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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 2:55:07 GMT -5
I N T R O D U C T I O N
No matter where you come from, or what you're looking for, the moment your paws set foot on the springy grass beneath you, a sense of calm floods your sense like a dam broke loose. Something about this hallowed ground feels right, you flex your claws into the soil beneath you...
As your mind flutters with the gleeful thought of making your home here, and the relief of a long days travel flows to an end, there is suddenly a rustle in the undergrowth. As your mouth parts, your tongue savors the scent of another. Hackles raised and claws at the ready, you hiss as you prepare for an ambush. But, instead, the fronds of ferns around you part, and many shapes begin to emerge. Some wear two-leg collars, others are mangy-furred, but one that stands out to you is the very tom that begins to approach.
"Outsider, huh?" His voice is richer than honey, and his stride carries a sense of entitled cockiness that is somehow infectious. Despite being surrounded by strangers, you find your hackles start to lower. The tom cracks a lop-sided grin, aura welcoming as he sits a bit aways from you and drags a paw over his ear. "No need for claws, right guys?" He calls back, and at his word the group of cats that seem to follow him relax as well. "We're all vagabonds here... There's a little place up ahead. Nice, cozy like. Why don't you join us?" He offers graciously. A B O U T
 Hey yo what up welcome! This is PierceClan, a regular old clan nestled in the beautiful country side. This is a place where the clan knows little strife, for the past several seasons, there has been bountiful prey, little sickness, but all of that's gonna change! So yeah, come in and join the fun. c: If you wish to join, please make sure you skim through the page so you have a good grasp on the territory etc. And if you have any ideas you ever want to run by me just let me know! Oh! And just an aisde, a lot of the landmarks from the clan are taken from breath of the wild, so if you've ever played that game and wondered what it would be like to explore the place as a cat, then I have answered your dream. Please fill out the form below if you wanna join!
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⧽ ⧽ Forum Rules: Please follow all of the guidelines for the forums while we're here, simple rule but we don't wanna get in trouble!
⧽ ⧽ Characters: I have always been pretty lax when it comes to character creation, this clan allows cats that aren't super realistic, so feel free to have cats with strange markings, unusual eye colors, and even some different pelt colors. But there's also reason, please no bright green cats, and no cats with wings, etc. If you wish to have a power, we can find a way to fit into a plot! If you have an idea for a character's appearance that you're not sure would fit, let me know and I'm sure I'll say yes!
⧽ ⧽ Relationships: It's always fun for clans to feel really fleshed out and connected! So please feel free to reach out to others to make relationships, either familial, or otherwise! You can make your own characters brothers/sisters/parents as well, but don't be afraid to ask others!
⧽ ⧽ Plots: The list of plots is always willing to be updated! The main plot involves everyone, so please feel free to hop in and stir the pot! If you have an idea for a minor plot, please don't hesitate to tell me! RP's are all about the plots after all.
⧽ ⧽ Activity: I understand that life gets in the way, I'm not going through the best things right now, so I might not always be on every day. But, if you're going to join, please try to find a way to respond at least once a week. If you're claiming a more pivotal role (Deputy, medicine cat, etc.) then please try to make it a point to be even more active!
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 15:39:38 GMT -5
T H E - C L A N
 PierceClan resides in a temperate biome, because there aren't (at least currently) any neighboring clans to compete with, the clan has been able to maintain a larger amount of territory than usual. Thus, the clan has a bit of everything, a large sprawling forest, a plentiful meadow, even a small lake. Far to the west there is a bustling two-leg town that is quickly becoming a city, but our clan thinks it is unlikely that they will branch out into our territory. The influx of two-legs is, consequentially, bringing in a larger amount of outsiders who are fleeing the city.
The genetic make-up of our clan is vast, as our ancestors came from all walks of life. Body types, breeds, and coat colors are of a vast variety. Because of our large territory, even cats that are built more for swimming can find flourishing success in our lake and streams. The only 'rare' build to find in our clan are extremely long furred breeds that are built for mountainous terrain, but even then, it isn't impossible.
With the blessings we've received with our clan, there also carries some curses. Just as plentiful as the prey is, so are predators who share our land. Foxes, badgers, cougars, even a very small pack of timber wolves reside on our southern border. Always remain cautious when exploring our home. T E R R I T O R Y
 At some point I'm going to get a map up! I'm working on one now, but I'm super bad at making them so I'm gonna have my husband make a better one.
The Hollow House - On the western side of our border the forests dwindle into a murky bog, where the swamp water is as thick as mud and threatens to pull you in. Tucked deep within this bottomless bog is a landmark popular with the reckless and fool-hearted. An abandoned two-leg home lays in pieces here, but the rumor spread commonly among apprentices is that some creature still lives there, as every so often, smoke comes billowing from the remains. The clan rarely comes to this side of the territory, mainly because the only things to catch in this swamp are frogs, which are abundant, but kind of nasty!
Oracle Cove - The river that runs along the east side of the territory drifts down to the mountain peaks in the southern corner. The river breaks into two separate streams once it hits the mountains, one stream curls down into a crisp, beautiful pond. The shadows provided from the peaks cast a darkness over the pond, and from within, shimmering gem stones in the pond's bottom glitter like stars. Drinking from this water and resting in the cove mouth that opens up from the crags will urge StarClan to come down and speak with you. C A M P
 Nestled within the heart of the forest is a massive, gnarled tree that is fabled to have been planted by our ancestors. And every leaf upon it's oaken branches is the lives of one of our fallen, to disappear in leaf-bare, and grow again in new-leaf. A small clearing around this tree is where PierceClan has set up it's camp. The leader makes announcements from a large, sweeping branch that swings down and creates a comfortable and sturdy perch, and the fresh kill pile is located in the center of camp.
The Leaders Den - The Leader sleeps in a hollow on the tree, high enough to overlook the whole camp. It's easy enough tot climb up to, as the gnarled, twisted branches actually hug up the tree, creating a sort of stair case up to it. A curtain of lichen covers it, and within it is spacious, dark and warm. It is large enough to hold a couple cats, making it a good spot to hold meetings.
The Warriors and Apprentice Den - Settled besides the apprentices den, the two are actually only separated by a stump that creates a wall between the two. A massive, triangular bent stone leans off this stump, creating a comfortable, and spacious den within that stays dark. A curtain of lichen hangs over, helping keep out the light. Though, the close proximity of the warriors and apprentices can often to lead scuffle, if the younger cats stay up too late talking, or talk too loud.
The Medicine Cat's Den - Similar to the warriors den, the medicine cat's den is also a cozy cave that has a large rock and tall stump that props it up. The Medicine Cat's Den is large enough to house 2 ill cats, it's actually a tad smaller than most. Though it also has carved out little nooks and crannies for herb storage. A small stream also trickles into a small pond, and just outside the medicine cats den the earth is soft enough to grow various herbs. Though, this small garden is surrounded by thorns to help keep curious kits out.
The Nursery - The earth near the base of the tree caves in, creating a large, hollow underneath that is safe, warm, and well hidden. Growing all around the base are large ferns that help hide what is underneath, and it also keeps it nice and shaded within. The roots bend high, giving lots of space for the kits to explore. Because of how large the nursery is, there is rarely ever any complaining that the queens have to share a nest with such large bodies. Each nest is settled far apart from one another.
The Elders Den - A large fallen, and now completely hallowed out log is home to the elders den. The log sits on it's side, hollowed out from floor to ceiling. It's rather spacious, and very cozy. The floors are always covered in a litany of moss, lichen, feathers, and the like. The log is completely open on one half, though a curtain of beautiful ivy grows off the log, providing shelter against the cold, and the light.
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 15:50:53 GMT -5
L E A D E R
Crowstar - 86 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
★★★★★★★★★
{ Hard-working, tactician, unsympathetic. }
Crowstar is a pale silver tabby tom, with darker blueish grey stripes coursing through his long coat. His eyes are muddled gold, and he carries several battle scars. His ears are torn as well. His coat is always slightly frizzled, and the stress that he feels is apparent on his face. He has a muscular, and large build with big paws and squared haunches. There is a kink in his tail as well.
Although he is still quiet young, Crowstar is already on his last life. Although the clan has seen little strife, Crowstar, even when he was a more reckless deputy, always charged in to solve every problem the clan faced. He is duty-bound, and upholds his clan's honor and ideals. He fights off the competiton not only with brute strength, but with wit. He's a better tactician than he is a fighter, and it's partly thanks to him and his leadership that the clan has seen as little strife as it has. However, his work has taken a damage on the relationships with his family. His unsympathetic and cold aura has made him distant to some.
D E P U T Y
Claimed. M E D I C I N E - C A T
Tigerthyme - 19 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Optimist, intrepid, scatter-brained. }
One couldn't have a more fitting name than Tigerthyme for this orange and black striped molly. This short furred she-cat always has tufts of hair that go every which-way, making her coat look like a mess. She is astonishingly young for a medicine cat, but after the previous when so quickly stepped down, Tigerthyme was appointed earlier than usual. Her eyes are a minty green, and she has a lean, flexible build. She carries almost no scars.
