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busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 12:27:09 GMT -5
A B O U T
:max_bytes(150000):strip_icc()/GettyImages-170074807-fc568317496947adb9a5dec71be44380.jpg) Effervescentclan was created from a group of cats that broke off from a rogue group many many seasons ago. The leader was cruel and tyrannical, killing those who opposed him, even his own kits. After that his mate turned against him, a she-cat named Dream, who got several others of the group on her side and together they met up one night and left, traveling for many moons before finding the land that would become Effervescentclan. Dream was the first leader of the clan and only had one other kit in her lifetime after her ex-mate killed the rest, one of the most prominent and respected bloodlines in the clan still being hers.
The members of this clan are diverse, with both short and long fur and ranging in colors and sizes. With the nearby two-leg place there are certain specific breeds and breed traits that have been introduced to the clan, causing even more diversity. Most cats of this clan do develop a thicker coat in leaf-bare though and many of them have at least a slight webbing to help with the more water-logged areas of the territory.
R U L E S
 ⤕ General. You must follow all forum rules, any breaking of a forum rule is grounds for immediate deletion from the clan.
⤕ Activity. I ask that you post as least twice a week. I get life is busy, mine gets hectic really quick and sometimes I don’t even have a chance to give notice. If you are going to be gone awhile and can give notice then I ask that you do. If you are not active for up to two weeks without notice then instead of deleting characters these forms will simply be saved in a different location for if and when you return, you need only ask and they will be re-added to the allegiances.
⤕ Joining and Character Creation. I ask that you try to be realistic with your character designs but you may be a bit out of the box with your choice of names, I will just have to clear any very out of place names and some may not be cleared so if I do ask you to change the name, I mean no offense. Don’t be afraid to make family members of current member’s characters and feel free to ask about any crush or mate pairings.
⤕ Respect. As with any rp I expect you to respect everyone. Please keep arguments in character and if you do have an issue with someone, send me a private message about it and we’ll figure it out together without any fighting or flaring tempers.
⤕ Out-of-Character vs In-Character Differences. The main big thing of this rule is word choice. When in character keep your vocab to what the clan would know and be aware of and use proper choice of word for what they would call something (if you’re not sure just ask). There is also to be no cussing or foul-language, the only ones accepted are in-character ones such as mouse-brain, fox-dung, etc.
⤕ Relationships. Touched on slightly in joining. Relationships are encouraged and you need only read through the character forms to find out who is open to family and other relationships and who is not. Feel free to mate characters that fit any of these and never be scared to add in a little family drama.
⤕ Plots and Events. I have a hard time coming up with good plots and such so if you ever have any ideas for one please feel free to tell me about it. Feel free to add in small minor events for drama (such as injuries) but please ask first before trying to have any bigger events (fire, fox attack, etc.).
⤕ Literacy. This is a semi-literate roleplay so I ask you to use proper grammar and spelling. It is also very hard to respond to only one or two lines of rp so I ask that you try to have at least 4 sentences per character, though three is accepted now and then if you really don’t have anything else to add.
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busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 12:58:01 GMT -5
T E R R I T O R Y
 Effervescentclan makes its home across a large territory that encompasses several different habitats. A temperate mixed forest, marshes that turn into wetlands, rivers, plains, and a rocky plateau are all featured, each one holding its own similarities and differences, and its own rewards and perils. Starting with the forest, this location is found along the southwestern parts of the territory, stretching slightly across to the east before dropping off into marshland further toward the eastern border. Following the marsh north along the eastern border the marsh extends for a short time before changing into wetlands that span for most of the northeastern part of the territory. Bordering these wetlands, part of the marsh, and the rest of the exposed edge of the forest is a set of open fields that flow up through the rest of the land, only being cut through by a raised, rocky plateau toward the northwestern corner of the territory. The wetlands, forest, and fields all continue past the borders on each of their respective borders and about a quarter of a day's journey past the northwestern border is a small sized two-leg place.
Warrior's Folly Plateau:
The rocky area of the territory toward the northwestern corner of the territory is known as the Warrior’s Folly. This area was used as a quarry before and is littered with ditches, holes, and plenty of others tripping and falling hazards. Several warriors and apprentices have sprained and twisted limbs or even broken them entirely while not being careful in this area. It is not advised for apprentice’s to came here alone as there is also a large presence of snakes
Dream's Pool:
This pool is located on the farther side of the wetlands from the forest and is a single pool that is sectioned off from the rest and surrounded by large reeds and along the surface are several lily pads. The pool is actually a deep hole that leads down several fox-lengths, the water keeps moving and fish are able to come in and out through a tunnel in the ground further down the hole. At night there are tons of fireflies that come out in this area and it’s popular as a nighttime date spot or simply as a daily fishing spot. It is not advised to swim down into it as the current from the tunnel could suck you in. Named after Dream, the original leader of the clan and the one who found the pool, it is well-known that she was a skilled fisher and swimmer.
Two-leg Place:
About half a day's journey past the northwestern border of the territory is a small two-leg place. It’s a small one with a market area that is the center, with the dens built out around it and a few small gravel paths that the monsters use crisscrossing here and there and a single larger dirt path that the monsters use to leave and return to the two-leg place, this path leads further away from the territory. Several kittypets live here as well as a small group of loners that mostly keep to themselves. Watch out though since there are also quite a few dogs here, several of which being very large; and the two-legs don’t really keep an eye on them.
