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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 22:27:18 GMT -5
 introduction A pensive look flickered across the tom's face before he let out a deep sigh. "Fine, you did good, kid"
The young feline who was standing in front of the tom let out a loud whooping cry and danced on her paws. "Yes! I passed! I did good?" Her blue eyes were wide with excitement, and she let out another loud whoop, "I am going to be a warrior!"
Before pausing and flashing the tom a sheepish smile as her call echoed off the ravine's wall. A few moments later, she could hear birds shrieking, then saw the birds taking to the skies.
Hopefully nobody was hunting in the area besides them... ━━━━━━━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━
guidelines Hello, I am Blaze or Tay  here are some simple guidelines for this thread
1. be active as you can handle. i am an adult so i won't be on every day. try to post 3 days out of the week.
2. try to write a small paragraph, at least five sentences or more, with proper grammar and third-person pov while roleplaying; you can do whatever out of character
3. have fun! make plots, i really don't mind. if it's something big that can affect the whole clan, just let me know, and we'll see what everyone else thinks like a democracy
4. try to keep it semi-realistic. i know warrior cats aren't that realistic but still, no super crazy eyes like pitch black or vampire red, dont have a single app attacking a badger, stuff like that
5. quick clan stuff; 2 prefix rule here. only young orphan kits if there is a queen, prefer if you don't rp your own mates unless it's for plots or smth━━━━━━━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 22:29:35 GMT -5
about Yewclan is organized like a traditional clan. They have a leadership structure of leader and a second command, along with a healer and followers known as "warriors". They teach their young the ways of the forest and ocean.
Most of the clan are born in the clan. Their primary coats tend to be brown, black, calicoes, greys, and sandy colors. Cats with fur in those colors have a much easier time hunting. Yewclan cats come in all sizes; some clan cats are lithe, while others are bulky. Yewclan is skeptical to outsiders. Depending on the current clan dynamics, they may be welcoming or could be standoffish/hostile. It isn't uncommon to see rouges/loners in the forest, or to find a town-cat abandoned. There is a town, not too far from the clan. It's a couple of days walk away. ☆ ⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━history
Yewclan was founded by a group of cats; it was made up of 6 cats.
There was an older pair of mates that have travelled long and far. Their son had stayed by their side while their other family drifted away. Their names were Craven, Lucy, and Frizz. They were joined by a young queen, Spring; a young and dumb molly, Glade; and scarred, grumpy tom, Tiger.
It wasn't easy for the original six. They settled in the territory during the summer, explored and found a camp. Spring had her kits in the fall, Flora and Pebble. They were able to survive the chilling winter; it was brutal, but they did it.
In the following spring, a large rogue group joined them: Minx, Rika, Scar, Spider, Gunsmoke, Skype, Fleck, and Tisha.
There were some close calls. Like a tree almost fell on Craven during a storm and Scar almost got taken away by a wave before Glade managed to catch him in time. Rika and Lucy got attacked by a fox. Spring found a human trap in the woods. Their original camp even got swept away once by a flood.
The clan slowly grew and was able to maintain themselves and the territory. The idea for a traditional clan structure and naming came from a grizzled tom and a few apprentices that travelled with him: Grousefoot, Stonepaw, Willowpaw, Mistypaw, Pikepaw; who joined two years the group was settled. Their clan had been desiccated from illness and drought far south.
At the moment, Yewclan is on their 5th generation of leaders now; roughly fifty years have passed.
Craven ↠ Pikestar ↠ Stripestar ↠ Runningstar ↠ Ospreystar (current)
- craven - first leader, wasn't huge into the names. "i like mine, stop asking"
- pikestar - second leader, energetic molly, loved the idea of structure, first leader to start using traditional warrior names and called the growing group: yewclan
- stripestar - third leader, honestly wasn't the best. real himbo. he was a disorganized mess, tried to follow pikestar to the best of his abilities, just welcomed everyone to join. may have started civil war cuz he dumb. the clan is still alive, though, so it's fine.
- runningstar - fourth leader, stellar lad. fantastic leader, everyone loved him, esp after stripestar. loyal, and fiercely protective of the clan. he wasn't a fan of rogues and loners at all.
- ospreystar - current leader, he is alright. he is somewhat more progressive than runningstar with rogues/loners, but he is a cold-hearted jerk. ☆ ⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━climate [x] newleaf [] greenleaf [] leaffall [] leafbare
there is a chill in the air still most days. There are still clumps of snow in the forest. It is slowly growing warmer by the day and prey is returning to the forest. Most days are sunny with overcast.
Prey is running well. Yet so are the predators, keep an eye out. ☆ ⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━plots
yewclan is currently involved... nothing. please suggest <3
possible idea; huge storm & flooding in the territory.
tbh not a big fan of the rogue ideas. they are hard to do without being an established rp.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 22:34:04 GMT -5
native wildlife prey
birds, mice, voles, frogs, squirrels, rabbits, bugs, fish
neutral (can be both)
hawks, deer, rats
predators
foxes, badgers, bears, seals, dogs, humans
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Yewclan resides along the Washington Coastline. Their territory spans along the rocky coast and back into the dense coniferous forest. Their territory is rocky and there are a few ravines to be aware of.
craven's forest ↠ official name; named after one of the founders., the forest is the bulk of the clan's home and life-giver. their camp is tucked away in its safety. pines, yews, cedars, hemlocks, maples, ashs, and other types of trees are seen growing in the clan's homeland. wilds coast ↠ the coast is a beautiful but dangerous, depending on the weather. on a nice day, it is safe to scale down the rocks to approach the ocean. there is caution about trying to play on the rocks within the water, it's only for experienced swimmers. on a bad day, it's safer to stay up on the ledge. the waves can sweep a cat into the ocean.
mossy clearing ↠ an small clearing isn't far from camp. this little clearing is tucked down in a slight dip between two trees and their huge roots. The place is covered with moss and makes for a good training place. And of course, a good area to collect moss for the nests within camp. the hut ↠ near the coast is a stone structure. the clan figured it was human made... it is slowly crumbling over the years from erosion, so beware of loose rock. adders tend to find a home here, beware.
lost tree ↠ there is a huge pine that fell in the forest a long time ago, back when Yewclan was just settling in the area. it said that the tree almost fell on Pikestar during a terrible storm. now the fallen tree is a play to come and practice climbing, fighting or just a decent hang-out place. Since the tree fell, there is a steady stream of sunlight that can reach the forest floor. flowers and herbs thrive around here. seeker's point ↠ there is a ledge that sets deeper into the ocean than any other point in the territory. this spot is peaceful; however, you are usually exposed to the harsh wind and spray from the ocean. it is said this is the place where the clan decided to become... well, an organized group.
 photo by steve zasadny ☆ ⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━camp Yewclan's camp is tucked safely away from the ocean. There used to be an old camp close by the ocean. There was a bad storm and their ancestors quickly learned that the more cover there is, the better.