Tigerthyme is friendly, bright, and talkative. These traits make her approachable, and her golden heart makes her an easy and reliable friend to attain. But it is also these traits that can make her a poor medicine cat, and even mentor at time. Being so young herself, Tigerthyme is unaware of many hardships. She's also so full of energy that it's hard for her to concentrate at times. Beneath her love for healing others, there is an wide-eyed, wonderous adventure that longs to have been a warrior. But, Asterleaf informed the clan that StarClan had chosen Tigerthyme. M E D I C I N E - C A T - A P P R E N T I C E
Onyxpaw - 7 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Smart, confidant, irritable. }
Onyxpaw is a golden molly with a sleek dappled coat. Onyxpaw is rather small, though she is just an apprentice, so it could just be her age, but she does appear to be smaller than most of the apprentices. Onyxpaw's eyes are a deep golden-brown.
Onyxpaw is a serious, no-nonsense type of cat. Despite being young, Onyxpaw is knowledgeable and when she was a kit she spent most of her time bothering the medicine cats in the medicine den. She is rather cold and pushes those closest to her away from her. Onyxpaw is trying to be a better person overall, but she is stubborn to change.
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 15:53:43 GMT -5
W A R R I O R S
Woodcreek - 43 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Resilient, critical, sensitive. }
A seal mink point with white markings, Woodcreek blends in well with darker places. True to her name, her black-brown fur is on the thick side but well-groomed, with a sheen to it. Her eyes are a sharp cerulean color. She looks squarely built, but really she’s rather lean - her fur just builds her up for her.
Woodcreek’s parents seem to have had the right thought when they named her - she’s resilient, much like a forest - she’s quick to get up again and get back at ‘em if needed. She’s practical as well - eyes front, present things first. This links with her straightforward side, as Woodcreek tends to be forthright with what she thinks needs to be done or she needs. Woodcreek tends to be sharp and critical with cats, especially when things aren’t done on time. Despite looking work-oriented, Woodcreek is really without much direction - she’s been drilled to work hard to be a warrior that she’s not sure where she should go now that she’s of rank. Whiskerflick - 42 Moons - aether
{ Endearing, comical, oblivious. }
Whiskerflick is an athletic tom with a short, tabby, brown coat. He has a handsome, narrow face with long whiskers (his namesake) and a white chin. He has big, round, bright yellow eyes. Whiskerflick as a whole doesn't seem impressive but his hindlegs are noticeably powerful as he enjoys climbing. He stands tall, and has a long tail.
Whiskerflick is a diligent tom. His upbeat, go-get-em attitude can be contagious and even when he or others makes a mistake he is quick to bounce back, offer support, and encourage them to try again. Generally he is good company; always one to joke around or listen without speaking to someone. However, Whiskerflick can be rather clueless when it comes to others being upset. He does not possess the ability to read others well when they are hiding their emotions, when someone might find themselves annoyed at him, he will not be aware unless they actively tell him so. Whiskerflick, although enthusiastic, is also rash. More than once has he narrowly avoided falling from a rock due to a poorly thought-out leap. Sunhawk - 40 Moons - Blaze ♡
{ Honest, proud, irritable. }
Looking as red as the setting sun, this tom lives up to his name. He has a deep ginger fur that gleams red in the sunlight. His fur does have some length to it and is especially shaggy along his neck and chest. Sunhawk has dark amber eyes. He has a bulky frame with large paws, sometimes he is agile while other times... well, it's not uncommon sight to see this tom stumble.
He has a welcoming aura and typically is willing to open up to other cats. Sunhawk is honest and tends to give others the benefit of the doubt often, trusting easily. However, once he is wronged, he isn't quick to forgive and forget. He is a proud feline and can be witty. The tom isn't afraid to snark back to whoever wants to start with him. It is one of his flaws. Sunhawk can be quick to anger; with a few certain prompts, you can expose his irrational side. In the long run, he doesn't care for social niceties. As long as you are a decent being, he can handle quirks and be civil. Sunhawk believes in doing what is right, no matter what the cost, whether it is something physical as fighting or standing up for someone. Mistleshade - 34 Moons - Sand
{ Sweet, cautious, bashful. }
Mistleshade is a lanky, tall seal point Siamese cat. Her face, tall ears, limbs (socks), and tail are a dark seal brown which fades out into her short, cream colored coat. She has pale blue eyes.
Mistleshade is a shy and delightful she-cat. She's quite bashful in this regard as she is also timid. Mistleshade is also what one would consider a "bleeding heart." She knows how to pity others and how to be sympathetic. Her kind of pity, though, is not one that cats like. Mistleshade is also jumpy, which she can't help. This feline gets easily nervous and agitated by the littlest things. Pineleap - 34 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Smart, confidant, rude. }
Pineleap is a solid black tom, as dark as the darkest night. Pineleap's eyes are deep green like leaves and they give off a cold vibe, always judging you. Pineleap is muscular and rather large.
Pineleap is cold and distant from his Clanmates. He is smart and rather a know-it-all who will tell you when you're wrong with no sympathy. Pineleap doesn't care about others and shows no signs of remorse. Cloverdawn - 31 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Creative, passionate, selfish. }
Cloverdawn is a silver tabby molly with bright green eyes. Her fur is long and well-kept. Cloverdawn has white freckles dotting her cheeks and the tip of the plumed tail is white. Cloverdawn has no scars as she is extremely careful to not get any.
Cloverdawn is selfish and only really pays attention to herself. She hates fighting because she's scared that it'll mess up her appearance. Despite that, Cloverdawn does care for others around her, even if it seems like she's more obsessed with herself. Cloverdawn isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but she is knowledgeable when it comes to the best areas to find what prey, that's one thing Cloverdawn is good at, hunting. Pebblenose - 31 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Observant, pensive, petty. }
a lilac spotted tabby with green-blue heterochromia, Pebblenose sports a long, lanky build and a narrow muzzle. Possibly his most notable feature is his large ears. Pebblenose has rounded, small paws that look comical against his stature.
Pebblenose is particularly observant, able to pinpoint small changes in demeanor or environment in those around him. He rather enjoys the company of others, and that may explain being able to see change. He’s thoughtful as well, able to think through situations and hit upon solutions easily. Admittedly, however, Pebblenose is self-indulgent - one may find him lost in thought at random, sometimes inopportune moments because he wants to. Unfortunately Pebblenose doesn’t take being disturbed lightly and will tend to show his dislike in a passive-aggressive manner - he tends to be petty. Sootwhisker - 31 Moons - aether
{ Personable, extrovert, gullible. }
A slender tom, Sootwhisker is a trickster that is swift; having great agility. His fluffy pelt is black and white, with the white appearing briefly on his face, on his stomach, chest, and shoulders. Like his sister, Hootsong, he has vivid green eyes. Sootwhisker can often be found with debris and leaf-litter tangled into his coat as he is too impatient to spend time de-tangling.
Sootwhisker shines in the presence of others; social interactivity is the reason for his very existence. Generally a popular tom, Sootwhisker quickly assimilates to whoever he is interacting with and makes for a positive experience with them. Unlike his littermates who can come off as cold or rude, he is quite the jolly tom. Sootwhisker doesn't like to spend time alone so he often seeking for others, when he is alone he finds that his own thoughts become overbearing and that he becomes uninspired or feels dispirited. Hootsong - 31 Moons -aether
{ Intuitive, skeptic, judgmental. }
A small molly, Hootsong has quite the unassuming form. She has a fluffy, raven-black pelt with a long tail that is bushy and often catches debris. Most notably, Hootsong has big, light green eyes - akin to a pastel green colour. The fur around her neck is particularly long, giving her a black-mane look.
Hootsong is quite an analytical molly, often one who doesn't take things at face value, or one who isn't afraid to challenge the general opinion of many. This has left her to have many arguments with her clanmates and these things she does not forget. Some might consider her to be haughty or find her arrogant, thus Hootsong is fine acting alone. There is a soft inside, should one pry past her hard, skeptical exterior. This softer side is reserved only for those who she feels comfortable with. Berrylight - 30 Moons - Blaze ♡
{ Kind, passive, indecisive. }
With a thin, dainty physique, Berrylight doesn't come across as an intimidating feline. Her fur is soft and fluffy, tends to have a healthy shine to it. This molly has a soft aura with her dappled brown fur with tones of red and cream in it. She has white chest, paws, and a little splash on the bottom of her muzzle. She has a narrow face, huge ears, and wide amber eyes.