C A M P  The camp is located in the forest, just a short distance from the fields but further up from the marsh that extends on into the wetlands. A medium sized river leads up to the location from the marsh before the water is stopped by a huge fallen oak tree. The riverbed beyond extends for a few fox-lengths before sloping down into a large circular dip that used to be a pond but has dried up since the storm that caused the fall of the tree. After finding the location rocks, muds, and branches were added around the tree in any and all cracks or weak points to reinforce it.
Entrance and Fresh-Kill Pile:
The entrance to the camp is actually the tree that acts as the dam. To leave camp one has to climb up the tree and then walk along it and then through a thick line of bushes that surround the edge of the dip that is the camp. A set of notches have been carved out from the wood over time from continuous climbing, giving easy footholds for elders if they wish to still leave camp. The dens are all dug out caves with short, shallow decline tunnels into them, (short as in maybe one average cat length), and can all be made bigger if necessary by digging them out, it’s just a long process as the den cannot be used during it and any dug away dirt must be moved out of the den using large ferns that the dirt is piled onto and then drug away on.
The fresh-kill pile is near the entrance but a little further into camp, being placed just to the right of where the riverbed ends and the pondbed begins. It’s marked by a shallow dug dip where the prey is piled. Prey is never kept for more than two days during the warm months and never for more than four days during the cold months (unless prey gets extremely scarce).
Leader’s Den and The Moss Rock:
The leader’s den is placed a couple fox-lengths past the fresh-kill pile and is marked by a large sized stone with bright green moss growing on one side of it. The den itself is a simple dug out cave that was made big enough to hold about five cats comfortably, six if you squeeze in. Not just the leader sleeps here but their mate(s) too. The Moss Rock is the stone that marks the den and is where the leader holds clan meetings from.
Medicine Cat Den:
Situated between the apprentices den and the nursery (but a little closer to the apprentices den) is the medicine cat den. This den is about a half size larger than the leader’s den and is namely for the purpose and use of the medicine cats as a place to diagnose or give herbs to others, sleep, and to store their main stock of herbs; which is done in little dug out notches on one wall with a different notch for each herb. Sick cats are not to sleep here or be kept here, that’s what the extra dens are for. This helps prevent the risk of medicine cats catching a sickness that another may have by being in prolonged close proximity to them, thus preventing the risk of the clan being left without a working medicine cat.
Warriors Den:
Placed to the left of the entrance when coming into camp (where the fresh-kill pile would be on right is where this den is on left). This is the largest den in the camp, able to fit up to 35 cats comfortably at the moment, it has been made bigger several times. Some warriors choose to have single nests but it is not uncommon for littermates or mates or even full families to make singular large nests to share, which comes in handy during leaf-bare especially to keep warm at night. The entrance to this den is marked by a medium sized hollow broken off tree that sits right in front of the den, leaning upwards, leaving two openings to enter through, one of either side of the log. The tree fell into the camp during a storm one time and was moved here.
Apprentices Den:
Halfway between the warriors den and the nursery is the apprentices den. Basically the same as the warriors den except this den holds up to 15 cats; the nests work in the same manner as the warriors den. There were quite a few stones and rocks littered around the dried up pond when it was originally found and these were used to mark a few of the den entrances. The entrance to this den is marked by a few of these stones, which are piled up directly to the right of it.
Nursery:
The nursery is opposite from the entrance (across camp) and is marked by a huge root that juts out slightly and belongs to a large tree on the rim of the pond’s edge right above the nursery. This root does make it where the den cannot be made any bigger toward the left side, which is where the roots of the tree sit. This den can fit up to 15 full size cats currently (keep in mind a newborn kit is about 1/5th full size and then travels up to a 6 moon old being about 2/3rd the size). If there are too many queens and kits for the den to hold then they will be allowed to make their nest in one of the extra dens.
Elder’s Den:
Is placed midway between the nursery and the leader's den. This den is marked by the rest of the stones and rocks that were around the dried up pond and is large enough to hold up to 10 cats comfortably currently. This den, unlike the others, does not have nests of any sort and instead the floor is covered in a single, thick layer of moss.
Extra Dens:
There are two extra dug out caves that are both about the same size as the leader’s den. They are placed a couple of fox-lengths to either side of the elder’s den. These are used for a lot of things. When too many kits are born in a season for the nursery (doesn’t happen too often), then these may be used as extra nurseries. They can also be used to quarantine sick cats, hold trespassers, or to simply act as extra storage for bedding or to hold extra stock of the medicine cat’s herbs.
P R E Y / P R E D A T O R S
 Common / Uncommon / Rare /
*= only hunt with 2+ warriors / != only hunt with 3+ warriors
Prey-
Mice
Birds
Shrews
Voles
Squirrels
Rabbits
Thrush
Hawks *
Bats
Fish
Lizards
Frogs
Deer !
Predators-
Foxes
Badgers
Wolves
Bears
Snakes
Hawks
Owls
Dogs
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Agender
busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 13:09:25 GMT -5
W A R R I O R / M E D I C I N E C A T C O D E
 Warrior Code (Modified)
1. Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from outside the clan, but your loyalty must remain to the Clan.
2. Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for its life.
3. A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice.
4. A cat cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice.
5. The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies or retires.
6. After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moonhigh.
7. Boundaries must be checked and marked daily.
8. No warrior may neglect a kit in pain or in danger.
9. The word of the Clan leader is the warrior code.
10. An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or it is necessary for self-defense.
11. A warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet.
Medicine Cat Code (Modified)
1. A medicine cat may take a mate.
2. A medicine cat may have kits, but only if there is another fully trained medicine cat who can still perform the main of the duties while the other is taking care of their kits
3. A medicine cat may only retire if there is another fully trained medicine cat.
4. A medicine cat shares dreams with only StarClan.
5. A medicine cat may only discuss dreams, prophecies, etc. with their leader; dreams of an otherwise prophetic nature should not be disclosed to any outside parties.