This camp's den are positioned in a circle. there is no true entrance to camp if you are the type to walk through the brush; yet there are two distinction worn paths to the north and south out of the clearing.
leaders den ↠ this den is tucked underneath a much smaller shrub that is pushed against a fallen log. it is located on the right side of the camp, between the apprentices and healer's den.
fallen log ↠ used for announcements, yet kits do enjoy playing on it.
healers den ↠ the healer's den is similar to nursery; but it's a hybrid of underground and shrub den. the healer tends to keep their herbs in the shrub section incase of heavy rains. this den is located to the right of the south path, across from the nursery.
warriors den ↠ the warrior's den is a large and spacious, their den consists of two mature shrubs clashing together. under the cover of the leaves, the warriors have scarped away low-lying twigs and leaves, giving the den a larger appearance. the den is located to the left of the north path.
apprentices den ↠ semi-close to the warrior's den. the apprentices sleep under a shrub, there is an opening that was maintained for the cats to slip in and out over. the den is located to the right of the north path.
nursery ↠ located very close to the elder's den. the den is sheltered underneath a tree's root. there are ferns near the entrance. it helps keep the noise down and the more shy kits within the den. the den is located to the left of the south path. is across from the healer's den.
elders den ↠ located close by the nursery, the elder's den is underneath a bush. the den is located to the left of the south path.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 22:41:11 GMT -5
family trees father is listed first. strike for deceased italics for family not in rp. ? for unknown
Ospreystar + ? = Daffodilpaw
Ospreystar + ? = Shellheart, Bluerose, and Wolfhowl
? + Russetfeather = Pikesplash and Beartuft
Beartuft + Troutspots = Wolfkit
Fishcatcher + ? = Meteorsky and Ghosthorizon
? + ? = Sunshine and Rainfall
Rumblefoot + ? = Pinetail
? + ? = Lilacpaw and Frostpaw
? + ? = Rainpaw and Snowpaw☆ ⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━relationships
romantic
Pikesplash and Tallbird are mates
friendships
Zero and Maize are friends.
Windpaw and Serinpaw were kit-hood best friends.
Snowpaw and Conkerpaw are friends.
enemies
x
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Serinpaw ↠ Wolfhowl
Daffodilpaw ↠ Springrain
Windpaw ↠ Tallbird
Rustpaw ↠ Pinetail
Deerpaw ↠ Pikesplash
Conkerpaw ↠
Snowpaw ↠
Rainpaw ↠ ☆ ⋅⋆ ━━━━━━━━member track Blaze ♡
Serinpaw, Pikesplash, Beartuft, Ospreystar, Quietstorm, Maize, Poppypounce
✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦
Daffodilpaw, Wolfhowl, Waterseeker, Ghosthorizon, Meteorsky, Fishcatcher
ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Wolfkit, Fogpool, Northwind, Bluerose
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
Springrain, Ebonystream, Rustpaw, Poolpaw
little blu ♥
Shellheart, Russetfeather, Windpaw, Zero, Sunshine, Cinderscale, Lilacpaw
lemonjuice
Puddlerose
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
Rainfall, Tallbird, Rumblefoot, Deerpaw
Dustfeather
Pinetail, Conkerpaw
seafall
Brokenflame, Snowpaw, Rainpaw
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 22:46:27 GMT -5
allegiances
- LEADER -
Ospreystar↠ 69 moons - tom - Blaze ♡ Ospreystar is a large, white and black tom. Most of his back, tail, and face are covered by black fur, while his muzzle, underbelly, and chest are touched with white. He has a few splotches along his legs. He has piercing green eyes.
This tom isn't the most pleasant cat to be around, he is judgmental and can be harsh towards others. Ospreystar tends to be goal-oriented and is always collected. He has worked hard to get where he is now, and nothing will stop him from being the best and most efficient leader he can be. It's easy for him to be dismissive of other thoughts and opinions when they don't align with his own. Ospreystar is incredibly loyal to Yewclan, almost to a fanatic nature. He believes in preserving clan and while he isn't fond of outsiders, he does see the appeal and logic of new blood and more cats; strength in the large clan.
- DEPUTY -
open.
keep in mind that ospreystar is kinda... harsh, so he won't probably pick a sweet and "delicate" warrior as deputy. not someone that is under 35 moons. this deputy can either his 1st or 2nd one. Not a new position at all.
- HEALER -
Bluerose ↠ 28 Moons - Male - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ The first thing anyone notices the moment they look at Bluerose is his massive, starry eyes. Because of the way his eyes are infected, his eyes looks like a galaxy, hauntingly beautiful, but also disheartening. Bluerose got his name from his once beautiful blue eyes, but as a kit, his eyes got infected. By the time he was an apprentice he had completely lost his eyesight. Because of the sickness, Bluerose never developed as well as a typical cat would. He is extremely short and frail. He has light brown tabby markings on the top of his coat, but the entire underneath, chest, belly and paws are all pure white. He has a bright pink nose, and a long striped tail. For all that has happened to Bluerose, he seems to take it in stride. Not one to complain (Unless his father gets brought up), and one to always find the brightside of everything. He is praised for his work as a medicine cat, not only because of his intelligence, and cool collected attitude when situations arise, but also for his compassion for working for his clanmates. He's gained a reputation for being someone that anyone can talk to about their problems. Though, beneath the jokes and sarcastic remarks, Bluerose is extremely sad, and feels great shame, and burning jealousy that he was never allowed to become a warrior.
- HEALER APPRENTICE - Poolpaw ↠ 6 moons - tom - 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 Poolpaw is a gray tabby tom with tabby stripes and, and white muzzle. He has green eyes, however, he has problems with his sight as sometimes his eyes become too crusty, and he can't open them. Poolpaw is quite confident in his skills and truly believes that his place in the clan was to be a healer. He's proud of what he's learned and can be seen giving tips to warriors and apprentices, but he isn't always nice about it. He is caring and can get very angry when any of his clanmates become injured.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 23:02:06 GMT -5
allegiances
- SENIOR WARRIORS -
5 years/60 moons+
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Fishcatcher ↠ 98 moons - tom - ✦Western Foxes ✦ A big fluffy black cat with long ear tufts and a structured muscular tom, with pale yellow eyes and with a long scar on his shoulder that is exposed, and with a more grayer muzzle
FishCatcher is a strict, but warmed heated tom who cares for his kids and for their protection. He is a tough and caring cat who shows no weakness and is mostly serious with everything, but he always has time with his kids, and he doesn't give up at all.- - -
Rumblefoot ↠ 70 moons - tom - R A I N Y
Big and burly, don't let the grumpy look and multiple scars of this tom fool you. Rumblefoot is an average brown tabby with some ginger undertones to his fur, though his brow is starting to silver with age, but he looks like he used to be very handsome in his prime. He's got a nicked left ear, and the tip of his tail is missing, throwing his balance off. His eyes are as green as the leaves during the beginning of newleaf. Rumblefoot is loyal to the warrior code and his clan, willing to lay down his life for any of his clanmates. He is no stranger to loss and has seen his fair share of losing battles. Yet, he still picks himself back up at the end of the day. He looks like he'd be an aloof and unapproachable kind of tom, but he really is just pretty introverted and it doesn't help that his neutral face is a scowl. Though he is open-minded, Rumblefoot still needs the time to understand others and come up with calculated responses. He really does like to smile and goof around when he has the energy, but he's more content with watching others have a good time.