This molly has a quiet demeanor. She tends to hesitant before making any huge decisions. It seems like she is always unsure of herself and tends to content to be a follower. She is a soft-spoken. It is very rare that you ever hear her voice echoing through camp; unless it's a yelp from one of her friends, scaring the wits out of her. Berrylight likes to watch and observe, prefers to not share her opinions out-loud unless she keeps like it's necessary. She keeps her thoughts and feelings close to her chest, and heart. Berrylight has a tenancy to pack bond with anything or anyone. She grows attached to other cats easily. Even though she is not overly loud and out-going, this molly is very tactile. She doesn't like being alone and enjoys being with others, even if she doesn't say much. One of her biggest fears is being alone. Embermask - 28 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Kind, calm, nosy. }
A dark ginger tom with lighter ginger around his eyes, Embermask is the exact description of his name. Embermask's eyes are bright amber. His coat has flecks of lighter ginger that somewhat resemble the dying embers of a blazing fire.
Embermask is funny and kind, though clueless at times, he is very nice. Embermask isn't extremely smart, but he is a good fighter and hunter, not the best in the Clan, but good. He cares for those around him and is always willing to help out around the Clan. Sometimes his helpfulness is to a fault and he can't leave well enough alone, being slightly nosy. Sunnybloom - 26 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Kind, talkative, unruly. }
Sunnybloom is a small white molly with different shades of golden dappled on her coat. Sunnybloom has a noticeable fleck of ginger on her muzzle. Her eyes are bright gold.
Sunnybloom is like her name, bright and cheerful. Sunnybloom is one of the most open cats you'll ever meet and she's one to not be able to keep a secret. Sunnybloom is the gossip queen of PierceClan, she always hears everything and no one has any clue how, it could be her small and petite figure that allows her to slip around camp unseen, so she overhears everything without anyone seeing her. Sunnybloom has a lack of self-control. Despite all this, Sunnybloom is a great friend and holds herself back from telling secrets, even if she'll probably fail eventually. Hazelwhisper - 25 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Magnanimous, scrupulous, inquisative. }
A mostly white cat with fawn and cream tabby patches around his head and back, and a fawn tabby tail, Hazelwhisper sports a rather long, tapered tail and medium-length fur. His eyes are heterochromic, with golden-amber and blue shades. True to his name, Hazelwhisper is lightweight and built to climb, with rather strong hind legs to push him up.
Hazelwhisper is the forgiving variety. He tends to let things slide - if you upset him today he's liable to be alright with it not too long after. That may be because Hazelwhisper is sentimental: he's influenced by emotions and is prone to act on them. Despite that, the tabby still pays attention to detail the best he can, especially when it comes to family. He's extremely inquisitive when it comes to family, prioritizing it over all others. When he catches wind of something, he will dig deep into it with all the bluntness he can manage. Subtlety isn't his strong suit. Shadepelt - 24 Moons - fire
{ Kind, cunning, ruthless. }
Shadepelt is a black tom with golden eyes. He has long fur which hides strong muscles underneath. He is of average height and has large paws. Despite his strong build, he is able to move quickly and is proficient at moving and battling in pretty much every type of territory the Clan has.
Shadepelt is a tom who is kind to everyone he meets, as he believes that you should treat others the way you would like to be treated. He is also very happy-go-lucky and enjoys taking life one day at a time and living life to the fullest. He is very intelligent, so while he may come off as a pushover, he is very calculating and will note a cats' preferences, dislikes, habits, etc. He is extremely smart and can think on his feet in a bad situation. Underneath his kind persona, he can be extremely ruthless and cold-hearted if pushed to the brink. Luckily, that hasn't happened. Yet... Pollen-nose - 24 Moons - Sand
{ Gentle, placid, hesitant. }
Pollen-nose is a soft, medium-furred tom. His frame is more round and bulky. He has pale orange fur which has darker tabby markings. Pollen-nose has cream colored chin, chest, and toes. He also has round hazel eyes. He has an orange tabby marking on top of their pink nose. Pollen-nose received his warrior name thanks to his fine tracking skills.
Unlike his littermate, Pollen-nose is as sweet as they look. He is a gentle, generous cat. He believes in taking things slow, sometimes almost too slow. This means Pollen-nose will get his duties done, but at a pace of his own. Even if that means he's up until the next sunrise catching prey for the clan. Pollen-nose can be quite hesitant with his relationships. He doesn't like to push others around, so he takes a different approach. One that means he's unsure and reluctant to lead patrols or have a romantic relationship. Despite that, Pollen-nose's tracking skills lead to a bountiful hunt. It is one thing he's quite good at and enjoy the most. Sandstream - 24 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Playful, thrill-seeker, immature. }
Sandstream is a tall, lanky pale golden tom with paws that are too big for his build. He is lean, and fit, made for running, but his large paws seem to be too heavy for him to know what to do with. His long fur is a bit curly, especially around the cheeks and chest, and a curled bit of head fur helps cover a nasty gash he has on his forehead. His eyes are a rich amber color. He has a white marking on his face that hugs his chin and cheeks, dashing up his muzzle, making it kind of look like a tulip blossom. He also has white tufted ears, and very faint white tabby markings up his medium length- but thick coat.
Sandstream still acts like an apprentince, despite being a warrior for a couple seasons now. He is a grade a adrenaline junky, doing the most dangerous thing at any given opportunity. A life of little worries has made him immature and cocky. He gets along very well with the apprentices, and even kits of the clan, often indulging in their games or even making up some himself. Although he is fun to be around, and a loyal friend, he often shirks his warrior duties in favor for the more fun alternative. It's hard to estimate what his loyalty to his clan is, because he's rarely ever had it been tested. Stormclaw - 23 Moons - fire
{ Friendly, ambitious, hot-headed. }
Stormclaw is a black cat with blue eyes the color of an evening sky. He is lithe, lean, and muscular, and is able to run extremely fast. He is quick in battle. He stands taller than most of his Clanmates, and has short fur.
He is an ambitious and loyal cat, ready to fight to the death for the sake of his Clan as much as any other cat. He is also adventurous, often going out on his own to explore the territory. He is intelligent and sarcastic, which can be amusing or annoying to his Clanmates. He is friendly and kind, and has a good amount of friends. However, he is also hot-headed, and can be quick to take his temper out on others when faced with frustration or failure. Rookfall - 23 Moons - aether
{ Congenial, altruistic, gullible. }
A regular sized warrior, Rookfall might be considered 'average' in just about every aspect of his life. He has a full face with big, yellow moon-like eyes and long black whiskers. He has short black fur that is soft and shimmery and there is a small white fleck on his chest that can hardly be considered a patch. Rookfall has a short but bushy tail and surprisingly dainty paws.
Rookfall is, as mentioned, incredibly average. His is an adequate hunter and fighter and well-liked by just about everyone he interacts with. He doesn't mind his simple life - not everyone can be exceptional or special, destined for great things. He has developed great observation skills and thus has a natural ability to read others; when someone is down he often makes an effort to support them and cheer them up, acknowledging them without making a big deal out of things. Alongside his empathetic nature, he is generally very kind-hearted and pleasant. He is gullible and likely easily manipulated as he wants to assume the best in others. Aspensmoke - 23 Moons - Blaze ♡
{ Calm, perfectionist, skeptical. }
Being named after a tree, you think this tom would be large and bulky, but no. He is a cat of average height with slender figure and lanky legs. His fur is a pale cream, almost white, and darkens to a warm gray around his face, legs, and tail. He has tabby markings apparent on his dark fur. He has green eyes.
Aspen tends to be calm and collected. A small part of his brain demands perfection. He expresses that by always keeping on his best in public setting, like a good warrior should. He doesn't raise his voice, nor does he like to romp around like a kit. This tom tries to keep it strictly business, emphasize on tries. Aspen does know how to have fun, don't roll your eyes, he does. He can be playful depending on who he is with. Even though, Aspen tends to stay on the more quiet side, he is incredibly clever. He has always been a sponge for knowledge. Sometimes his curiosity takes hold, and he can't help but investigate. He is a big picture kind of tom. And somewhat skeptical to change until he can be presented with all the facts. Aspen prides himself on being a realist. Dawnrunner - 21 Moons - aether
{ Spirited, witty, clumsy. }
Dawnrunner is a lithe molly with long limbs and a thin tail. Her coat is short and shiny, smooth to touch, and her triangular face is decorated with long white whiskers. Her coat is a very light grey colour - almost silver - and is decorated with darker grey tabby stripes. Dawnrunner has big pale yellow eyes.
Outgoing and friendly, Dawnrunner was a kit who craved attention when her sister was sick when they were in the nursery. Dawnrunner is often doing what she wants - sometimes verging into rebellious territory - as she has a craving for attention and affection. This is a deep-rooted issue and thus not something she actively thinks about. In reality, she is a bright molly who loves to joke around and be social among her clanmates. Her clumsiness stems from her rash way of acting, the same rashness that is inspired by attention-seeking behavior, but she's never been serious injured. More often than not it is a mildly infuriating repercussion when she has a clumsy mistake. She is extremely quick on her feet, hence her name. Jaywhistle - 21 Moons - aether
{ Sweet, passionate, sensitive. }
Jaywhistle is shorter and fuller than her sister, Dawnrunner, with a plump, round face and a solid body. She has a short tail and stands at a rather average height. Her coat - short, shiny, and smooth - is a pale grey with black tabby markings. Her chin and chest area have a blended creamy-grey colour and her nose has a patch of tan. Jaywhistle has narrow pretty blue eyes.