T R A D I T I O N S
 1.Festival of Remembrance:
This festival occurs at the start of green-leaf every year and is in remembrance of the creation of the clan and the gaining of freedom by the original members of the clan. It is marked by several days of preparation in which the camp is decorated with all manner of flowers, stones, feathers, and any other unique, cool, or pretty looking items or decorations. A large amount of prey is also caught and collected and different games and activities are prepared. The festival lasts throughout a two day period of feasting, games, and challenges where members can spar, challenge each other to any manner of activity, tell stories, and simply have a fun time of peace and fun. This is a huge bonding time for the clan and always helps to reinforce the connections among different clan members.
2.The Fletching’s Passage:
When a kit reaches 6 moons they must go through The Fletching's Passage, a rite of passage that aims to test a kit on if they are truly ready to be made an apprentice. Failing this does not mean you will not be made an apprentice. If they pass the kit gains the respect of their clanmates and will be permitted to become a warrior at 12 moons of age. If they do not pass then apprenticeship will be a lot harder and they will have to work diligently to gain that same respect. Not only that but those who do not pass are not made into warriors until they reach 14 moons. This rite of passage involves that the parents of the kit(s) and leader choose an agreed upon location(s) where the kit must find their own way back to camp, and they have to bring back one specified piece of prey (ex: one bird, a squirrel, etc). Not only tests abilities of survival and hunting but also those of navigation and how to follow orders.
3.The Chosen Trials:
The Chosen Trials occur at the end of an apprenticeship, before they are made into a warrior. In fact, they have to pass these trials in order to pass, no pass means no warrior name. These trials can also only be performed once a moon. They involve a large assortment of trials and the mentor of the apprentice has to choose 4 of the trials for the younger to perform. These cannot be changed, if the apprentice has to do the trials twice then they use the same 4 both times.
Trial Options:
1)Hunting- The apprentice must hunt a chosen amount of prey within a certain amount of time. Mentor’s may add extra conditions such as where the prey must be caught at or what type of prey it has to be.
2)Fighting- The apprentice must spar with one warrior of the LEADER’S CHOICE. This is the only trial choice in which the mentor has no say in the trial, except for choosing for their apprentice to partake in it.
3)Tracking- The mentor must choose another member of the clan to go out into the territory and hide, the chosen member also taking measures to hide and/or disguise their scent and make the test as possible. Their apprentice must then go out and track them down within a certain amount of time.
4)Intelligence- This is a trivia trial by any definition. The mentor, apprentice, and leader have a private meeting in the leader’s den where the apprentice is quizzed on different hunting techniques, battle moves, prey, survival tactics, and anything else that they wish to add, some may even be asked about basic herb knowledge.
5)Survival- The apprentice is taken out to a designated area beyond the borders of the territory and left there. They must survive for two days on their own, their mentor will return at dawn on the third day to retrieve them. There have been instances of apprentices dying or going missing during this trial.
6)Climbing- One of the simplest trials, the apprentice must climb to the top the tallest tree in the forest (which is located along the edge of the forest near the marsh and is a huge evergreen), retrieve an item that would have been placed there by another warrior before the trial, and bring it back down.
7)Swimming- The swimming trial spans two locations, the marsh and the wetlands. First the apprentice must traverse across the marsh along a path chosen by the mentor that has the least amount of solid land and then they have to swim across the deepest section of the wetlands.
8)Patrol Lead- The apprentice is given control over their own patrol, be it border or hunting, with the members of the patrol chosen and agreed upon by the leader and mentor. The members chosen are each questioned about the performance of the apprentice upon returning to camp.
9)Escort- The apprentice must escort a chosen member or members of the clan across the territory and then back to camp safely. Normally an elder or kit is chosen, and if a kit is chosen it is normally at least two. This is the only trial in which the mentor will trail behind the apprentice, staying hidden and out of the way unless in case of emergency.
10)Vigil- If this trial is chosen then it is performed last and is pretty simple and self-explanatory. The apprentice must sit vigil overnight and is not allowed to move or speak until dawn. They normally must sit near the entrance.