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Waterseeker ↠ 67 moons - tom - ✦Western Foxes ✦
Waterseeker is a oriental short-haired russian blue tom, with a unsual diamond shaped marking on his fore-head he is a lean-build and broad shouldered tom with long ears and with azure sky eyes
Waterseeker is a brave and mature tom who puts thought on their actions before actually doing anything he is more thoughtful and selfless for his clanmates he is a wise and noble warrior and tries to find a solution for every problem instead of having a conflict
- WARRIORS - 1-5 years/13-60 moons
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Russetfeather ↠ 56 moons - she-cat - little blu ♥
A muscular she-cat with broad shoulders and heavy paws that make her an adequate hunter at best. She has a thick, longhaired coat that is consumed by red, black, and light ginger splotches. Her basecoat is a soft golden brown, which allows her to blend into the forest around her. A white chin flares down her chest and onto her underbelly. Russetfeather has black tufted ears and warm amber eyes. Prim white paws, long whiskers, and scattered scars round out her appearance.
Russetfeather has seen much in her 50 plus moons and with experience comes wisdom. She's a thoughtful soul, never one to rush into decisions or to say words she doesn't mean. She prefers to speak purposefully, rather than to fill the space with empty chatter, and often she is perceived as quiet or introverted. There's some truth in that, as she doesn't go out of her way to socialize with others, but the she-cat isn't averse to communicating and enjoys having company. Respect is earned with this senior warrior, it's not something she gives out freely. She is a highly opinionated cat with a strong moral compass. This can make her stubborn and a bit set in her ways, but if presented with a good case she can be swayed. The voice of her inner caregiver is always running, which has her trying to mother the whole clan.
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Pinetail ↠ 46 moons - female - Dustfeather
Tall, willowy brown mackerel tabby she-cat. Has a slightly pointed face, short fur, and a long tail. Built more for speed than strength, and has powerful hind legs.
Pinetail works primarily on logic and practicality, which can work both for and against her. On one hand, she is calm in crisis situations and skilled at planning patrols and expeditions. On the other, she struggles with emotion, and will often feel embarrassed at her own feelings when they crop up and try to repress them. While she doesn't always understand others' emotions, she tries to use her serene nature to soothe distressed cats, but will judge herself harshly if this doesn't work. For the most part, Pinetail tends to follow rules, but will judge decisions on a situational basis and sometimes go against rules that don't make rational sense to her. She is a patient mentor and enjoys sharing knowledge with younger cats. She would like to have kittens of her own one day, but struggles with the thought of having to navigate romance first in order to do so.
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Fogpool ↠ 41 Moons - Female - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Fogpool is a beautiful, graceful light grey shecat. Her fur is long and silky, having a tendency to curl around her fluffy chest fur, which is a soft creamy white. She has dainty paws, and a long feathery tail. She has a dark pink nose, and green eyes that have a hint of swirled blue. This molly has a lean build, with slender legs and strong muscle underneath her thick, posh fur.
For as beautiful as she is, Fogpool is mean. Sometimes the book doesn't always match the cover, Fogpool is tomboyish, cruel at her worst, and short tempered at her best. She is a powerful molly, one who is loyal to her clan and her duties as a warrior. The blunt and straight forward molly can be regarded as rude because of the way she speaks with little tolerance for foolishness. If she's not working and getting dirtier than she's most certainty thinking about doing it. Fogpool isn't all brutish though, she's more relaxed around other mollies in fact. Around toms there is a certain aura of anger that always pervades. Fogpool is also old-fashioned in her ideals of valuing strength above all else. She trains her apprentices in a way that some would call cruel, but she would call necessary routines.
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Springrain ↠ 34 moons - tom - 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
Springrain is a medium-sized, long silky-furred, very light gray tom with a darker face and paws. His nose is dark gray in color. Springrain's eyes are a pale, pretty blue eyes.
Springrain is quite mature and loyal, however while he appears to hold himself very well, he can and will hold judges and is quite judgmental. He is clever and is very active in his duties as a warrior
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Pikesplash ↠ 34 moons - tom - Blaze ♡
Somewhat of a lanky tom, he has a lithe build and broad shoulders. He has brown spotted tabby fur and pale green eyes. He has stripes on his tail and legs.
Honesty is what this tom lives by. He detests when things are sugarcoated. He believes bluntness is the way to go. It's a way to avoid conflicts. Being lied to? Don't, he will know, even if it is lying by omission. This tom might joke around here and there, but he is mission-oriented. The tabby tom tends to be drawn towards structure and does better when he is given a task. It keeps him focused, and centered. Pikesplash is incredibly clever and observant. Pikesplash does have a temper, especially when he is stressed. He can shift into a snappy and harsh feline.
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Beartuft ↠ 34 moons - tom - Blaze ♡
With broad shoulders and thick body, this tom is huge. He has green eyes and shaggy dark brown fur. He has tabby markings and a patch of white on his stomach. There is a scar on his hind leg.
Due to his bulkiness, Beartuft tends to come off as an intimidating. Which isn't wrong, he can be gruff and reserved. It's a side he expresses to most. Can be a tab bit nicer to the felines that he is close in age, since he knows them and they know him back. He is a lazy tom and whenever there is free time, you'll see him curled in a ball, snoozing. A well known secret about Beartuft is that he really isn't that scary and is lame. He loves dad jokes.
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Cinderscale ↠ 33 moons - she-cat - little blu ♥
Slender molly with soft smoke gray fur and a white dash on her chest. Her build is lean and agile from moons spent honing her skills. She has a short coat with a thicker tail and tall, gently rounded ears. Her nose and paw-pads are charcoal gray, faintly darker than the rest of her pelt. Big copper eyes settle into an angular face and accented by silvery whiskers. Three jagged scars rest on her left hip from a battle with a strange cat.
Cinderscale is a confident individual who knows her strengths and ignores her weaknesses. Though she has a quiet charm about her, ambition is what drives her. She wants to be the best warrior she can be and will push herself beyond her own limits to accomplish this. She wouldn't risk the clan, or her clan mates to get what she wants, however. Her loyalty has always been with YewClan and she will remain a dedicated clan-cat till the end. That doesn't mean she doesn't want to better her position or make her opinions heard. She doesn't even try to hide her inner snob, often passing judgment on others without the full story. The molly makes a strong ally and a worrisome enemy. Cinderscale actually has quite the ruthless temper and though she would never cause true harm to a clan mate, she can be vindictive. The feline truly holds grudges like no other.
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Brokenflame ↠ 32 moons - tom - seafall
Brokenflame is an imposing tom with a slightly dappled russet pelt and ivory belly, paws and muzzle. He has black ear and tail tips and some distinct markings on his forehead with dark blue eyes.
Brokenflame is a rather proud and wily tom with a devil-may-care attitude. He is sarcastic and oftentimes found procrastinating, sometimes even giving off the impression of being lazy and shamelessly dragging others along with him whenever he is given any tasks to complete. However once he finds something worthwhile to do or gets an idea stuck in his head, he is a determined and hard-working warrior, willing to see it through to the end.
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Tallbird ↠ 32 moons - she-cat - R A I N Y
Aptly named so because of her long legs and tall height, Tallbird is a lithe calico molly with a small, rounded face. She has muted green eyes and a lengthy, expressive tail. A skilled and fast runner, she walks with a certain kind of grace and her movements are very coordinated.