Jaywhistle can be rather soft spoken and reserved, having been been sickly as a kit, she was often treated more delicately than her sister, meaning she wasn't able to express her adventurous and curious traits. Jaywhistle is very sweet though is also sensitive, taking any criticism to her heart. For a quiet, unassuming molly, many might be surprised to find she is passionate about many things. She loves learning about herbs (having been exposed to them so often as a kit) and secretly she would have loved to be a medicine cat; however when she realized this, Tigerthyme had already been decided as the next medicine cat apprentice. Ivyblaze - 18 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Compassionate, overeager, irresponsible. }
A lean classic tortoiseshell tabby and white with round golden eyes, Ivyblaze is marked for their red and brown tabby pelt. Ivyblaze has notably tufted ears and fluffy cheeks, topped off with a long, wiry tail. The cat is clearly built for running and snaking their way up through trees rather than fighting.
Ivyblaze is surprisingly compassionate for someone who shirks their duties so often - they are very likely to offer to do something like fetch moss for someone or go hunting in place of someone else. They listen well, too - not just eavesdropping, they genuinely listen to others if they have things on their mind. Sadly their constant chatter rather ruins the listening aspect. They are enthusiastic and have rather romantic views of the future: Ivyblaze believes everything has the potential to be great. Perhaps that is why Ivyblaze takes everything at surface level and leaps at every chance they get, even with the side effect of not doing their responsibility. Dotbounce - 13 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Creative, far-sighted, rebellious. }
A former kittypet, Dotbounce comes from an incredibly rare pedigree of savannah cat. Her long limbs and vibrant golden fur with prominent black specks set her apart from the rest of the clan. Even though she is limb, and could easily keel over by a strong wind, she is still taller than most of her clan-mates. She has light blue eyes, and a small scar across her muzzle. She has a smaller, cylindrical tail, and large rounded ears.
Dotbounce was a young apprentice when she scurried away from her confining life as a posh kitty pet in favor for the wild. Though the clan let her in, Dotbounce truthfully views the clan as more of a place for her to be free, rather than a new home. Perhaps it's her age, or slightly entitled personality, but she never liked to conform to the code of the clan. She's quiet the lone wolf, but that doesn't make her mean to be around. Dotbounce is incredibly creative, and loves to weave fictional stories about massive, cat like beasts 10 times bigger than any cougar the clan has ever seen. You'd think her breed would make her a fantastic hunter, but sadly, Dotbounce is far-sighted. She has a hard time ever landing a hit when she approaches her prey.
A P P R E N T I C E S
Condorpaw - 12 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Smart, tactician, clumsy. }
Condorpaw is a brown tabby tom. His fur is short so it doesn't often get knotted, which is lucky for him and his clumsiness. Condorpaw's eyes are a bright amber.
Condorpaw is kind and sweet, slightly shy. He is smart and knowledgeable, a good tactician, but not that great of a fighter and extremely clumsy. Condorpaw is always listening closely to everything his mentor says, but he never seems to pick up on it. Rainpaw - 12 Moons - Blaze ♡
{ Playful, headstrong, harsh. }
A feline of short stature, this pale molly isn't very intimidating at a first glance until you meet her eyes. Her green eyes are usually filled with mirth and fire. It's a spell for trouble. Rainpaw is a pale feline with plush silvery white fur. She has thin traces of gray tabby markings; however, her underbelly is unmarked. She does have a tear in her ear from an unfortunate event with a thorn bush as a young apprentice.
Rainpaw is a bold feline. She has a sharp tongue and is not afraid to use it when someone crosses her. She lacks patience for certain clanmates, believing them to be imbeciles and unworthy of her time. Rain can be headstrong. She likes to believe what she is doing is right and doesn't always care to hear other's opinions unless they force her to see reason. However, for Rain's flaws, she is an empathetic feline when she relaxes her harsh exterior. She has a heart and does want to see her clanmates succeed, even though she thinks most are dimwits. Rain is playful and witty, she enjoys a good scuffle. One of the easiest ways to become fast friends with Rain is one, have thick skin, and two, being willing to be active. Rain detests being lazy. She tends to get a little self-destructive when she isn't reaching goals. If you think she is harsh towards others, you should see what she thinks inwardly. Brightpaw - 11 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Confident, humorous, crass. }
An amber broken mackerel tabby cat with paler dapples on the chest and belly, Brightpaw’s golden pelt is marked by her golden-green eyes. Brightpaw sports a very rounded look, with round paws and face and small ears. Despite her small stature, Brightpaw is well-muscled and doesn’t hesitate to use that.
Brightpaw buzzes with confidence. She holds faith in her beliefs and her skills and just herself in general. Maybe it’s because of this that she is positive – she sees – or tries to see – the bright side of things even if things look pretty low. Brightpaw is also diligent: she does her duties with the usual apprentice vigor, always trying to do her best at all costs. This apprentice is eager to learn, to fight, to compete, to shoot down the next jibe at her - her mentor most likely has to have a firm hand on her at all times, since her competitiveness doesn’t really go well with all her enthusiasm to do. Brightpaw genuinely loves fun and likes doing small pranks - much to the chagrin of her denmates and clanmates - and never backs down from any challenge and will rise to meet her competitor. But she will do this alone at all times, as Brightpaw holds to the firm idea that only she can do things right. This idea stems from her pride, or her oversized ego. This ego spurs her to do many things recklessly and also makes her overconfident. And to top that, Brightpaw is crass in many ways: she lacks sensitivity and her retorts are barbed. Larkpaw - 9 Moons - aether
{ Reliable, confident, inattentive. }
Larkpaw, despite being a young tom, is quite a bulky cat. He has a big head with broad shoulders and large paws that he is still yet to grow into. In battle training he is already promising to be a force to be reckoned with. He has short fur with protruding guard hairs that appear to 'glow' in certain lights. He has dark tabby fur with white patches over his chest, front legs, face, and shoulders. He has round yellow eyes.
Larkpaw has quite a swagger to his step, exuding the confidence that that never wavers within his chest. Larkpaw has an aura of certainty, so much so that others may find him calming to be around, seconded by the fact that Larkpaw hardly ever gets upset. One might consider Larkpaw as the 'strong and reliable' member of cast. Larkpaw's greatest flaw lies in the fact that he isn't the brightest tom, nor is he good at reading other people's emotions. Snowypaw - 8 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Passionate, quirky, lazy. }
Snowypaw is a long, thick furred black molly with snowy white dapples covering her coat in large and small splotches. She has thick, coarse fur that likes to curl instead of fray out, and large tufted ears. A set of brilliant blue eyes highlight her jovial face. She is built long and lanky, but hasn't seemed to fully grow into herself yet. She has a long, feathery tail, and large, but dainty paws.
Snowypaw is definitely a weird one, a tad clueless when it comes to social graces, timing, and generally reading body language, but her optimistic energy and sheer positivity make her a joy to be around. Though, her naivety can sometimes lead her to say things that come across as rude. She is incredibly passionate about romance, and loves to hook her friends together. A gossip-lover, Snowypaw loves to stir the pot. Her laidback life style has enabled her to get away with not working her hardest however, and every opportunity she can to find a way to get away from apprentince work she does. Lichenpaw - 8 Moons - Sand
{ Bold, aggressive, blunt. }
Lichenpaw is a long bodied Snowshoe, his pelt consisting of the colors black, brown, and white. His face is black with brown fur surrounding it, then black fur appearing again, which covers his ears. His body is white with odd patches of black and brown fur found on his front legs and hind legs. He has blue grey eyes.
This feline likes to be heard, and if he has to be loud, he will be loud. A bold tom, Lichenpaw is confident and courageous. He holds his head high and doesn't let it fall. He has the valor of the strongest warrior in the clan-- or at least that's what Lichenpaw would tell you. His confidence can lead to hostility in which he's quite the aggressive tom. His attitude is combative and he would dare to fight any cat back with his blunt words. He doesn't care how his frankness may be taken, he simply wants other cats to know it's there. |
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 15:55:53 GMT -5
Q U E E N S
Asterleaf - 49 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Intelligent, Calculated, Nihilist. }
Asterleaf looks exactly as her mother did, which is comically, not at all similar to her father, Crowstar's appearance. This lithe, small dusky molly has a creamy white coat with dapples of brown scattered throughout it. She has a small brown nose, white tipped ears and often wears a laurel crown. She was named after her very light purple eyes, the blooming color of the aster flower. She's smaller than most cats, with the same body size as a young apprentince. The only thing she has in common with her father, appearance wise, is a kink in her tail.