M E M B E R S  ⤕ busybee - Faunastar, Helleboretouch, Dreamfog, Goldenshade, Coffeefinch, Shroudpaw, Florastorm, Croakkit, and Dragonflystar
⤕ 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 - Rippleleaf, Sandyfox, Quickcreek, and Howlpaw
⤕ Sand - Scorchdawn, Wasplight, and Peatpaw
⤕ tumblepaw - Cricketpaw and Sunkit
⤕ aquatail - Beesong, Flakestripe, Sparrowflare, and Snowpaw
⤕ [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] - Finchpaw, Breezewing, and Marshkit
⤕ Hawkeyes258 - Greyfoot, Firehawk (more coming soon)
⤕ Dew - Ashbreeze, Dawnspirit, and Bittermeadow
⤕ ladylantsov - Rowanfire and Coastivy
⤕ 𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴𝔂 𝓑𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 - Stormfur and Fogkit
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busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 13:31:10 GMT -5
L E A D E R
Faunastar || 28 moons || She/They || busybee
This molly is a pretty, long-haired calico with large swatches of white, mid size swatches of black, and smaller swatches of ginger. She has a rounder, more compact face that slightly resembles a persian cat’s facial shape. Her fur plumes out around her neck and chest like a small mane of sorts and the fur along her front legs is shorter than anywhere else. She has long white claws and whiskers and a pink nose and paw pads, as well as a large, prominent scar all the way down her right side; her eyes are a dull amber hue with a dark brown ring around the pupils. Very unsure of herself right now she worries over every decision she makes and stalls on some decisions so long that she still hasn’t chosen a deputy after a full week of being leader. She’s a kind molly who has made many friends, though some feel that she may be too young to be leader and she knows this. Her hopes are to become a great leader for her clan like Dragonflystar was and to maybe even one day have some kits of her own. || Faunastar was born alongside her sister Florastorm and two littermates, though she has other siblings from former litters; her litter is the last of her parent’s kits. She has always had a high sense of pride and responsibility as well as a keen sense of leadership, being the oldest of her litter and the one who often led them in games or adventures growing up. She passed the Fletchling’s Passage and as an apprentice she excelled at hunting but was a little poor at fighting, working hard to make up for it and becoming a warrior at 12 moons old, her Chosen Trials having been hunting, tracking, vigil, and swimming. As a warrior she continued to excel and was given her first apprentice at 20 moons old. Shortly after that apprentice became a warrior the old deputy died and Faunastar, at that time Faunagrove, was made into the deputy. Dragonflystar got extremely sick shortly after though and has recently passed, leaving her to become Faunastar.
Sister- Florastorm || Open to crush that is planned to develop into mates. Just ask.
D E P U T Y
Open to applicants.
Will choose when we have at least four members.
M E D I C I N E - C A T ( 2 / 3 )
Rippleleaf || 56 moons || he/him || 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
Rippleleaf is a tall and slender tom with long, shaggy fur. His coat is dark gray, almost black, with classic tabby markings that dance all over his body. A black line extends from his nose to his tail tip. His eyes are a striking yellow. Though he may seem tall and intimidating, Rippleleaf is a calm and collected cat. He’s an unbiased and rational thinker, and doesn’t participate in idle clan gossip. There are more important tasks as a medicine cat. He is more on the reserved side and isn’t close to many cats, not even his kits. Despite his rather distant attitude, he’d lay his life down in order to save his clanmates. || Born a clan cat, Rippleleaf was never interested in the life of the warrior. The idea of fighting and hunting never appealed to him as a kit, and instead chose the life of a medicine cat. He took on a mate, Stormlily, not too long after receiving his warrior name. She died to green cough, and the tom never really got over not being able to save her. Therefore, falling into a depression and distancing himself from their children. He regrets not forming a bond, knowing she would disapprove, but is unsure how to change it.
Son is Shroudpaw and ?? || Open! Will most likely be a slow-burn.
Helleboretouch || 37 moons || she/her || busybee
Originally born to a breeder, this feline is a Russian blue by breed and has a tuxedo coat pattern to be general about it. In more depth, she has short, soft, deep blue/gray fur that only has the slightest hint of the "blue". Her tuxedo markings are bright, vibrant white and sit asymmetrically, with her entire chest and underbelly being white along with her toes on her front paws and the lower half of her leg on her back legs, the irregularity coming in along her chin where it stretches further up one side than the other. Seeming to want to keep the asymmetry she also sports two different colored eyes, with the left being a gorgeous, lighter sapphire blue and the right a pleasant leaf green. Now while this molly does have a healing touch, she does not have a kind streak, in fact quite the opposite. She is best known for being very to the point and abrupt, not one to sugar coat things and living by a "better to just rip the band-aid off" type of thinking. Coming off as rude to others, she's really just set in her thinking and won't take disrespect or stupidity, and she will definitely tell you straight to your face if she thinks whatever you said or did is stupid. Truly she does care for her clanmates dearly and would do everything in her power to help each and every one of them should they need her. || This molly was not born in the clan, instead being born in two-leg place far away before being taken away by a two-leg from her mother to the two-leg place near the clan. She managed to escape one night and ran away, running and and running. She wandered for a good while before crossing into Effervescentclan's territory where she was found and brought to the clan. At the time her name was Hellebore, named after her mother's favorite flower, and she wished to keep it but did choose to adapt it to a clan name and became Helleborekit. Never showing any interest in the warriors the kit would trail after the medicine cats, always trying to learn things and even try and help them carry things when they would let her. She eventually became a medicine cat apprentice and excelled in her training, making great strides early and showing she had a truly magical touch for the art of healing and so upon gaining her full name she became Helleboretouch. Staying loyal to the clan to this day she loves it dearly and is thankful to have been found that day by them.
Not open || Open to mate or crush
Open M E D I C I N E - C A T - A P P R E N T I C E ( 0 / 2 )
Finchpaw || 13 moons || They/Them || [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X]
Finchpaw is a light gray medium-haired cat. Their eyes are a piercing amber, often adding to the intensity of their stare. They are quiet, keep to themselves, and can easily be sucked down a rabbit hole of their hyper-interest. They relish being able to learn as much as possible about one subject, preferring to be an expert in one thing over a general knowledge in many things. Because of their introverted nature, they are not as close to their siblings as Howlpaw and Shroudpaw are to each other. || At a young age, they were closer to their mother, often spending time with her over playing out in the camp with their siblings. While they were always fascinated with herbs, their mother’s death solidified their interest in being a medicine cat. They wished they could have saved her and wish to communicate with her even after her death through StarClan. The fact that their father is the medicine cat is more of a coincidence. In the back of their mind, they would like to be closer to their father, but their similar personalities do not lead to any reconciliation.
