might be the better option. Not much else I can do for a troubled mind. Only other cure is to tell somebody what’s bumpin’ around in there.” And he had a strong suspicion he knew exactly what was bothering the apprentice. He shot a glance at Sablestar, and made a mental note to speak with her. She wouldn’t care about the futility of these battles, but she would have a better chance of listening if it was scaring the apprentices this much. He didn’t like how distressed Sandpaw looked. [Waspclaw (TC)w/ Petalstar, HalfhawkThunderClan Camplittle blu ♥ , 𝑓𝑜𝑥 ]“Petalstar!” As soon as his leader entered camp, Waspclaw bounded towards her, his long claws unsheathed, his jaws gnashing, practically foaming with fury. The losses had been obscene- he had been on watch that day, and rage had seared every hair on his pelt, knowing he hadn’t been there to help. “Please tell me we’re striking back at those fox-hearted excuses for warriors!” It had taken everything in his power not to charge off across the river by himself. Waiting for Petalstar to return had felt like pulling his own claws out. His mentor had scolded him in his youth for being reckless, and he had kept it held in as well as he could, but this was far too much. “Killing apprentices! Sablestar has no pride as a clan cat!” He yowled those words, attempting to rile up his fellow warriors, and judging from the bristling pelts and bushed tails, it was working. Seasons ago, he might have been dismissed- his reputation had taken a devastating blow when his relationship with Feathersplash had come to light, but he had since cut ties with the RiverClan she-cat, and had fought fiercely in the border battles to prove his heart belonged with ThunderClan. Now it seemed as though every time RiverClan looked their way he got angry, but this was beyond the pale, and now he had the respect he needed to stir the clan into a frenzy. |
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Sept 30, 2021 0:49:53 GMT -5
Halfhawk - ThC with Petalstar & Waspclaw
at Thunderclan Camp.
He could almost feel Squirrelpaw next to him, her flank brushing his as they walked side by side. For just a moment, Petalstar was his daughter, a flash of red fur and bright green eyes, complete with Mosspaw dogging her heels. His brave little girl that had died like a warrior thrice her age, bright until the bitter end. It made him so unbelievably proud and more desperately heartbroken than he knew was possible. "Squirrelheart." He whispered the name to himself, just to see what it would have been like to say it. And then she was gone, and it was Petalstar beside him once more.
The warriors ears perked up at the buzz coming from the Thunderclan camp, noticeable from a ways off. His clanmates sounded like a hundred angry bees, agitated and looking to sting. Halfhawk shot Petalstar a look out of the corner of his single eye full of sympathy as the leader readied herself for what she'd be facing. He returned her dip of the head and plunged into the hive after her.
Waspclaw met the pair like a wall of fire. The senior warrior's fury was blazing and Halfhawk could practically feel the heat coming off of him. A spark like that didn't need much help to catch and Waspclaw seemed to already have the whole clan aflame in anger. And who could blame them? Halfhawk hung back behind Petalstar's shoulder, not trusting himself to speak. What could be said? That getting revenge for his daughter's murder, his clanmates murders, would be a bad idea? More lives would be lost by the end of it, but it seemed Thunderclan was more than willing to risk that by now.
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[ she scares me too y'all lmao, don't worry. i hope she will be fun. i'm not sure just how absolutely psychotic she wants to be just yet but... we will see. ~ ALSO i love hickoryeye omg his dialogue is so fun.
blu you can hog away once i make my classic 400 characters. xD but seriously this has been such a... good set up for jump in. so much drama and trauma right off the bat lol. it definitely makes for engagement !! i'm too invested in everyone already. ] |
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 30, 2021 14:32:04 GMT -5
[[ Okay, I had to write out replies to a one x one I'm in and now I'm going to get lunch, but after that I'm free to work on these replies!
I'm so excited! c: ]]
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 30, 2021 20:34:00 GMT -5
Petalstar[⚡] with Halfhawk[⚡] & Waspclaw[⚡]
in ThunderClan camp
@ 𝑓𝑜𝑥 , cable "Petalstar!"
Her name was a heavy boulder falling onto her shoulders, which had grown fragile with age. Yet, the oriental feline did not flinch, instead seeming to blossom under the weight. Steady gray-green eyes met enraged yellow orbs, her senior warrior facing her with all the righteous anger the clan deserved to feel. The molly would not scold them for it but she wouldn't allow her clan to be ruled by their emotions - not when that would mean the deaths of so many others of her clan-mates. Not only that, but the honor of ThunderClan was at stake. Unlike those vile fox-hearts in RiverClan, she would not allow them to resort to underhanded tactics. So she met the outrage calmly, allowing Waspclaw to spew his hatred and anger. His utter disgust at the loss of young lives mirrored by those gathered around the central clearing. Everyone had felt the grief of the five taken lives.