What she lacks for in looks, she makes up for in personality, as this molly is very similar to her father. She is cold, speaking in a monotonous tone that carries with it little interest. She's logically minded, making decisions that are based on evidence, rather than belief. It's for this reason that she was forced to step down as medicine cat. She now resides in the nursery as a permanent queen. Since she is still so knowledgeable about pregnancies, and how to care for young mothers. Although she isn't very kind, it's clear that she still cares deeply for her clan. Name - Age - Screen Name
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K I T S
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E L D E R S
Milkfur - 108 Moons - aether
{ Gentle, shy, pessimistic. }
A once beautiful, large, bulky molly with battle torn ears. She has emerald green eyes, one of which is now faded and milky coloured from cataracts. Milkfur's was once bright white but it is now dulled and taken on a greyish undertone. Her tail is bushy and tattered. Once a great battler, her muscles have gradually deteriorated, leaving her looking thin and under-proportioned with her big paws and bulky head.
Milkfur in her prime appeared like a ferocious warrior, though actually, she is soft spoken and shy. As a young warrior she flourished in her relationship with her mate - Baywatcher - though he was taken by illness before they had been able to start a family as she had dreamed. Since his passing she only become more reserved and shy, and as she retired, she now feels as though she is a burden. All said, she is often loved especially by young kits and apprentices, as those young cats are often who is most warm towards. Name - Age - Screen Name
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O U T S I D E R S
Burdock - 55 Moons - aether
{ Intelligent, avaricious, austere. }
A grand tom, Burdock is not only tall but also wide. Being raised as a stray in the city, he often carries a stony look upon his countenance. His coat is a dusty brown tabby colour. Burdock has a shorter than usual tail, about half the length, due to an injury as a kit. His eyes are pale green.
Having grown up alone, it might come as a surprise that Burdock has joined the rogue group. However, he yearns for power. In many ways he is distrustful of his companions, but his greed and hunger for power drives him. Burdock lacks any kind of pleasant social interaction. He is just as stony and severe as he looks, not being afraid to snap. Because of this many don't approach him; which is exactly what he prefers. However, do not underestimate this intelligent tom. If he needs to put on a facade, he certainly can. Mocha - 34 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Smart, strong, dishonest. }
Flick is a large and ragged black tom who is blind in one eye. Flick's left ear has multiple nicks in it and is stiff and hard to move. He has multiple scars along his pelt.
Flick is bitter and resentful. He was born a rogue and his parents abandoned him when he was young, causing him to never form real relationships with anyone due to his hardened and bitter soul. Flick doesn't care for others and is selfish, though he does try to make an effort, but it's rare to ever see him say something that he truly means. Flick is extremely dishonest and there are only a few cats who know about his upbringing and how hard he had it. Archie - 32 Moons - aether
{ Mediator, stoic, submissive. }
Short and bulky, Archie doesn't seem like much, but there is a lot of power under his pelt. His coat mainly consists of dark brown, undisturbed by tabby markings, though he has a white underbelly, paws, face, and streak over his shoulders. Archie has bright green eyes and a chip in his right ear.
A sedulous tom, he has been skeptical of the rogues since joining. The only reason he stays is to be close to her daughter, Mocha, even if he disagrees with the values they are being taught. In times of strife he takes a mediator position, his calm and stoic demeanor allowing him to communicate. However, his stoicism means he never communicates his own internal feelings, even when he is emotionally suffering. He has a deep paternal love of his daughter and will protect her using any means. Bartholomew - 30 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Adaptable, opportunistic, judgemental. }
A black cat with a white chin, chest, underbelly, paws, tail tip, Bartholomew would be the epitome of a gentletom - only they get themself muddy so often and doesn't groom themself as much, so they look a lot grayer - or browner - than they actually are. A few white speckles dot his nosebridge and flanks. Their fur is on the thick side, the hair almost reaching the ground, and Bartholomew sports pale blue eyes.
Bartholomew is quick to adjust to situations, able to settle into any circumstance thrown at him. Partly, perhaps, because they're courteous - rare is the case where Bartholomew is outright rude to anyone. At the same time, they're rather dramatic about their politeness, and explaining everything as well - they might do it over-the-top. Bartholomew is notably independent - they see themself as a single player and try not to get held down by others' opinions. What they think is their own. As it happens, they also have a keen eye for anything that might suit them, switching to whatever might bring them greater good. That may be why they're so judgemental, keeping one eye out for chances and keeping track of others. Bumble - 26 Moons - aether
{ Jolly, obedient, unintelligent. }
A former kittypet, Bumble is quite a pretty molly. She is a diluted calico - her white coat broken by grey and ginger splotches. She is rather small and dainty, her distaste of getting 'dirty' emphasizes her kittypet upbringing. She has round green eyes.
This chirpy molly doesn't seem the sort to join a group of rogues yet... she doesn't know better. To call her foolish would be correct. She is adherent to the rogues as she is easily manipulated, and she maintains their values as it has become what she is familiar with. She fails to 'read the room' and can be overbearing or annoying. Orchid - 24 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Confidant, calm, manipulative. }
Orchid is a fluffy calico molly with a well-kept pelt. Her eyes are a pale green and look like they're smiling at you, which couldn't be farther from the truth. Orchid has a plumed, feathery tail.
Orchid is manipulative and calculating. She may not be the leader of anything, but she knows she would make a good one. Orchid is fine being a follower, though, it gives her time to sit in the backseat and further make plans. Orchid doesn't know if her friends are actually her friends or if they're scared of her, either would be fine, but the latter meant more control, which is always what she wants. Orchid loves being in the spotlight. Thorn - 24 Moons - fire
{ Sympathetic, tactical, cold. }
Thorn is a black cat with emerald green eyes. He has a long tail, big paws and is tall in stature. He is well-muscled from surviving as a rogue, and from being in many fights. He stands tall, taller than just about any cat he's ever met
Thorn is a kind and sympathetic cat, and will help others out of the kindness of his heart. However, since he is skilled in battle and is a good leader, he is trusted by the group and is basically Datura's right-hand man, handling the tactics of a battle whenever the group runs into danger. He is tired of those who decline help and kindness in favor of battle and rivalry, and has no patience for them. When confronted with these types of cats, Thorn is cold and ruthless, exasperated with the behavior he had seen since a kit and which led to many of the fights he's been in. As time went on, Thorn started to notice Datura's eerie demeanor more and more, and wonders just where the young cat will lead them... Lumine - 19 Moons - *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
{ Kind, humorous, impulsive. }
Lumine is a sleek, snow-white molly with crystal blue eyes. She is small and dainty, much smaller than normal for a cat her age. Lumine has one fleck of black on her front right paw.
Lumine is friendly for a rogue, maybe it was because she used to be a loner and therefore more passive, but signs of her new lifestyle have been shown to change her. Lumine is slightly hostile towards others and knows how to fight. She can and will fight if triggered, but normally, she keeps a bright smile. Anise - 18 Moons - ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs
{ Loyal, quiet, insecure. }
a tall, elegant-looking cat, Anise is a cinnamon calico with piercing blue eyes. Despite living in the streets, Anise retains her housecat heritage with pride, evidence of rigorous grooming plain in her sleek pelt. For all her working on her looks, though, there’s no denying she’s had her scuffles - the scars on her side and the tears in her right ear show it.
Anise is sweet for a rogue, something that comes from her kittypet days. She may have a look of a toughie, but she is fairly sweet. She’s always willing to offer a helping paw to anyone who may need it, from moving junk to sharing a bit of prey. While she is helpful, she isn’t loyal to everyone. She only gives it to those she knows she can rely and depend on. Additionally, since her days on the streets, the bubble of safety she once had with her family has cracked. She is resentful about that, and tends to express that towards anyone that seems threatening. She’s created a bubble in her newfound family of rogues and will refuse to let it crack. However, this vindictiveness isn’t expressed in whatever way. She acknowledges rules as part of what keeps her safety zone. She won’t disregard it. Pansy - 18 Moons - Sand
{ Adventurous, self-sufficient, Disloyal. }
Pansy is an athletic she-cat, despite being small. She has a a bicolor pelt, that being black and white. Her entire head, back, and tail are covered in black fur. As for her face, it is dark black up to the edge of her cheeks. Her fur then turns white although she has a small black patch on her chin. All of Pansy's limbs are white whereas her tail is black. She has copper colored eyes.
Pansy is a kind, devoted feline. She has a tendency to adore and admire her closest friends or family members. She feels devotion for them, so she usually follows within their paw steps. However, this creates disloyalty between her and any new cat she meets. After all, she only follows one cat and that cat must be her friend or family member. If there is no connection, Pansy also quite the adventurous cat. By all means, she prefers to be nomadic and do her own thing. The discovery of new places and cats feeds her psyche. Being stagnant makes her feel sluggish as if she has no purpose. Pansy sees herself as someone who is self-sufficient as she has lived the life of a nomad before. She knows how to provide for herself and herself only. It is her way of knowing that she is reliant on herself. If she ever had to pick a side in battle, it is more likely that she would be unallied. Datura - 17 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Charismatic, Calm, Manipulative }
Handsome, and boy does he know it. Datura is a long, thick furred grey maine coon with faint black tabby stripes etching through his coat. His chest fur is a smokey black, and his tufted ears are the same. A raccoon like mask also splotches over his face, covering his one cloudy blind eye, and his other rich blue one. He has a slim build, though being a maine coon, that still makes him a lot bigger than others. He has a rich, smooth voice and a glint in his eye that is welcoming and mysterious. A large scar covers his left eye which has gone blind, and he has a small nick in his right ear.