Tallbird is a curious cat, always observing others and asking questions, but more often than not becomes distracted before getting the answers. She is very social and is not afraid to approach others and start a conversation. She considers herself to be laidback, deals with change rather easily, and has a go-with-the-flow type of patient attitude. The molly is kind to all, but her good-nature has a limit and she can recognize when she's being taken advantage of. If she doesn't like someone she will not waste her time or energy on them.
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Northwind ↠ 30 Moons - Male - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Being a Norwegian forest cat means that Northwind is much larger than his other clan mates. The sheer amount of thick, coarse fur on the tom means he appears double the size of the apprentices. He is a handsome, dark brown tabby tom, though the way his fur furls out makes him look like a miniature lion with tabby stripes. His relatively small head, compared to the rest of him, has soft yellow eyes. Lastly, he has a large bushy, mostly black tail.
There couldn't be a better definition of a gentle giant. Northwind is not only kind, he is terrified of confrontation, and in fact terrified of most things in general. The very polite and former tom has a tendency to bow his head, avoiding eye contact. He also has a tendency to apologize, always shrinking into himself whenever it's his turn to speak. There's a certain unease to him at all times, as if he's always questioning himself. Although he is introverted and shy, he is actually quiet nice. Once he finally warms up to people, he becomes a loyal and irreplaceable friend. He likes to tell stories, fables and tales that he thinks of - though he only ever shares stories with people he's comfortable around.
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Meteorsky ↠ 29 moons - molly - ✦Western Foxes ✦
Meteorsky is a small pale gray and striped and white she-cat with amber eyes and small ears
Meteorsky is a passionate sweet little cat, who cares for others, she is good with advice and is willing to risk her own life for the protection of her family and clan she hates hurting cats feelings and is sensitive with other cats
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Ghosthorizon ↠ 29 moons old - tom - ✦Western Foxes ✦
Ghosthorizon is a large black and ginger and white chested chimera tom with a huge fluffy mane and with large paws with a long plumed tail and with blue and yellow eyes.
Ghosthorizon is a pretty calm dude, he's kinda immature but more focused sometimes and more actively serious it depends on the situation of topic, he is a total joke-ball who sarcastically mocks cats that provoke them sometimes.
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Wolfhowl ↠ 28 moons - tom - ✦Western Foxes ✦
Wolfhowl is a gray and white fluffy tom with golden orange eyes and with long ears with ear tuft on the tip of their ears including with a plumed tail with a fluffy mane.
Wolfhowl is a bashful, and sensitive cat who dislikes hurting others beware he will attack you if you hurt the ones he loves he is a responsible but kinda rude (he is seen friendly to his family and other cats he likes or love) He is a serious cat who has no time to play.
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Shellheart ↠ 28 moons - tom - little blu ♥
Handsome and boy does he know it. He's got a tall, athletic build that he works hard to maintain. Those broad shoulders and large paws would probably suit a much stockier cat. His sleek, glossy fur makes slicing through water a breeze. Shellheart is a white and black dappled tom with soft green eyes. A lighter shade of green rings around the outer edge of his iris. A nick in his left ear is all that remains from a training session gone wrong.
Shellheart is a harmless charmer, who flashes his pretty smile and throws compliments around like no other. His flirtations are normally playful and cheesy, almost endearing. That doesn't mean he's never had his ears cuffed by an annoyed molly... or tom. His suffix was given to him due to his generous heart and his bravery. Though he often feels like an imposter in his own fur. He has a light-hearted, charismatic reputation that the warrior works hard to uphold. His quick grins and easy laughter hide all the inadequacy he feels. It would destroy the allusion of confidence if his clan-mates knew how lost he felt inside. Fear, taking many different forms, is his constant companion. He has always been impulsive and quick to act and the consequences that usually follow weigh heavy on him. Shellheart can be quite competitive and isn't one to back down from any sort of challenge, especially when seeking approval from his peers.
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Ebonystream ↠ 24 moons - she-cat - 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
Ebonystream is a small, sleek, black-and-white she-cat with green eyes. Her nose is very pink and her ears are slightly larger than normal.
Ebonystream is a very outgoing she-cat and she is very vocal when someone praises her, as she love any and all attention. She doesn't always think before she speaks and can often find herself making rude comments or saying very weird things.
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Puddlerose ↠ 23 moons - Male - lemonjuice 🥀
Puddlerose is a large, muscular, and boney battle-scarred brown and white long pelted tom with a very fluffy white mane. He has dark brown from his shoulder to his back, white spotting, and dark brown paws. Puddlerose has blind deep blue colored eyes, almost as if staring into the depths of the ocean.
Puddlerose is a very eccentric cat! He is goofy, silly, and a great listener. He is emotional, and caring to those he values most. His outward look on life stems from being disabled.If he can’t see his rainbow, he’ll make his own rainbow that no one else is allowed to see but him! He has plenty of patience, and won’t let others anger him so quickly. Puddlerose LOVES to tease other cats. He’s always excited to meet the new kits, willing to help out with anything he can, and prove his worth as a Warrior of Yewclan.
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Sunshine ↠ 17 moons - she-cat - little blu ♥
Fluffy pale brown she-cat with darker tabby stripes across her pelt. Just a hint of ginger can be glimpsed around her face, neck, and tail. A wide blaze of white sits on her chest and covers her muzzle. The toes on her forepaws are dipped in the same snowy color. She has round hazel eyes and a thick, plumed tail. Her build is relatively small, which gives her a very youthful appearance.
Sunshine is a sweetheart. Her care for others is genuine but easy to take advantage of. She wants to believe that there's good in everyone and no one is past redemption. Her shy nature keeps her from sticking up for herself and she lets clan-mates walk all over her. Being the center of attention makes her uncomfortable and she often deflects compliments. The molly would sooner give the fur off her back than watch others suffer. Sunshine is a bit hopeless when it comes to making decisions and prefers to look to others and follow their lead. As she becomes comfortable, the feline comes out of her shell a bit and loves to ask questions to quench her inner curiosity. Her optimism and unwavering support make for a good friend.
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Rainfall ↠ 17 moons - she-cat - R A I N Y
Short and small in stature, Rainfall is a fluffy gray molly with darker gray tabby stripes. She's got patches of white fur around her eyes, as well as her chest and the backs of her legs. Each of her paw toes are even rounded out with white fur. Her eyes are a clear, dark amber in color, and her tail is only fuzzy compared to the rest of her furry pelt. They say that when she gets angry her fur sticks straight out, making her look twice her size.
To say that Rainfall is cynical would be too negative of a word to describe her, but she tends to be rather skeptical of the motives of others. She's a loud and confrontational cat who is very passionate about her beliefs and responsibilities as a warrior. Rainfall will not hesitate to tell someone how she feels about them, and she tends to be very decisive in her choices. Loyal, almost to a fault, there is nothing that this she-cat wouldn't do for her friends, and above all else her sister. She is very protective of Sunshine, if anyone wants to get close to the golden molly they will have to go through Rainfall first. A cat who knows how to hold grudges, cross her once and she'll make sure it never happens again.
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Poppypounce ↠ 15 moons - molly - Blaze ♡
With plush fur and sway of a feathery tail, this molly gives off a playful air. Her pelt is a colorful calico. The ginger fur has tabby markings. There are splashes of black and white, mostly black. She has white chest and paws, a little smudge of white on the nose. Poppy has bright amber eyes that always shimmering with laughter. She does have a torn ear.