Rippleleaf (father), Stormlily (mother), Howlpaw, Shroudpaw || None ATM, open
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busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 13:47:10 GMT -5
S E N I O R W A R R I O R S (70+)
Scorchdawn || 95 moons || he/him || Sand
Scorchdawn is a short haired, lean ginger tom. His coat is covered in dark ginger classic tabby markings. He has plenty of white spotting which can be found on his chin, neck, chest, and belly. He also has white socks. He has bright amber orange eyes. Scorchdawn is known for his ambition and dramatics. It’s not too often when he seeks attention due to his antics, even if it's just to fill the void in his life temporarilly. He is quick tempered, so it's best not to upset him. There is no telling how Scorchdawn will react due to his sensitivity. Sometimes the smallest comment can set him off. Despite his temper, he is quite clever and it falls right into place with his ambitions. To this day, he still dreams of achieving more than being a basic warrior. He craves success more than anything. || Scorchdawn is clanborn and his parents are both deceased. Since he was young, he has been very ambitious and was set on becoming the a spectacular warrior. However, his aspirations in life led him to a quick, unexpected chance with love. He became mates with Dreamfog, who became pregnant with his kits. At the time Scorchdawn was fixated on achieving more than just being a regular warrior. He wanted to climb the ranks of the clan and didn’t care about being a devoted mate and father. After deliberately ignoring Dreamfog and their kits, she left him. Scorchdawn wasn’t completely hurt by it and continued on with his life. He’s still the same old ambitious tom like he was moons ago.
He is open to littermates & children. || Ex-mate is Dreamfog. Open to crushes or a fling.
Dreamfog || 94 moons || She/They || busybee
This she-cat is smaller in size than average with medium length fur that grows longer on her tail and chest. Her fur is a dark silver tabby coloration with white paws as well as white whiskers. Her claws are black while her nose and paw pads are a deep pink hue and her eyes are a light green around the pupil that fades out in a gradient to an off yellow around the edges. She is a very noble feline, proud of her heritage and her clan and one of the keepers of the stories of the clan’s creations and of its trials and triumphs over the seasons. She is hard on apprentices and kind-hearted towards kits and is always up for babysitting when a queen needs a break or a nap and she enjoys swapping stories with the elders, many wondering when she herself will join them. Still going strong though she plans to be a warrior for many more moons to come. || Dreamfog was born into the clan alongside a single littermate but she has plenty of siblings from both former and later litters of her parents. Over the many seasons of their life Dreamfog has gained the respect of everyone in the clan many times over, training many great warriors and even having a working knowledge of the herbs that the medicine cats use. When she was young she was mates with an ambitious tom but he was also a bit full of himself and began to put himself before her and later on before their kits as well. She ended up leaving him shortly after their kits became apprentices and stayed single for a long while before meeting the tom who is still her current mate. The two have had several litters together.
Direct descendant of Dream. Littermate open. Children open. || Ex-mate Scorchdawn. Current mate open.
Sandyfox || 86 moons || she/her || 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
A muscular and stout cat. Sandyfox has a short-haired pale ginger coat with dark ginger tabby markings. Her chest and forepaws are a pale tan color. Her ears tipped dark ginger with large dark orange eyes. She wears a sky blue bandana that holds sentimental value to her. Sandyfox is a hotheaded feline with a sharp-tongue. No cat is safe from her wrath, except she may water it down for kits... Beneath her fiery personality is a tactful warrior who always goes above and beyond for her clan. She doesn't have much of a "soft-spot" that comes with most aggressive cats. || A few years ago, Sandyfox was a passing loner who decided to join the Clan after liking the life Dragonflystar had to offer to her. She swore to live by the warrior code for the rest of her life.
Open to friendships. || Open(female leaning) W A R R I O R S (14+) Ashbreeze || 62 Moons || He/Him || Dew
Ashbreeze is a mostly white tom with some ash colored hairs scattered around his pelt. He has some darker coloring down his tail and around his muzzle, as well as ash-colored ears. Ashbreeze's eyes are an amber-green mix, blending nicely into some would call a hazel. Ashbreeze can be short-tempered at times, and he can be annoyed easily. Ashbreeze is mostly focused on caring for his clan, hunting and fighting and even going out to collect herbs for the medicine den when needed.He is the friendliest around his mother and littermates, but that doesn't mean he isn't friendly around other cats as well.|| Ashbreeze was raised mostly by his mother, Dreamfog, while he tried hard to gain his father attention. By the time he was apprenticed, he knew that Scorchdawn only wanted to be the best warrior he could be, even if that meant that he wouldn't be a good father for his kits. Despite this, Ashbreeze tried his best to get his father's attention, training hard and becoming a respected warrior as time went on.
Dreamfog and Scorchdawn are his parents, littermates and kits open || Mate Open
Greyfoot || 60 moons || He/Him || Hawkeyes258
Greyfoot has silvery gray fur with black spots and yellow eyes. He has a lean build with muscular legs. Greyfoot is a proud and narrow minded cat. He is fiercely loyal to the clan and will do whatever he deems as necessary to help it grow or defend it. He is pretty straight forward except when it comes to his feelings. He can be a little snappy if you catch him in a bad mood. He prefers to have a small group of friends usually those who are similar to him. He is a little more chill around those he cares about. || Greyfoot was born and raised in the clan.