Named after a powerful hallucinogenic plant, he's about as deadly as the real thing. Datura is charismatic, and a lady killer. He has a nonchalant, easy going attitude that is inviting, but the clever tom is manipulative and likes to play that to his advantage. He's a narcissist, but can play off as caring and sympathetic. In truth his ambition is what carries him every step. He's intelligent and crafty, calmly going about his plans as methodically as a tyrant. Though, partly his youth, he is easily clouded by worldly pleasures that push him away from his goal. Mocha - 16 Moons - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
{ Loyal, quiet, insecure. }
Long, silky smooth fur of a sweet chocolate color gave this former kittypet her name. Mocha is a chocolate molly with lighter brown tabby stripes, with some white coloration throughout, primarily across her face and as a large patch on her chest. She has a very short, tufted tail and big ears with white tufts as well. She has a noticeable, fresh scar across her muzzle and cheek, and one light purple eye, and one light blue one. She still carries a light blue collar with a small bell attached to it, and her claws have been removed. She is currently heavily pregnant with Datura's kits.
Mocha is extremely shy, to the point where her social anxiety is all consuming. She is very timid, rarely ever doing anything that slightly makes her uncomfortable. But she is incredibly loyal to her rogue group, as they saved her from her former two-leg home. Because of her deep seeded loyalty, she would do anything for Datura and the group. Her insecure, and fearful nature has made her incredibly malleable, a trait that Datura particularly has found quiet useful. |
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 15:58:22 GMT -5
R E L A T I O N S H I P S  ★ Families
● Crowstar is the father of Asterleaf.
● Dawnrunner and Jaywhistle are sisters. Rainpaw is their younger sister.
● Hootsong, Sootwhisker, and Pebblenose are siblings.
● Archie is the father of Mocha.
● Stormclaw and Rookfall are brothers. Brightpaw is their younger sister.
● Sandstream, Pollen-nose, and Shadepelt are brothers.
● Lichenpaw and Snowypaw are siblings.
★ Crushes & Mates
● Datura and Mocha are mates.
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★ Mentors/Apprentices
● Whiskerflick mentors Snowypaw.
● Sandstream mentors Larkpaw.
● Pebblenose mentors Rainpaw.
● Cloverdawn mentors Brightpaw.
● Sunhawk mentors Condorpaw.
● Berrylight mentors Lichenpaw.
P L O T S
 ★ Main Plot ★
They Took us From the Inside Out...
Our clan has known peace for the past several seasons, prey has been plentiful, and there has been little scuffle. Kittens are born and grow without even knowing any strife, though unbeknownst to the clan, on the outskirts of their borders a two-leg settlement is growing. A small town is quickly becoming a bustling one, and with it, there is an influx of more outsiders. One day, a group of cats are discovered in our territory and brought to the clan. They ask for sanctuary, and convinced of their innocence (Leader) let's them in.
However, these cats are not friendly. The group of rogues have known of the clan for a while now, and are jealous of their happy, free lives. They have no interest in sharing the abundant prey, and so are hatching a way to destroy the clan from the inside out. How far along will they succeed? Will StarClan warn the clan of the treachery brewing from within?
Involved: Everyone!
★ Minor Plots ★
Has StarClan Chosen Wrong...? Tigerthyme was only a young kitten of 3 moons old when Asterleaf announced to the clan that StarClan has chosen her next apprentince. Stripped from the warrior-dream, the spritely kit trained with feverish abandon to bring pride to her clan. But deep in her heart, she yearns for the freedoms that a warrior has. It's this yearning that leads her to fall for another. Lovesick and naïve, she begs the question, has StarClan chosen the wrong disciple? Can she abandon her duties to follow the path she always wanted?
Involved: Tigerthyme, Rookfall.
M E M B E R S
 ★ ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ ★ Crowstar, Tigerthyme, Sandstream, Dotbounce, Snowypaw, Asterleaf, Datura, Mocha.
★ aether ★ Dawnrunner, Jaywhistle, Whiskerflick, Rookfall, Larkpaw, Milkfur, Hootsong, Sootwhisker, Burdock, Bumble, Archie.
★ Blaze ♡ ★ Sunhawk, Berrylight, Aspen, Rainpaw.
★ *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* ★ Onyxpaw, Cloverdawn, Embermask, Sunnybloom, Pineleap, Condorpaw, Flick, Orchid, Lumine.
★ ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs ★ Woodcreek, Hazelwhisper, Ivyblaze, Pebblenose, Brightpaw, Bartholomew, Anise.
★ Sand ★ Pollen-nose, Mistleshade, Lichenpaw, Pansy.
★ fire ★ Stormclaw, Shadepelt, Thorn.
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 19, 2022 16:18:20 GMT -5
[ Code was taken and slightly tweaked from Aether! All credit for the format goes to her, thank you! ] |
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 20, 2022 17:00:36 GMT -5
[ Not everything is done yet, but please feel free to join if you've got characters in mind! ]
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Post by aether on Feb 20, 2022 20:26:51 GMT -5
Name: Dawnrunner
Gender: Molly
Moons: 21 moons
Rank: Warrior
Appearance (Between 3-10 lines.): Dawnrunner is a lithe molly with long limbs and a thin tail. Her coat is short and shiny, smooth to touch, and her triangular face is decorated with long white whiskers. Her coat is a very light grey colour - almost silver - and is decorated with darker grey tabby stripes. Dawnrunner has big pale yellow eyes.
Personality overview (Between 3-10 lines.): Outgoing and friendly, Dawnrunner was a kit who craved attention when her sister was sick when they were in the nursery. Dawnrunner is often doing what she wants - sometimes verging into rebellious territory - as she has a craving for attention and affection. This is a deep-rooted issue and thus not something she actively thinks about. In reality, she is a bright molly who loves to joke around and be social among her clanmates. Her clumsiness stems from her rash way of acting, the same rashness that is inspired by attention-seeking behaviour, but she's never been serious injured. More often than not it is a mildly infuriating repercussion when she has a clumsy mistake. She is extremely quick on her feet, hence her name.
One positive trait: Spirited
One neutral trait: Witty
One negative trait: Clumsy
Relationships: Sister is Jaywhistle
Name: Jaywhistle
Gender: Molly
Moons: 21 moons
Rank: Warrior
Appearance (Between 3-10 lines.): Jaywhistle is shorter and fuller than her sister, Dawnrunner, with a plump, round face and a solid body. She has a short tail and stands at a rather average height. Her coat - short, shiny, and smooth - is a pale grey with black tabby markings. Her chin and chest area have a blended creamy-grey colour and her nose has a patch of tan. Jaywhistle has narrow pretty blue eyes.
Personality overview (Between 3-10 lines.): Jaywhistle can be rather soft spoken and reserved, having been been sickly as a kit, she was often treated more delicately than her sister, meaning she wasn't able to express her adventurous and curious traits. Jaywhistle is very sweet though is also sensitive, taking any criticism to her heart. For a quiet, unassuming molly, many might be surprised to find she is passionate about many things. She loves learning about herbs (having been exposed to them so often as a kit) and secretly she would have loved to be a medicine cat; however when she realized this, Tigerthyme had already been decided as the next medicine cat apprentice.
One positive trait: Sweet
One neutral trait: Passionate
One negative trait: Sensitive
Relationships: Sister is Dawnrunner.
Name: Whiskerflick
Gender: Tom
Moons: 42 moons
Rank: Warrior
Appearance (Between 3-10 lines.): Whiskerflick is an athletic tom with a short, tabby, brown coat. He has a handsome, narrow face with long whiskers (his namesake) and a white chin. He has big, round, bright yellow eyes. Whiskerflick as a whole doesn't seem impressive but his hindlegs are noticeably powerful as he enjoys climbing. He stands tall, and has a long tail.
Personality overview (Between 3-10 lines.): Whiskerflick is a diligent tom. His upbeat, go-get-em attitude can be contagious and even when he or others makes a mistake he is quick to bounce back, offer support, and encourage them to try again. Generally he is good company; always one to joke around or listen without speaking to someone. However, Whiskerflick can be rather clueless when it comes to others being upset. He does not possess the ability to read others well when they are hiding their emotions, when someone might find themselves annoyed at him, he will not be aware unless they actively tell him so. Whiskerflick, although enthusiastic, is also rash. More than once has he narrowly avoided falling from a rock due to a poorly thought-out leap.
One positive trait: Endearing
One neutral trait: Comical
One negative trait: Oblivious
Relationships: Open to any!