This molly is a goof. It is a well-known fact that she is clever and comes off as impish. She likes to have fun and tends to treat everything as a friendly competition. If she loses, that's alright, she isn't the type to get anger over frivolous things. Yet, if she is winning, she will be crowing about her achievements with bright eyes and loud laughs. Poppypounce can come off as intense; she is easily excitable. However, when she is surprised with compliments, Poppypounce tends to shift into bashfulness and plays it off as it's nothing.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 6, 2022 23:02:20 GMT -5
allegiances
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Deerpaw
↠ 11 moons - tom - R A I N Y
Short-furred dusty brown tom, Deerpaw is a spry young thing with some lanky limbs. He's got more warm toned brown tabby spots all along his back and flank, and that same dark brown as stripes going his face, chest, and legs, as well as rings around his long tail. He has round glowing yellow eyes and long, white whiskers. Very agile looking fellow, seems like he'd be clumsy but isn't.
Deerpaw is very self-assured and hard-working. Sometimes he comes off as arrogant or condescending, but he honestly means well. Described as possessing a natural born leadership, the young tom aspires to one day be leader and is very ambitious because of it. He has a heart of gold and values integrity in others. He believes everyone deserves a second chance, and that there's good in others. Maybe some see that as him being naive of the world, but he would argue otherwise.
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A little dainty thing with a slight build, Lilacpaw is definitely not made for battle. She has a sleek, shorthaired coat and tall ears, which seem disproportionate to her small face. Her fur is mostly a snowy white, dappled with silvery gray tabby patches - particularly on her face, torso, and tail. She bears big blue eyes and a dark pink nose. The molly has two long scars down her stomach from fighting off a rogue early in her apprenticeship.
Lilacpaw often keeps to herself these days, not exactly a social butterfly. She throws herself into her training and takes very little time to relax. The molly always wants to keep her mind busy because painful memories haunt her. Her standoffish nature keeps her from making too many meaningful connections. Independence means a lot to her due to a youth spent relying on others and being let down. This makes her resistant to most forms of help, which puts her in many tricky situations. Lilacpaw has matured a lot these past moons, but this doesn't exactly make her the life of the party. An old soul who likely gets along better with much older cats. She tries to be respectful to her superiors and struggles to reign in her smart mouth.
Serinpaw
↠ 10 moons - molly - Blaze ♡ This molly is of short stature, and is somewhat pudgy. She has light brown tabby fur. Her muzzle and paws are dipped in white, along with her chest and underbelly. She has blue eyes.
As a dreamer, Serin can be labeled as naive. She tends to be trusting and is warm towards most cats. She doesn't have the stronger self-preservation instincts, preferring to view everything with rose-covered glasses. Furthermore, she always has an overwhelming need to help others; even if they don't want her help. The young molly can be pushy. And without a doubt, she can be plucky at times. It's not often that she will shy from a situation. - - -
Windpaw
↠ 9 moons - tom - little blu ♥ His average build is hidden by thick fur, making him appear bigger than he actually is. Windpaw has light, dusty gray fur with the faintest tabby stripes on his face and legs. The markings on his tail and around his paws are much more pronounced. He has a pair of striking baby blues which are surrounded by white highlights. His hind right paw is twisted slightly outwards, from an instance where he broke it as a kitten.
Windpaw is a cold tom, with a meticulous mind. There is very little that gets by him and his sharp judgment. The tomcat has lived in a cat-eat-cat world, where there is little room for weakness or mercy. From a young age, he was taught that only the strong survive and he has yet to find a flaw in his teachings. His pain tolerance is rather high, he doesn't complain about much. He's a cynical one, with little dependence on emotions. He keeps his claws sharp and his mind sharper, always preparing and expecting the worst out of others. Trust doesn't come easily to Windpaw at all, there are probably very few that he would let at his back. He has these walls that he's built around himself that he's careful about not letting anyone breech. He has a small circle of friends that he would do anything for. It's rare for Windpaw to relax with others but when he does, he can actually be a sarcastic, witty tom.- - -
Rainpaw ↠ 9 moons - tom - seafall Rainpaw is a dark grey grey tabby tom of solid built with a white muzzle and chest and grey-blue eyes.
Rainpaw is a rather polite, diplomatic and honest tom, if sometimes quite mischievous and unexpectedly over-excited over small things. He aspires to become an honorable warrior and upholds the warrior code very strictly, which can sometimes lead to small frictions with his fellow apprentices. He is however uncomfortable with direct confrontation and afraid of hurting someone's feelings.
He was a well protected and slightly naive kit, who started admiring the warriors and especially Russetfeather from an early age and believed that nothing bad could ever happen.
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Snowpaw ↠ she-cat - 9 moons - seafall Snowpaw is a lithe light grey, almost silvery tabby she cat with a white fluffy tail tip, belly and two white spots on her forehead. Contrasting her brother, she is an out-going, cheeky and fiery she-cat with seemingly endless energy. However she can be quite moody, especially when she is hungry or tired and doesn't care to hide her feelings behind manners or diplomacy. She is loyal and rushes head-first into trouble along with her friends.
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Conkerpaw
↠ 8 moons - male - Dustfeather
Medium-sized black and white tom. The bulk of his body is black, with a white chin, chest, and socks. Has large, clumsy feet that he hasn't quite grown into yet, and a round face with curious, owl-like yellow eyes.
Conkerpaw is a bright and enthusiastic apprentice who tends to act before thinking. As such, he often gets himself into sticky situations and has had to be rescued a few times. Despite his brashness, he has a good heart and wants to be everyone's friend, much to the dismay of some of his more aloof Clanmates. He's an optimist with a thirst for adventure, but can get very distressed if someone close to him is unexpectedly hurt or ill. - - -
Daffodilpaw
↠ 7 moons - molly - ✦Western Foxes ✦
A broad shouldered fluffy white and ginger she-cat with dark pale green eyes with a hot pink nose and paws.
DaffodilPaw is a spoiled and hot-tempered she-cat. She complains when something isn't her way. She is straight up disrespectful and judgmental. - - -
Rustpaw
↠ 6 moons - tom - 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
Rustpaw is a young, long-legged, ginger-and-white tom with deep amber eyes. He has tabby stripes in his ginger patches. His nose is pink.
Rustpaw is nervous little thing. He is one of the younger apprentices and doesn't quite know where his place is in the clan. He doesn't know how other's perceive him as, and is very soft-spoken and shy when he's put in groups with his fellow clan members.
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Wolfkit ↠ 6 Moons - Female - ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Wolfkit is your classic, quintessential tabby cat. Her coat is a warm brown color, and stripped all across it are busy black tabby stripes. She has a black tail tip, and slightly longer ears than normal. Her eyes are a muddy, yellowish green, and she has a very small white patch on her chest. Wolfkit isn't the large powerhouse that her father is, she's in fact, a bit on the small side. She has a lean build, having some of the broadness in her shoulders that Beartuft has, but not having the large paws to really wallop any opponent.