"You're correct," she began, her voice not raised but somehow projecting out over the entire ravine. "Sablestar does not have the pride, nor the honor of a clan cat," she paused to meet the eyes of her warriors, "but we will not sink to her level." Instantly there were yowls of rage and confusion, but a lift of her tail silenced most of them. Petalstar may have been born half-clan but she'd fought and struggled for every scrap of respect. Never once had she given her clan a chance to question her loyalty and she'd served them faithfully for 96 moons, over half of which had been spent as their leader. Even in this time of turmoil most regarded the elderly molly with respect.
"RiverClan has broken the code by killing when it wasn't absolutely necessary. They took five lives that weren't theirs to take," Petalstar spoke again, a hint of grief bleeding into her words, as she briefly glanced at the sky. "We will not be storming RiverClan camp or any other cowardly tactic. We will meet them on the battlefield, like true warriors," her tone brooked no arguments, though she wasn't foolish enough to believe there wouldn't be any. ThunderClan would be preparing for war, they would not be caught off guard again. Even if that meant finding allies in other clans. Those fish-eaters had made a mistake in underestimating the forest clan and Petalstar would do anything to see justice done - or die trying. Her deceased clan-mates deserved all her efforts. Sandpaw listened intently as the medicine cat spoke, desperate for any ideas as to why her friend would be so anxious. She eyed the little black seed and mentally made a note in her head of it's name and what it was useful for. Soothing shock and possibly for sleep? The blonde apprentice had always had a strange interest in herbs and medicine but of course she could never be anything but a warrior! She was just... just Sandpaw. The thyme sounded a bit more promising but then again, Blackpaw hadn't really slept the night before, crying and waking up with horrible nightmares. She wondered if sleep might be best for him now.
The young molly hesitated for a moment before edging closer to Hickoryeye, unwilling to be overheard by listening ears. "He... he said that the patrol... that they killed... everyone?" she whispered, nerves and a hint of fear glowing in her green eyes. She didn't want to get Blackpaw in trouble for his ramblings, he might just be in shock like the medicine cat had said. At the same time, that horrible scream... she felt the need to tell someone and maybe she could get the medicine cat to take a look at the young black tom personally. He was so shaken up and probably dehydrated from all his crying and distress.
I've added your cats, Thistle, thanks! cx
Glad Hickoryeye gets some parents, lol!
Love that it's cannon that RiverClan is run by a bloodthirsty psycho... xD
Pft, I am having such a hard time making a thousand characters... right now. I know it'll happen eventually but... I want them now. ;-; And thank you! I thought it would be interesting to start out with loss and trouble, plus a war brewing... I am definitely in love with these characters already, no lie. ]]
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 30, 2021 21:29:48 GMT -5
(I love Sablestar and I wondered if the RC leader would know about the killings or not. Ripplefrost: Grey and white tabby tom with hazel eyes. 45 moons. Stormshadow: Solid gray tom with amber eyes. 50 moons More RC cats coming soon. TC Cats: Gingertail: Long haired, orange tabby she-cat with green eyes. 29 moons. Amberpaw: Light Brown tabby with yellow eyes. 7 moons, little blu ♥ and cable Ripplefrost RC"I hope Blackpaw feel better." He commented. From what the other warriors have said, the battle sounded rather bloody and violent. "it's one thing to train for battles and another to experience it. During my first ever fight, I swore the Shadowclan cats, we were fighting were going to kill me." He said chuckling a little at the memory. "A good long rest would do him some good." Ripplefrost hoped Blackpaw wouldn't be to scared to fight in future battles cause there were going to be more. Thunderclan's pride had been hurt and sooner or later, they would be back with a vengeance! |
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Sept 30, 2021 21:50:55 GMT -5
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[ at least she's a bloodthirsty psycho... with ~style~. xD she's stable enough for now lol! other than... the murders. to be fair, she must have had plenty of warriors willing to join her little ambush, so that just says a lot about the current state of RC i guess. xD so give her all your favorite bloodthirsty babies. i'm going to drop off a few more characters but i'm going to wait for thistle to reply if that sounds good, blu! anyone is free to jump on sable (if they dare) or i can write starters for these new cats. (-:
[ ThC Warrior ] Quailfoot - a long-furred black molly with a distinctive white chest and paws. 27 moons.
[ RC Apprentice ] Leopardpaw - a sleek charcoal Bengal tom with golden eyes. 11 moons.
[ ShC Medicine Cat Apprentice ] Pumpkinpaw - a fluffy cream molly with flame tabby points and blue eyes. 14 moons. ] |
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 30, 2021 21:56:36 GMT -5
[[ Welcome back, Hawk! c:
I'll add your new kitties now. ^^
Yessss. All the bloodthirsty minions for Sablestar. xD
That's perfectly fine, Fox, no worries, dear ~
Oh no, you've started me on my ShadowClan bs now... favorite edgy babies
I give up, I'm off to make a bunch of new characters and add some old ones.