Name: Rookfall
Gender: Tom
Moons: 23 moons
Rank: Warrior
Appearance (Between 3-10 lines.): A regular sized warrior, Rookfall might be considered 'average' in just about every aspect of his life. He has a full face with big, yellow moon-like eyes and long black whiskers. He has short black fur that is soft and shimmery and there is a small white fleck on his chest that can hardly be considered a patch. Rookfall has a short but bushy tail and surprisingly dainty paws.
Personality overview (Between 3-10 lines.): Rookfall is, as mentioned, incredibly average. His is an adequate hunter and fighter and well-liked by just about everyone he interacts with. He doesn't mind his simple life - not everyone can be exceptional or special, destined for great things. He has developed great observation skills and thus has a natural ability to read others; when someone is down he often makes an effort to support them and cheer them up, acknowledging them without making a big deal out of things. Alongside his empathetic nature, he is generally very kind-hearted and pleasant. He is gullible and likely easily manipulated as he wants to assume the best in others.
One positive trait: Congenial
One neutral trait: Altruistic
One negative trait: Gullible
Relationships: Open to family relations!
Name: Larkpaw
Gender: Tom
Moons: 9 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance (Between 3-10 lines.): Larkpaw, despite being a young tom, is quite a bulky cat. He has a big head with broad shoulders and large paws that he is still yet to grow into. In battle training he is already promising to be a force to be reckoned with. He has short fur with protruding guard hairs that appear to 'glow' in certain lights. He has dark tabby fur with white patches over his chest, front legs, face, and shoulders. He has round yellow eyes.
Personality overview (Between 3-10 lines.): Larkpaw has quite a swagger to his step, exuding the confidence that that never wavers within his chest. Larkpaw has an aura of certainty, so much so that others may find him calming to be around, seconded by the fact that Larkpaw hardly ever gets upset. One might consider Larkpaw as the 'strong and reliable' member of cast. Larkpaw's greatest flaw lies in the fact that he isn't the brightest tom, nor is he good at reading other people's emotions.
One positive trait: Reliable
One neutral trait: Confident
One negative trait: Inattentive
Relationships: Open to anything
Name: Milkfur
Gender: Molly
Moons: 108 moons
Rank: Elder
Appearance (Between 3-10 lines.): A once beautiful, large, bulky molly with battle torn ears. She has emerald green eyes, one of which is now faded and milky coloured from cataracts. Milkfur's was once bright white but it is now dulled and taken on a greyish undertone. Her tail is bushy and tattered. Once a great battler, her muscles have gradually deteriorated, leaving her looking thin and under-proportioned with her big paws and bulky head.
Personality overview (Between 3-10 lines.): Milkfur in her prime appeared like a ferocious warrior, though actually, she is soft spoken and shy. As a young warrior she flourished in her relationship with her mate - Baywatcher - though he was taken by illness before they had been able to start a family as she had dreamed. Since his passing she only become more reserved and shy, and as she retired, she now feels as though she is a burden. All said, she is often loved especially by young kits and apprentices, as those young cats are often who is most warm towards.
One positive trait: Gentle
One neutral trait: Shy
One negative trait: Pessimistic
Relationships: Former mate is Baywatcher
[ still gotta finish Rookfall + Dawnrunner l, but this looks fun! seems nice and chill ^^
edit ;; also i was thinking maybe rookfall (when finished) could do the plot with tigerthyme? ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 20, 2022 20:58:31 GMT -5
Ahhhhh! Thank you for joining c: I lobe your characters already ;D;
Also jaywhistle is an amazing name! I think it would be super cute if Tigerthyme and her were buds/can become buds. :> I'm away from my keyboard, but tonight I should gopefully have the clan finished, and fingers crossed some starters up!
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 20, 2022 20:59:27 GMT -5
(And also HELL YEA! >:3 Now I really can't wait to see Rookfall! I really look forward to it!)
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Post by aether on Feb 20, 2022 22:07:03 GMT -5
[ Done!
I was actually thinking that Jaywhistle and Tigerthyme being friends would be a fun dynamic. To some extent, Jaywhistle is jealous of the fact that Tigerthyme was 'chosen', though she doesn't hold this against Tigerthyme because obviously Tiger didn't choose it. It's not so much 'jealously', its more of a sensitivity, yknow? However, she LOVES helping when she gets the chance.
But when Rook and Tiger begin getting more involves, it can become a point of contention since Jaywhistle is like "you should respect your role! stop being stupid! >>>:C "
I made Rookfall with the thought in mind that he is just a normal warrior (the very thing that intrigues Tiger) and there's nothing very special to him, unlike Tiger who was 'chosen' at a young age and had her path laid out. So it's kind of a balancing dynamic.
We can play around with it haha ^^ ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 2:02:03 GMT -5
[ They're great! ^.^ And I love the dynamic between the two of them, each wishing they had the other's life! ;D; I was out for longer than expected today, so I don't know if I'll be able to get up the starters, but I'll see if I can come up with the muse while I'm finishing working on some stuff! c: ]
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Post by aether on Feb 21, 2022 2:34:14 GMT -5
[ Yeah! I think that'll be super fun to play out! ^U^ And that's all good! I hope you had a good day C: Also I added 2 more characters but now that's definitely it haha xD ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 2:52:02 GMT -5
 Crowstar | At Camp | With ... | @/user It was the late hours of the evening, the sun already having set, thick brush strokes of purple and orange splotching the horizon as the crescent moon began to rise over the mountains. The late leaf-bare wind was chilling, but Crowstar sighed in relief knowing that the hard times were almost over. Well.. As hard of times as PierceClan could have. Finally, he felt as though he had achieved peace for the clan that his mentor left behind. But peace wouldn't last forever. That's why the high strung leader was mulling about, always restless, always on the move. Did we check the western front today? His mind buzzed. Now fixated on it, he let out a short grunt of, annoynace? Frustration? It was hard to tell when Crowstar was always making that sound.
Mind made up, he briskly padded to the warriors den. The curtain of lichen parted as his large, muscular shoulders barged in, followed by his smaller, angrier head. "Sandstream." Startled out of his evening cleanse, the warrior snapped his head towards the silver tom. "Did your border patrol this afternoon check the western border?"
The golden tom looked like a mouse before the pounce. "Uhm... No, I don't think we-"
"Then gather a group at once. Try to be back before moon-high." Then, just as rashly as he had come, he left.
The two-legs still might expand further into our territory. We can't be caught off guard. He rigidly began to pace again, paws aimlessly taking him around the periphery of the small, hidden grotto that was their camp. Maybe he should what his daughter had advised and find some way to unwind... But there would be time for that in the spring. And if not the spring, than the summer - or the summer after that.  Tigerthyme | At Camp | With (Company) | @/user
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 2:55:38 GMT -5
[ You know, today actually was ok! That feels so rare to say haha! Currently trying to get all the coding and stuff for my responses in the future, but at the moment all I could start was my one for Crowstar.  I was thinking Sandstream would come ask some of your characters, maybe 1 or 2 to go and check the borders. c: And they could come across some signs that Datura and his, group? Even though currently there arent any other outsiders at the moment xD ]
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Post by aether on Feb 21, 2022 3:30:05 GMT -5
[ That's good to hear! I'm glad it was a good day for you C:
Haha all good, getting the coding going first thing can be finicky lol! Sandstream could interact with Dawnrunner and Larkpaw too, since he is his apprentice? Likely I'll add some outsiders a bit later, when they start becoming more prevalent
If you wanted I can throw some starters out too; was there any characters you were wanting to have interact? Was thinking it might be a cute start to send have Rookfall get a thorn in his foot so he needs to see Tigerthyme. ]
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Post by aether on Feb 21, 2022 6:31:42 GMT -5
 Rookfall
With - [ Jaywhistle ;; Tigerthyme ]
Location - [ Medicine Cat Den ]
In the middle of a wide clearing a pigeon pecked at the earth. Every few heartbeats the skittish creature would spin it's head around and scan the area, checking frequently but not thoroughly for any signs of danger. Unaware of the yellow eyes hidden amongst the brush, the pigeon scratched at the dusty patch it stood upon and flapped it's wings. It's beady eyes closed tightly as the movements created a miniature dust bath.
Now! Lips curled into a triumphant grin, Rookfall balanced his weight on his hind legs, shuffling them with anticipation. A moment later, he jetted through the undergrowth, paws stepping lightly at first, then thrumming as he abandoned stealth in favour of speed. The pigeon let out a wild call, scrambling to catch flight, though much too slow. As it beat it's wings once, then twice, to gain air, Rookfall was leaping into the air with outstretched paws. He caught it with needle sharp claws and landed the killing blow as they hit the ground. Yes! His eyes squeeze closed joyously as he spent a moment admiring his kill. For the longest time he'd struggled to get close enough to a bird before it took off; slowly but surely he was improving upon his abilities.
 "Great job, Rookfall!" From the brush he'd just exploded from, Jaywhistle nudged her way through and dropped a mouse at her paws. Rookfall grasped his prey by one extended wing and dragged it towards his clanmate.