Wolfkit is an energetic young cat with a seemingly endless well of energy. It takes a lot to tire this little one out, her mind is always rolling, and her paws are always moving. Though despite her energy, and eagerness to please, she doesn't listen well to orders and has a tendency to wiggle out of every responsibility that is thrown at her. She doesn't seem to have the attention, or the desire to learn, she would rather learn her own way by trail and error. Her emotional gauge is a little out of whack, Wolfkit feels things a lot stronger than most people. Therefor, she can be euphorically happy, or as soon as something bad happens, she can easily throw herself into fear, or deep sadness. Because of this, she has a reputation for being a cry baby, a moniker she doesn't like.
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Quietstorm ↠ 110 moons - tom - Blaze ♡ Bulky tom with grey flecks appearing on his face as he is getting up on his age. He is a dark silver with thin mackerel tabby markings, with white socks on his legs, chest and underbelly. He has a blaze between his dark blue eyes, with a white muzzle painting his face.
When most first heard about Quietstorm, they imagine him being a quiet tom. It isn't an incorrect assumption, but it's not truly correct either. Snarky, opinionated, and reserved can be words to describe this older tom. He isn't prone to speaking to acquaintances; but he believes in rational and logical thought. He is the type that needs all the facts and sees rushing into a situation foolish. And he isn't afraid to correct his clan mates. Quietstorm will almost always speak the truth.
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- - - Maize ↠ 19 moons - molly - Blaze ♡
Swift and graceful, Maize looks like a fluffy cloud minus her ginger splotches. She has thick and plush fur that is white as snow. She has ginger tabby splashes along her back and flanks, with a few marks on her tail and head. Sitting above the splash of ginger on her muzzle are two deep amber eyes. Her fluff gives her the illusion of being a large cat; however, she truly is of short stature.
In general, Maize is a passive feline. This molly doesn't seem to a mean bone in her body. She is typically all smiles and purrs with others. A social butterfly, she enjoys having fun and being among the other cats. She tends to believe the gentle touch is the way to go and doesn't believe harsh words or actions are anyway to go about ensuring your goals. However, when needed, Maize can raise to the occasion to protect herself and the ones that have her loyalty.
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Zero ↠ 20 moons - tom - little blu ♥
Painfully thin oriental shorthair, complete with a prominent nose and wide, floppy ears. He has thin white fur, which is patched with a dark, ruddy brown. Zero has a gangly build that is only emphasized by his long legs and tail. His eyes are a deep mossy green. The inside of his ears, his paw-pads, and his nose is all bright pink. He has the body of a runner, but is more likely to trip over his own paws.
Zero is a gentle soul, with the biggest heart. He's not the bravest or smartest tom out there but he tries to make up for his faults with kindness. The world scares him, and he would never run headfirst into danger. His greatest fear is undeniably being abandoned or rejected, stemming from a harsh kithood. For such a large tom, he has almost the mind of a kit - innocent and full of wonder. If at first he doesn't succeed, he will try and try again. He genuinely seeks out to better himself and while he may be a slow learner - he won't give up. He tends to daydream and get lost in his own little world, which doesn't lend him the best attention span.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 8, 2022 13:53:57 GMT -5
overflow save 3
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 8, 2022 14:30:43 GMT -5
overflow save 4
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 8, 2022 23:48:41 GMT -5
oh hey, you guys can post on here if anyone wants to start writing their starters.
I'll likely get mine up tomorrow evening c:
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Post by ✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦ on Mar 9, 2022 11:46:03 GMT -5
(cool! Imma start later)
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ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Pronouns: They/Them | She/Her
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 9, 2022 13:33:49 GMT -5
(Will try to get up responses as soon as I can! ^^' Brain isn't exactly working on the creative end right now.)
Wolfkit with Name
At the Fallen Log
@ tag
The once tiny Wolfkit had really sprung up like a weed this past moon or so. She was a late bloomer, that's for sure, but even though she was 6 moons old she still acted like she were 3. This log used to feel so much bigger! She thought to herself as she sprang up and landed on the top. She never used to be able to do that before! Now all of the nooks and crannies within the bark she used to be able to squeeze into were way too big for her! A frown touched her muzzle, she was... growing up! Is this what it's like growing up? Not being able to fit into stuff anymore? She thought to herself in anguish.
Pretty soon she'd be as big as her dad, not able to even fit inside a nest anymore. A haunting feeling left the kit for a moment, the cold realization that growing up meant that there'd be a lot of other stuff that made her feel like this too. She was already the age of an apprentice, Ospreystar would make her one any day now! She had to try to get in as much playtime as possible before people start expecting her to work for stuff. Completely ignorant of her protective fathers kind eye, the tabby went back to pouncing all over the log, entertaining herself by kicking a ball of moss around and chasing it.
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Fogpool with Maize
Craven's Forest
Blaze ♡
New-leaf air... Fogpool drank in the comforting, familiar scent of the ocean breeze. Finally, with all this warmth the snow will finally melt. Make the water less chilly, too. The fluffy, beautiful molly cast her gaze across the ocean. With the wind still high, she concluded that it was too unsafe still to (Might remove this) take her apprentince here. That had been what she had set out to do when she awoke that morning, but now that she thought about it more, it was probably for an excuse to leave camp for a while. A soft, quiet sigh left the reserved molly, who even now that she knew she was alone, still flicked her eyes around quickly in case anyone heard her release such a sigh.
The mollys thoughts had been running away with her recently... Thoughts and insecurities that she thought she had pushed down and dealt with always found a way to show their ugly faces back up in her life. What could have I of done differently...? As soon as the thought touched her mind she reflexively sunk her claws into the sand. She shoved the thought away, 'lest it start a trail that turned into a spiral, that turned into a pit she couldn't crawl out of.
She shook her head as if to clear it and turned away from the coast. She should just head back to camp, daily duties would be given out soon, no doubt. As her paws began to take her further into the territory, the sand turned to dense undergrowth. The forest floor, springy with moss, the morning light dim due to the thickness of the canopy above. With grace, the silver molly maneuvered through the forest, not making a sound as her paws fell in between the fallen leaves and twigs... Very unlike whatever she just heard bumbling through the forest. Instantly her head snapped towards the sound of someone moving around her. Her ears pinned, she parted her jaws and took in a long drag... The soft, fatty scent of a kitty-pet tickled her senses. Though, it was drowned out by the various smells of the earth; grass and soil and leaves. It was likely traveling for a while, which could be the only way she could feasibly imagine a kitty-pet being out here in the first place. There were far enough away from two-legs that the clan rarely had to deal with them...
Regardless, she shrunk down, following the scent trail and the sound of paw steps against the forest floor. Eventually, the silver molly brushed aside a fern with her cheek, peeking out at a fluffy calico molly bounding onward. Her thick fur made her look like quite a large opponent, of course, not one that Fogpool couldn't deal with. She waited, stalking the calico figure, hiding her silvery pelt within patches of snow that the shadow-covered ground hadn't quite melted yet, just waiting - observing, waiting for an opportune moment to catch the outsider off guard.
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Northwind with Name
In camp
@ Tag
Northwind could normally be found hiding somewhere around camp. He liked to stick to the places that weren't used as much. And he liked that the camp was so open, it was easy to plan an escape, you just run. The tom was laying a few feet away and behind the warriors den, cast in the shade of the den, the massive, expanding pile of fur shrunk down, tucking his paws underneath him, keeping them warm against the cold forest ground. The tabby tom blinked, looking at the camp from a distance, almost as if stalking those he could see. Anytime that anyone cast their gaze even near his direction, the tom directed his head downward, and looked away. He didn't want to give the impression that he wanted to talk to anyone, because he didn't know if he could talk to anyone.