Riverwing (Mother) Stormclaw (Father) (Open for siblings) || Looking for a mate
Stormfur|| 52 moons || He/Him|| 𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴𝔂 𝓑𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰
A long furred Smoke Black Norwegian Forest Cat. His ears, nose and pawpads are all black, with claws to match. His eyes shimmer a striking pale green with very subtle hints of brown flecked within them. He is a very serious and rather stern cat, known for being all business and no play. His fiery passion and disdain for outsiders is well-known, as well as his desire for the spot of Deputy. || As a very young kit, Stormfur was abandoned at the edge of the river one day. If someone knew why, how,or where he came from, he was never told. Ashamed of his murky origins, he trained very diligently to get his warrior name right at 12 moons. Anything his mentor asked of him was done, no hesitation. Upon being named a warrior, his seriousness only intensified when he grew ambitious. Dragonflystar’s greatest gift to him was gaining an apprentice rather early in his warriorhood, as it was something he had very much desired. The death of Dragonflystar was tragic, but Stormfur saw this as his chance to suck up to Faunastar in the hopes of becoming her right hand cat, and has been attempting to do so ever since.
No Family in mind but open! || Mate/Crush is open
Dawnspirt || 46 Moons || She/Her || Dew
Dawnspirt is a patchy white she-cat. She has brown striped patches near her front side, and black patches on her face and rear end. Her eyes are a sea-green eyes, and her fur is rather long, although she loses a good amount during the warmer moons. Dawnspirt is a rather seirous and nervous she-cat, and lives her life on the line of the warrior code. Even though her serious personality shows on the outside, she finds some time to have some fun as well. Maybe you'll find her out after dark to look at the moon, or just to gaze up at the stars with another clanmate. || History (optional)
Parents and Kits open! (Kits should be apprenticed aged) || Mate open, also open to developing crushes.
Goldenshade || 45 moons || They/Them || busybee
Goldenshade is a short-haired feline with very soft, well-kept ginger tabby fur. They are a ginger tabby tuxedo to be exact, the white coloration being very symmetrical on both sides with the white of their front paws extending part of the way up their legs as well. They have long white whiskers and claws, a pink nose and paw pads, and dark amber eyes as well. A very slim but solid built feline, they are good at fighting and are well versed in different fighting techniques and battle tactics, they are also good at tactical planning for larger hunts and battles. Quiet and calculating, more of an observer than an initiator and oftentimes knows more than he lets on. They enjoy being around his clanmates even though it may not seem like it sometimes and greatly enjoys when they get to train apprentices.|| Nothing particularly big or outstanding has ever really occurred in their life. Growing up they didn’t pass their first passage and so was made a warrior at 14 moons instead, their apprenticeship being pretty standard. As a warrior they’ve always kept their head down and simply done their duties as a warrior, hunting and keeping an eye out for the clan always.
Open || Open
Rowanfire || 42 moons || He/Him || ladylantsov
A large warrior, but one built more for speed and agility than he is brutality. A silky, thin pelt stretches across lithe muscles, always tensed and ready for action, for movement. Like a snake coiled within its caves, still and watching until provoked into movement by the world beyond. His base coat is the rich cream of fluffy clouds as the sun begins to rise behind them, marked regularly with splotches of darker, russet reds and browns. Rowanfire's eyes are a fiery amber colour, though are better compared to steel when set upon a task. A tom often up with the dawn and down long after the sun has set, you are as likely to get more than ten words out of this tom as you are to hear a badger sing as beautifully as the robin. A distant creature, one who prefers to observe the world at his own pace, strategize and consider rather than hurtling into something head first and brash. He isn't harsh or cruel, but he prefers his own space over a large group of friends, and is perfectly happy in his own company. That doesn't mean, however, that he dislikes his clan. If anything he is fiercely protective, one to defend what is his at any cost. || History (optional)
Open || Florastorm, Sunkit (unborn), Croakkit, Marshkit, and 1 open for claim
Beesong || 41 moons|| he him || aquatail
dark brown tabby tom with black highlights and green eyes . He is loyal yet romantic and loves kits. He also is kind and although a seasoned warrior is liked as well as respected. Loves having apprentices and loves hunting. Likes dawnspirit and wants to be her mate|| History (optional)
Family open|| good friend to dawnspirits mate
Wasplight || 40 moons || they/them || Sand
Wasplight is a sleek, medium sized cat. They are a long-haired fawn ticked tabby with a white chin. They have tall, pointed ears which make them appear taller than they are. Wasplight has a long, fluffy tail along with pale sage green eyes. There is a scar at the base of their tail. Wasplight is a gentle yet insecure feline. Their gentleness is quite noticeable much like their leniency; Wasplight is a cat that will never say no. They don't have much self confidence which is painfully obvious in their actions. They second guess their actions and will ask others for their opinion or advice. Wasplight is also self conscious and believes that they feel like every cat in the clan is watching them at every moment. They tend to correct their behavior just to please others. They are soft spoken and rarely offer their own opinion. || Wasplight is a former loner. They used to be a nomad, so they allowed their paws to take them from one territory to another. They joined the clan when they were young, deciding that nomadic life was no longer for them after a close call with a predator.
Open to family. || Open to mate/crush
Breezewing || 40 moons || He/Him || [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X]
Breezewing is a white and light brown bicolor Devon Rex. His eyes, bright and inviting, are a leafy shade of green. His nose and paw pads are a soft pink. Breezewing is open with his clanmates and ever the optimist. After being dumped by his Twolegs and finding his new home, he chose to always look on the bright side of things. Sometimes, this can turn into toxic positivity. He will defend his positive outlook through any means necessary, including through tooth and claw. He is a fierce fighter, enjoying the rush that battle gives him. || He was dumped by his owners at 7 moons old. Terrified, he wandered the forest until he found the faint trail of the clan's scent and tracked it until he came upon the camp. He was taken in by the clan then as he effectively passed The Fletching's Passage.