Maybe after I add some of the new ones we can talk relationships? That could be fun potentially? c: ]]
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Sept 30, 2021 22:01:05 GMT -5
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[ oh, you know i've got to get some emo ShC cats going always. xD
but blu, the only thing i ever want to do is make plots and relationships. i absolutely want to do that.
i'm trying to keep my character load pretty small while i'm trying to stay consistently active... so that should be my last dump for now. <3 ] |
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Post by cable on Sept 30, 2021 23:41:20 GMT -5
(oops sorry im late, was at work. ill get my replies up, and also maybe two more Kibbies)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Sept 30, 2021 23:49:40 GMT -5
[[ Welp. Keeping my own character load light just flew right out the window. ;-;
And the worse part is I want to make more... like what is this insanity? Ugh.
I think everyone is added to the front page though... so plots and family and such... I'm open to suggestions! xD
And take your time Thistle, there's no rush! ]]
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Post by cable on Oct 1, 2021 0:03:06 GMT -5
[Hickoryeye (RC)w/ Sandpaw (RC), Ripplefrost (RC)RiverClan Camplittle blu ♥ , Hawkeyes258 ]“Yes, rest would be good for him. The poppy seed would be better.” Hickoryeye nodded to Ripplefrost, flicking the seed again so it settled at Sandpaw’s feet. “Have him eat it.” He was going to grab his wrap and go ( because he really did not need to hear whining about aches and pains brought on by stupidity), but Sandpaw’s words stopped him in his tracks. “… Blackpaw said that, huh? Well, I wasn’t there, so I can’t say much ‘bout that. But if he’s as distressed as you say, he prolly saw somethin’.” The medicine cat mused, and though he kept his tone light, his claws slid out and sunk into the ground beneath his paws. “I’ll talk to Sable ‘bout it. Won’t mention his name, don’t worry ‘bout that.” He had no delusions that his words would sway Sablestar, but at the very least he could advice against bringing new apprentices to dangerous battles. Surely, she would at least see the logic in that? “If you need anything else, y’know where to find me, honeycomb.” Giving Sandpaw an excuse to come to the medicine den wouldn’t hurt, either. She may have been attempting to be discreet, but the way she looked at the poppy seed reminded him of himself as a kit, poking around the medicine den when Splashfoot turned his back. [Waspclaw (TC)w/ Sandpaw (TC), Ripplefrost (TC)ThunderClan Camplittle blu ♥ , 𝑓𝑜𝑥 ]“I’d hardly call it more cowardly than what they did!” Waspclaw hissed at her words, though he looked considerably less furious now. While he was as quick to stir up as his namesake, Petalstar was quite good at her job, and it was hard to continue snarling in her face when she appeared so calm. There was more reason to be found in her words, as well. RiverClan would probably be ready for retribution, and raiding their camp meant fighting on enemy territory. Those fish-eaters were a force to be reckoned with when battling by the water, and Waspclaw quite liked not drowning. Besides, with the clan mostly swayed over to Petalstar’s words, there wouldn’t be much backup available. “But,” Waspclaw continued, forcing the fur along his spine to smooth, “I suppose we’ll have to wait for a battle on more favorable terms. Sablestar is a menace, and we’d do the forest a favor ridding it of her.”
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Post by cable on Oct 1, 2021 0:03:58 GMT -5
(contributing these two losers.
(wc deputy) Tumblestem - tortoiseshell tom with a white belly, pale green eyes, long and gangly limbs, and a thick, sweeping tail. 37 moons.
(shc warrior, former kittypet) Applemist - Deep red somali she-cat with vivid green eyes and a white chin. 23 moons.
tumblestem is peak “bro lets chill. wanna share some catnip” and applemist is An Actual Scam Artist Who Will Rob You Blind.)
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Oct 1, 2021 0:41:56 GMT -5
dang, you’re really going to make me make WC warriors after i just said i was done….. otherwise who will share catnip with tumblestem ??
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Post by cable on Oct 1, 2021 20:47:22 GMT -5
(this thread do got me drawing again tho in order, hickoryeye, applemist, base sketch for tumblestem) |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 12, 2021 13:32:56 GMT -5
(Bump)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Oct 14, 2021 16:01:15 GMT -5
[[ Sorry everyone, I was having some really rough mental health days. ;-;
If anyone's still interested, I'd love to continue this? ]]
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 14, 2021 20:07:21 GMT -5
(*Hugs* Take all the time you need. Just gave the little bump to keep the thread recent)
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Post by cable on Oct 14, 2021 23:40:54 GMT -5
(sorry youve been having such a rough time. totally still interested, but only when youre feeling ok again!)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Oct 22, 2021 9:39:03 GMT -5
[[ -winces- I've been dealing with a lot of therapy lately, so it's been taking... a ton out of me mentally.
But I miss rping, so I'll probably try to be on later or tomorrow at the latest! c: ]]
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