Talking sometimes came with confrontation - and when it wasn't that it was nerve wracking thinking of what the other person is thinking about you while you're failing to strike up a conversation. That being said, he still liked to watch what others were doing around him...
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Bluerose with Name
The Healers Den
@ Tag
I haven't gotten his starter yet. D:
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 9, 2022 22:49:41 GMT -5
 Poppypounce
at the hut
A giggle escaped from the calico molly as she started to slip down one of the rocks lying around the rut. Her claws made a scraping noise as she slides down. Right before she reached the bottom, she gathered strength in her haunches and launched herself upon another rock.
Poppypounce's amber eyes were bright. She titled her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sea breeze ruffling through her fur and the warmth of the sun rays. It was a peaceful day... at least, for this molly. This place was her happy place. She could hear the ocean crashing against the rocks a short ways away. And beyond the potential adders, it was a great place.
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 Beartuft
camp, near the fallen log
mentions: wolfkit
The warrior was resting quietly. He was laying close by the fallen log, his legs tucked neatly underneath of him. His green eyes drifted lazily around camp, watching his clanmates wander around the clearing.
However, most of his attention was focused towards his daughter. Wolfkit was playing around the fallen log. Beartuft knew she didn't need to be supervised anymore. But something pulled at his paternal instincts to stick close. She was so close to receiving her apprentice name and then, it would be almost impossible to keep an eye on her. It was something his brother snickered at whenever Beartuft confessed how worried he was.
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 Maize
somewhere in craven's forest
The former kittypet was humming under her breath, as she prodded along. Her feathery tail swishing behind her, as she muttered to herself, "It's fine, everything is fin-," there was a snap behind her. The ginger and white molly jumped and whipped her head over to look over her shoulder, sniffing at the air. Nothing was there. Just her nerves coming back to haunt her. "Fine, it's all fine."
She took a deep breath to center herself. "I did this. It was a good idea, and maybe I am going crazy," Maize sighed, glancing up to the sky with a slight remorseful look. She was starting to talk to herself. The last time she had had spoken to a cat was a rogue outside the city, who helped her figure out how to actually hunt before giving her well wishes on her travels.
The well-wishes were running out. Maize really thought she would have found something after traveling for the past moon. It felt hopeless, perhaps she should curl up and die. This seemed like a nice forest for that.
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 Pikesplash
camp. near the warrior's den
Srnnk.
A loud snore escaped from Pikesplash, startling the tom awake. He rolled up onto his belly, blinking blearily. He glanced around camp, feeling tiredness weighing down on him. He could easily go back to sleep, where he couldn't give any cares in the world. Sleep was peaceful existence.
That nap must have really been something. The spotted tabby released a yawn and slowly stretched his front legs forward, flexing his claws into the soft soil before. He shifted back, rolling back onto his side, stretching himself out into a curved horizontal line. Pikesplash purred in content as his muscles stretched and relaxed. Within a moment, the spotted warrior was sitting up and licking his paw, drawing it over his ear. Always had to look your best.
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Post by ✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦ on Mar 10, 2022 13:34:37 GMT -5
(Are we allowed to rp rn??  Also Waterseeker can apprentice Daffodilpaw) And Serinpaw can be mentored by Wolfhowl if you want since she doesnt have a mentor yet) |
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ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Pronouns: They/Them | She/Her
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 10, 2022 16:30:22 GMT -5
(I think we can Swift! ^.^ I'll be getting up my starters here in one second!)
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Post by ✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦ on Mar 14, 2022 9:11:28 GMT -5
(Alright!)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 14, 2022 11:45:42 GMT -5
Sorry guys! I had a busy weekend. I’ll get my replies up tonight <3
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 14, 2022 21:43:05 GMT -5
Pausing for a moment, Maize stilled. Her head titled to the side as she heard something in the distance. Typical forest noses... and there was something else. Crashing? The former house cat was confused. It sounded something similar to water, but it wasn't anything she ever heard before. Her amber eyes sparking with interest. Her paws steered her in the direction of the coast.
She was obvious to the clan cat stalking her. The molly had barely understood how to hunt; tracking scents wasn't her strong suit.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 14, 2022 21:45:45 GMT -5
(Are we allowed to rp rn?? Also Waterseeker can apprentice Daffodilpaw) And Serinpaw can be mentored by Wolfhowl if you want since she doesnt have a mentor yet)
and I rather have either Shy or I rp your oc's mentor. It makes rp more interesting.
you can choose whoever you want from my characters ~
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Post by ✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦ on Mar 15, 2022 6:46:32 GMT -5
(Alright!
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Post by ✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦ on Mar 15, 2022 6:48:47 GMT -5
DaffodilPaw
Daffodilpaw lay in the center of the apprentice den. Laying under the sight of the shrub. The grumpy she-cat, let out a annoyed growl. At this sight, noticing her well-groomed pelt was ruined by training with her mentor. She furiously gave her pelt a lick, not wanting to bother to do her training. She can just force Ospreystar to make her a warrior already if she wanted too! "Argh!" she hissed, the small but wet dirt was clinging to her white pelt. "I hate this!" she growled.
Fishcatcher
Fishcatcher leaned close to the water, watching from inside of the misty blue gates of the clear blue ocean. He sheathed his claws, to see a slight big fish swimming nearby with a small tide of other fish following it. Fishcatcher licked his jaws, and crouched low, waiting for the fish to be exposed to the surface from the tides. Luckily for him, the waves and the tides aren't that strong today. He can just swim in there to get them. The fish slowly popped from the small current of water, STRIKE! Fishcatcher leaped into through the salty water. The fish took slow enough to react. Fishcatcher splashed in the water, as water filled in his ears. Water engulfed him, and filled his pelt. He opened his mouth, and sank his teeth into a scatterly swift and most likely squirmy object. He opened his eyes to see a slight small fish in his jaws. As the other fish vanished quick, in disappointment he wanted to get the bigger fish. But he noticed he was sinking, as he wiggled in the water. Giving the fish a killing bite into the fish, as it was motionless. Small blood flow from the fish. He wiggled around, and swam back to the surface. And leaped out, from the water. His pelt was soak and wet, and he smelled of salt. He dropped the fish from his jaws, as it lay flat on the ground. That fish can only feed off for at least one kit. Fishcatcher let out a sigh, he had enough of fishing today. (He lives to his name 
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 18, 2022 21:23:16 GMT -5
[ whew, it's been a long week guys.
i am back again to replies, if yall still around  ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 18, 2022 22:16:37 GMT -5
A yawn escaped from the tabby's jaws, as she awoke to grumbling. Her green eyes blinked open to peer at the younger molly, stressing in the middle of the den. Just a normal day, Serinpaw thought, watching Daffodilpaw with a calm and serene expression on her face.
"Aww don't say that, Daffodilpaw," Serinpaw smoothed, pushing herself to her paws and padding over towards the prickly feline. She could see that her fellow den mate was getting frustrated, "I'll help you," she gave a firm nod before brushing away some dirt with a gentle swipe of her paw.
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Genderfluid
ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ
Pronouns: They/Them | She/Her
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 19, 2022 0:38:18 GMT -5
(-peeks in- ^.^ I still here!)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 19, 2022 14:10:11 GMT -5
hey!