His parents are in a far away Twolegplace with the rest of his siblings. He never truly knew them. || None ATM, open
Coastivy || 38 moons old || He/Him || ladylantsov
A large, bulky tom with the personality to match it. A rather large, muscled, mackerel tabby, he sports a very thick, sandy brown pelt, marked somewhat haphazardly with darker patches of brown. His eyes, always on the move, always taking things in, are a brilliant shade of icy blue. While a brilliant fighter, his clanmates are more likely to fear a flea bothering their hind-ends than they are Coastivy, for he is capable of causing about as much harm. Rarely serious, drawing a reaction from him is much like trying to draw blood from a boulder, he lives much of his life rather unbothered, you might even call him indifferent. The tom simply prefers to go with the flow of life, rather than fight whatever might be coming next. The fur around Coastivy's throat grows thin and patchy, where a set of old scars mar the skin and the hair never grew back as it ought to. This stems from an injury in his apprenticehood, a time where he was too brash and proud for his own good, thinking he could go after a threat far larger than he. Had it not been for the talents of the medicine cats, this tom would not have seen his warrior ceremony. ||
Open  || Open
Bittermeadow || 36 Moons || They/Them || Dew
Bittermeadow is is smoke black tom with a smoky grey underbelly as well as a smoky grey paws. They have a dark rosette pattern populating most of their pelt, and stripes along their tail. Around their eyes they have the same smoky grey color. Bittermeadow's are a basic amber-yellow, and their pelt is medium length. They are a very righteous cat, speaking up for what they believe in most of the time. Bittermeadow is also very clever, and combines that into what they say and what they do. They are also steady on their paws, and can navigate the entrance log easily. || History (optional)
Family || Mate/Crush
Quickcreek || 29 moons || he/him || 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
A handsome, thick-furred dark brown tom with unusual tiger-like markings. His paws and the tip of his tail are white, as well as his muzzle. His eyes are pale green. Powerful muscles lie underneath his thick pelt. Quickcreek is your average conceited cat. He believes he is one of the most powerful cats in the clan and is very ambitious. He is often seen as a jokester, and can be very flirtatious. The tabby struggles with commitment, as it frightens him. || Clanborn.
Open to family! || open to flings/crushes!
Flakestripe || 24 moons || she her|| aquatail
grey tabby she cat with blue eyes and white patches on her belly. She is a lovable, loving she cat who is kind yet also fierce if her loved ones are being harmed. Though she can be a bit touchy if you're joking around about family/friends she takes insults to heart and sometimes needs someone to tell her that it's not true. She is looking for a loving loyal mate. || History (optional)
Family open|| Open for a friend who becomes mate
Firehawk || 21 moons || He/Him || Hawkeyes258
He has a medium length, orange fur with light tabby stripes. He has two white paws and small white patch on his mouth. He has bright amber eyes with slim build though it's hard to tell under his fur. Firehawk considers himself to be a rather cunning cat. He has a tendency to look down on others whether it's their looks or skills. He will spend time along in the forest working on different things in order to make them perfect. He is a flirt who enjoys seeing others flustered, however he has no plans of settling down just yet. He wants to enjoy life and have as much fun as possible. || Firehawk was born and raised in the clan. As a kit, he had dreams of becoming one of the best.
Heathernose is his mother. Open for father and siblings || Open to crushes and flings
Coffeefinch || 20 moons || He/Him || busybee
Coffeefinch by breed is a purebred Havana Brown, originally bred for show but having a great disdain for it and of being poked and prodded and pulled on by two-legs. He has a medium-sized athletic frame and straight, slender legs and a skinny tail as well as a long, narrow head, oval, expressive eyes, broad nose and a rounded muzzle. With short, glossy, deep brown fur as well as long brown whiskers to match, he was the epitome of perfection for his breed standard. He has white claws, a deep brown nose and paw pads, and very pale green eyes. A very curious feline, he is always one to ask follow up questions and can be described as a little nosy now and then, but he’s honestly just very curious. Kind-hearted and loyal though he cares deeply for the clan that took him in and gave him a new start to life and also still cares deeply for the sister he left behind, but she liked their life there while he was suffocated by it and he needed to be free from it. He works hard to become a great warrior for the clan and live up to what Dragonflystar hoped for him to find there. || This tom was not born into the clan and is instead a kittypet, originally named just Coffee, who joined the clan when he was 14 moons old and was made an apprentice, needing to prove himself before he could become a warrior. He was the last warrior made into a warrior by Dragonflystar before the leader’s passing, the other tom having made his deputy and medicine cats help him out into the clan from his den so he could have one last clan meeting with them all. Coffeefinch cried during the meeting as Dragonflystar gave him his full name and wished him much prosperity and happiness among the clan. Now he wants nothing more than to continue to prove himself to his clanmates.
He has a sister that still lives in his old two-leg den. || Open to a crush that develops into mates.
coffeefinch pictured on left, his sister on the right 
Sparrowflare || 19 moons || she her || aquatail
golden abbisinian she cat with sharp green eyes and as her name suggests 'flare' she has quite a loud personality. She is lovable yet fierce and won't soften for many. She won't shy away from a challenge|| History (optional)
Family open || she is great friends with coffeefinch
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 13:52:34 GMT -5
S E N I O R A P P R E N T I C E S (11+)
Shroudpaw || 13 moons || He/They || busybee
Shroudpaw is a short-haired with thick, coarser fur that still has a slight softness to it though and is a solid black hue with distinctive, piercing amber eyes. His nose and paw pads match the color of his fur, as do his whiskers and claws, his eyes seeming to be the only bit of color to him. He has often found himself working harder than he needs to, leading to him wearing himself out a lot to the point that once he’s asleep it takes a lot to wake him. Feeling like he has a long way to go he’s often hard on himself and can get into a gloom now and then because of it. He loves his family dearly despite these feelings and wouldn’t trade them for anything, having a very close bond specifically with his sister Howlpaw || Shroudpaw is a clan-born cat and the grandchild of Dragonflystar. They often feel like they have large pawprints to fill because of the respect and status of their grandfather. He has two siblings but is closest with his sister, the two sharing a close kinship and connection, he tells her basically everything.