Dropping the bird, Rookfall flicked his ears in wordless thanks. "You too, good catch." He nodded to her mouse.
Eventually, after Jaywhistle caught a squirrel before it had a chance to climb into the trees and Rookfall missed catching a rabbit - much to his embarrassment - they determined it was time to return to camp.
Rookfall scooped up his pigeon, ears still warm after his failed attempt to catch the rabbit that had been inches from his claws. Jaywhistle blinked sympathetically, murmuring 'you'll get it next time' as she scooped up her prey and lead the way back to camp.
Unable to talk due to the prey in their jaws, Rookfall was left to think silently. His eyes wandered to look at Jaywhistle's pretty tabby pelt and he felt a wave of embarrassment once more. Younger than he, her hunting techniques were polished while his still lacked. Come on, Rookfall - she obviously worked hard. You should work hard too! Resiliently, he nodded to himself. Every lost prey is a chance to learn how to improve, I'll do my best!
As the thought echoed in his mind he felt a sharp stab on the bottom of his paw. His pigeon fell from his jaws as he yelped and lifted his leg, frowning as he found a thorn had embedded itself into the soft flesh of his paw.
"You okay? What happened?" Jaywhistle's voice was laden with concern and Rookfall looked at her, letting out a sheepish laugh.
"It's just a thorn, no need to worry."
"You'd better have Tigerthyme look at it when we get back. Come on, we're almost there."
Rookfall delicately placed his paw back on the ground and applied light pressure which made him wince at the sharp pain. He let out an amused breath, finding humour instead of resentment in his string of bad luck. Picking up his pigeon once more, he limped after Jaywhistle. Once they were back in camp he dropped his pigeon onto the fresh kill pile and tried his best to not bring attention to his injury as he limped inconspicuously to the medicine cat den.
"T-Tigerthyme?" He called gently, voice soft and soothing despite the intensifying pain in his pad.
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Post by aether on Feb 21, 2022 9:35:22 GMT -5
 Dawnrunner
With - [ Larkpaw ]
Location - [ Camp ]
Tag - [ @ ]
"You look like a lop-sided rabbit!" Dawnrunner giggled, watching with glimmering yellow eyes as Larkpaw demonstrated a hunting crouch. "What has Sandstream been teaching you?" Her words were spoken with comedic attitude as she settled into a hunting crouch, mimicking the act of stalking a rabbit. Her small body moved effortlessly upon long legs as she stalked in a circle, slithering forward like a snake preparing to strike. "Remember: they feel your vibrations, so you have to step as light as a feather!" Looking ahead, a browned leaf sat a tail length away. "And when you pounce, you do so from behind - their blind spot!" Shifting her weight she prepared for a leap then sprang forward. She landed squarely on the leaf and it crackled beneath her paws.
 Larkpaw straightened his posture as Dawnrunner demonstrated her enviable hunting crouch. He let out an amused mrrw as the older molly pinned down the leaf and he rolled his eyes in an exaggerated motion. "Your paws are like a kits; mine are big like a bears! No one but Sandstream can understand," he laughed. Though Larkpaw had the advantage of growing into his paws, his unfortunate mentor had to edit different hunting or fighting techniques in order to suit his needs. A full grown tom like Sandstream had no more growing to do.
Dawnrunner flicked her thin tail, "Right, right. All I hear are excuses." Her tone was light-hearted and Larkpaw reached forward to swipe a paw playfully at her.
Out of the corner of his eye, Larkpaw watched as Crowstar padded into the warriors den. He blinked curiously, "I wonder what Crowstar is up to," he murmured, settling down from the childish outburst.
Dawnrunner turned and saw the leaders silver tail tip disappear as he pushed through the lichen of the den entrance. Shrugging, she didn't appear concerned. "He is always doing something to be keep busy."
Larkpaw tilted his head, recalling how his mentor had gone to rest after the border patrol; is he talking to Sandstream?
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Feb 21, 2022 10:17:31 GMT -5
(Hello! I can’t make characters right now but I would love to join!)
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Post by Sand on Feb 21, 2022 15:37:24 GMT -5
[ hi! I'm interested in joining, but currently struggling with what I might do character wise :') (literally only have 1 solid idea rn).
if I'm allowed to ask, I wouldn't mind making relations for other people's characters. ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 15:54:02 GMT -5
[ It would be awesome if you both joined! <3 Dawn, feel free to join whenever you can! And Sand if even if you only join with 1 character we'd love to have you. ;w;
And I'd love for you to make some relations! I was actually thinking of adding some sort of marker besides the characters that indicates whether or not they're open for other people to make relations with them, I think I might add that c: As for moi, Sandstream could definitely have parents or a brother/sister, uncle, whatever xD Same with Snowypaw and Tigerthyme!
Also love the starters Aether! ;D; And heck yeah! Sandstream will ask Dawnrunner and Larkpaw to attend the patrol with 'em. c: ]
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Feb 21, 2022 16:06:57 GMT -5
(Hopefully making cats soon!)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 16:26:08 GMT -5
Tigerthyme | At Camp | With Rookfall | aether There were many perks to being a medicine cat, Tigerthyme found herself milling over these every time she felt the pang of jealousy witnessing the deputy round up the warrior's duties for the day. For starters, the medicine cat's den was the most spacious, and even had a little pool and garden. The den itself was sheltered by a roof of a long, stone slab that lay propped up against a fallen stump. Similar to the warriors den, a curtain of lichen kept out some light. The spacious den had a small, clear stream that trickled in formed a small pond.
But it was more than just what her den was like! Tigerthyme sat up a little straighter, suddenly reminded of the words her former mentor had told her (before she left her all too quickly to take on the burden of being the clan's only medicine cat) You've been destined for this long before you were born, the stars don't lie. Though... Asterleaf did abandon her faith in Starclan. Could that have meant they chose wrong?
All of these thoughts were mulling over the tiger-striped molly when Rookfall called out for her. She was so caught up in them that she didn't even respond right away. A delayed "Hmm?" left her as she turned around to face the black tom. "Oh, Rookfall!" She bowed her head respectfully to the warrior before pushing up to all fours and trotting towards him. "What'sa matter?" Her friendly tone chirped.Sandstream | At Camp | With Dawnrunner and Larkpaw | aether The second that Crowstar had turned his back, the normally jovial tom's face melted into a stone cold look of frustration and exhaustion. He. Had. Just. Got. Back. From. Patrol. Once he was hopeful that Crowstar was far enough away, he let out a groan and pushed reluctantly up to all fours. His tired bones gave a little crack as he stretched, his large, bumbling paws were aching to just relax. "Does that jerk even know how BIG our territory is?" He grumbled to himself. "... As if something bad is happening on the west border. Guuuaaah." And with that, he let out all his pessimism. The next breath he took, he put on a firm smile. It wouldn't be all bad. He didn't get to take out his apprentice today, after all. And besides, he could see how many other poor souls he could rope into this late-night request.
He gave his fur a thorough shake before bounding out of the warriors den. The evening air was a bit chilly, and it was only gonna get colder. He glanced up to the sky, ruminating about whether or not they'd be able to be back by moon-high. Best to get a move on then. He spotted Dawnrunner and Larkpaw and his trademark goofy smile returned to his muzzle. The lanky tom bounded over to them, walking a bit strange as he always did. It was like he had a bunch of extra weight in his paws as he moved, leaving him to sort of bumble around. "Hey, you trainin' my apprentice for me?" He called out as he approached, the cheeriness in his tone infectious. "Hey don't go listenin' to her, she's clumsier than me." He chuckled, turning to Dawnrunner and giving her a happy, slow blink of appreciation, a show he was just playing around.
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Post by aether on Feb 21, 2022 20:32:22 GMT -5
[ 'Ello!
Hi Dawn and Sand! ^^ If anyone wants, all my characters are open for family relations!
Mimi, I'll have my replies up hopefully soon - just gotta do a bit of maths study first C: ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 20:33:46 GMT -5
[ No problem Aether! ^.^ ]
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Feb 21, 2022 20:34:00 GMT -5
(When I get my cats up tomorrow I’ll see if anyone wants some relations)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 20:44:26 GMT -5
(Sounds good! I look forward to seeing em! With all these new characters coming in I wonder if we'll get more minor plots. >:3)
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Feb 21, 2022 21:17:46 GMT -5
(I’m going to make a medicine cat apprentice and a few warriors probably! Brainstorming names. I’m bad at attaching images so don’t expect faces lol)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Feb 21, 2022 21:20:17 GMT -5
(Nice! I was hoping for a medicine cat Apprentice. And just so you know, your Apprentice doesn't have to have been picked out my StarClan like it was with Tigerthyme, they could have wabted to be one or whichever! ^.^ And also, they would have been studying under Tigerthyme for a very short time, like a moon, since Asterleaf just stepped down.)
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I was thinking Sandstream would come ask some of your characters, maybe 1 or 2 to go and check the borders. c: And they could come across some signs that Datura and his, group? Even though currently there arent any other outsiders at the moment xD ]