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Aromantic
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
gojo. that is all.
Pronouns: she/her, they/them
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Post by 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 on Mar 20, 2022 17:15:42 GMT -5
hey hey! does anyone have a kitty open for springrain or ebonystream?//
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Post by little blu ♥ on Mar 20, 2022 18:21:45 GMT -5
[ here are my starters!
i used your format, Blaze, i hope you don't mind! c:
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 , i have some open characters if you want! ^^ ] Russetfeather
returning to camp
with open
Rabbit hunting was not Russetfeather's favorite activity. The molly was still struggling to collect her breath after the lengthy chase it took to capture the gray menace. "Leave the rabbits to the younger warriors, Russ," she grumbled around the thick fur, giving a slight shake of her head. While not the most senior of warriors, the tri-colored she-cat wasn't a young grasshopper anymore. Her amber eyes slid to the thick brush that surrounded the camp, which she was rapidly approaching. A wave of relief rushed through her at being so close to home.
Following the distinct worn path, slipping through the thick undergrowth, popping out beside the healer's den and nursery. The familiar scents of her clan-mates wrapped around her like a warm embrace and Russetfeather couldn't help but purr quietly. She padded to the fresh-kill pile with haste, eager to drop off the heavy prey. While thin from leaf-bare, she hoped the rabbit would feed more than a few hungry mouths. Otherwise, all her running would have been in vain. The warrior set down her kill and backed away a few tail-lengths in order to finish catching her breath.
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in camp
with open
A scoff escaped the solid gray cat as she watched Russetfeather pant. Catching a measly rabbit had reduced the older warrior to... that? Cinderscale shook her head and primly lifted a paw, drawing it over her ear. It's not like the hare was even that large, it could maybe feed two or three apprentices. The older feline should have focused on smaller, less agile prey. The molly dutifully continued her grooming, resting in the sunlight beside the warrior's den. Even with the chilly breeze, the faint golden rays felt lovely against her coat.
Cinderscale had already been out on dawn-patrol earlier, so now she was taking a moment to rest before possibly being sent out again. Which left her plenty of time to do her favorite hobby - people watch. Keeping an eye on her clan-mates and an ear open for gossip was something the molly enjoyed almost as much as patrolling. She returned to watching Wolfkit pounce along the fallen log energetically. The kit had plenty of vigor. Ospreystar should really make her an apprentice, so that all that energy went into something a bit more worthwhile than playing. That was just her opinion though.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Shellheart
at the hut
with Poppypounce [Blaze ♡ ]
Two shimmering fish swung from his mouth by their tails as the tomcat padded further away from the coast. His pelt was still dripping wet, clinging to his muscular frame. A burst of wind sent a shiver down Shellheart's spine, reminding the tom that he needed to dry off. This wasn't greenleaf and the weather still wasn't quite warm enough for a leisurely stroll with soaked fur. As he was passing by the Hut, he caught the sound of a giggle.
Curious, the black and white tom leaped onto a crumbling part of the wall, his eyes scanning the area. A flash of calico fur drew his eye and the tom set down his fish. "Poppypounce! You look like you're having fun," he called out, his muzzle pulling into an instinctive grin, "Taunting some adders, huh? I always knew you were a brave one." Shellheart relaxed as the more direct sunlight seeped into his pelt, keeping him from catching a chill.
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in healer's den
with Bluerose [ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ ]
The sweet scent of the lavender she carried soothed Sunshine's frayed nerves. Running into Windpaw at the Lost Tree hadn't been on her agenda when the molly went searching for herbs. His gruff demeanor and cold stare still loomed in her mind. Giving herself a firm shake, the honey-colored tabby padded into the healer's den, searching for Bluerose. A shy smile touched her face as she spotted the blind tom.
"Bluerose, I brought you some lavender," she mewed quietly after setting down the purple flowers. Sunshine had come across the fresh herbs yesterday while on a patrol. Since she couldn't have grabbed them without Cinderscale clawing her ears off, she'd had to wait until today. The older molly intimidated the young warrior like no other - except Ospreystar of course.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Windpaw
at the lost tree
with open
He had unsettled Sunshine; he was sure of it. To be honest, he hadn't meant to be so cold, she'd just come for some herbs for StarClan's sake. But Windpaw didn't know how to be friendly or even approachable. Rolling his pale blue eyes, the tom dug his claws further into the bark of the fallen tree. Pine bark was slippery, and he nearly slid backwards before getting a firmer grip.
Weak. The echo of his father's words rattled in his brain. Anger built up in his chest and Windpaw let out a snarl as he forced himself higher into the tree. His struggle wasn't something new - he'd never been a skilled climber. Which is why he practiced on the Lost Tree instead of a living one. You're slipping, Whinepaw. Duskshade had been dead for two moons and he still wouldn't leave his son's head.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Zero
in craven's forest
with open
Oh, Zero knew he shouldn't have stopped to look at those flowers! His large ears flopped as he searched desperately for any sight of Maize. The forest was alive around him, birds calling and leaves rustling... but no ginger and white fluff. "M-Maize?" he called out tentatively, wincing when his voice echoed off the trees and bounced back to him. How could he have gotten so distracted?
"Those flowers tricked me!" he pouted, casting said plants an arch glare. Then he instantly felt bad, his ears and tail drooping. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," his voice was barely a whisper. Zero took a step forward, straining for Mazie's scent, and caught his foot on a root. Tumbling into a soft clump of ferns, the dark brown and white tom let out a loud 'oof'. Oh, he hoped he found his friend soon.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 21, 2022 17:37:00 GMT -5
Hearing her name called, the young molly glanced towards whatever her clan mate. Shellheart, her mind supplied her, and Poppypounce returned the black & white tom's grin with one of her own. "Hey Shellheart... and you look wet," the calico snickered, her amber eyes filled with amusement as she took in his appearance. There were water droplets dripping off him. "Trying out a new fishing technique?" she teased.
Yet instead of scrambling down from her position to great her clanmate like a normal cat would. The molly leaped to another rock and peered down at Shellheart. "Adders aren't scary," she meowed, dismissively. The potential of being bite was something that never on her mind. "You just have to be faster than them and not step on the wrong rocks," she went on, like it was common knowledge. For Poppypounce, it was since she spent hours and hours out here; even as an apprentice.
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that's fine with me <3
i just realized that the code is a bit wonky. oops xD
there were used to be a solid boarder around the name/location/tag area and a background image underneath the transparent text box
the original code used to include a fixed BG image
div style="width:55%;margin:auto;padding:10px;background-attachment:fixed;background-position:bottom;border-bottom:1px black dashed;
you can delete this part to make it look less messy. it won't mess with the code. eversnow
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hello moto
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Post by ✦ GreatSwiftFoxz太阳的✦ on Mar 22, 2022 8:47:03 GMT -5
DAFFODILPAW TO SERINPAW Blaze ♡/font] "My beautiful pelt is already ruined! Why couldn't it make it worst for you to ruin it more! Argh! Whatever! Just do it!" Daffodil paw angrily snapped.
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Aromantic
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
gojo. that is all.
Pronouns: she/her, they/them
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Post by 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 on Mar 22, 2022 16:43:45 GMT -5
little blu ♥ mind if I throw springrain at cinderscale?//
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