Parents are Stormlily and Rippleleaf. Grandson to Dragonflystar. Littermates are Howlpaw and Finchpaw. || Open
Howlpaw || 13 moons || she/her || 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
A slender-framed, she-cat with sleek, medium-length fur. Underneath her pelt gives way to lean muscle. Her coat is a dark gray, almost black, with faint tabby markings. She has dashes of white along her chest and on her nose. Her eyes are a deep, dark blue. Howlpaw is an earnest and proud young she-cat. She may come off as a control-freak at times due to her very strong belief in following the rules. She is protective of those she loves, specifically her brother Shroudpaw. After the passing of her mother, she feels that she must make sure the remainder of her family is safe. Especially since the sudden distancing of their father. || Clanborn to Stormlily and Rippleleaf. She is very prideful in her lineage of being a descendant of Dragonflystar.
Mother is Stormlily(deceased) father is Rippleleaf. Her siblings are Shroudpaw and Finchpaw. || Open
Snowpaw (wing) || 13 moons || she her || aquatail
A fully white fluffy she cat with blue eyes. She is slightly shy and quiet but loves to please other cats especially her mentor.|| Ever since her mother died she's felt the need to prove herself in the clan.
siblings ? ? troutheart and open parents|| Crushes and close friends open
Open A P P R E N T I C E S (6+)
Peatpaw || 7 moons || she/her || Sand
Peatpaw is a lanky, medium-haired she-cat. She has bronze colored fur which has darker brown spots speckled across her pelt. A single dorsal stripe starts from the back of her neck and stops at her tail tip. Peatpaw has longer hind legs and a white chin. She has large, round light green eyes. Peatpaw is a charismatic feline and is known for her pleasantry. She likes to charm her clanmates and others into anything, whether there's a reason for it or not. She is peaceful for the most part and likes to settle problems. Whether it's a problem of her own or a clanmate's, Peatpaw will offer to help without hesitation. Even if her clanmate doesn't want help, she will insist on it. Therefore, she can come across as overbearing as she doesn't always respect others' boundaries. Peatpaw is more likely to make her own rules up even though she shouldn't. She finds it to be more fitting and convenient to follow her own methods compared to someone else's. || Peatpaw is clanborn. She is open to any familial relations.
Open to family. || Open to crush.
Cricketpaw (Cricketchirp) || 6 to 6.5 moons || she/her || tumblepaw
pale taupe classic tabby with white paws and turquoise eyes; crippled left hind leg. self-assured, fairly positive, good sense of humor, stubborn, chatty || Cricketpaw was born with a bad hind leg that limits her ability to run and jump as well as giving her a limp and hoping gait. She rarely lets this get her down though and often makes jokes about her bad leg. Shes not afraid to tell others off if they pick on her but can take a few jokes about her leg at times. She just never saw it as a big deal as a kit as she already accepted her limitations for the most part but as a new apprentice she is realizing that things are much more complicated than she thought they would be. She is determined to make things work somehow though, even if others doubt her or if she needs some accommodations. Cricketpaw has one brother who is/was a bit overprotective of her, much to her annoyance half the time.
Family: one brother (no other siblings please); parents open || none at the moment |
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 14:04:06 GMT -5
Q U E E N S
Florastorm || 28 moons || She/Her || busybee
This molly is a long-haired feline with gray tabby fur that plumes out around her neck and chest much like her sister’s and her fur is so fluffy that it’s almost like downy fur in some areas, especially along her flanks, tail, and of course around her neck and chest. She has a deep pink nose and paw pads, long white whiskers and claws, and vibrant, bright green eyes. A true mother at heart and infatuated with the idea of a large family, this molly couldn’t be happier to be expecting her first litter of kits and honestly wishes her kits were already here. If it was up to her she would honestly just swap to being a permanent queen and doesn’t really look forward to when she has to return to being a warrior. || Florastorm was born into the clan alongside her sister Faunastar and two littermates, though she has other siblings from former litters; her litter is the last of her parent’s kits. Growing up she was always the romantic of her family, infatuated with the idea of growing up and having a large family with lots of kits. Always the sweetheart and quite a pretty sight she attracted the attention of a few toms in the clan while growing up and not long after becoming a warrior she got with her mate and now the pair are expecting their first litter of kits.
Sister- Faunastar. Going to have four kits, three are open for claim. || Mate open (ask first please)
Open K I T S
Litter 1 - Florastorm and Rowanfire's kits - 4
(4/4 claimed)
Croakkit|| 0 moons || He/Him|| busybee
Croakkit is a very interesting looking cat, seeming to have gotten stuck half-way between looking like his father and looking like his mother. He has short, soft fur with a bengal-like patterning like his father but with grays, whites, and blacks like his mother. In all actually he looks like a silver charcoal bengal with long white whiskers and claws, and a black nose and paw pads. His eyes are a gorgeous, deep, aqua green hue. He is also a very large kit, having gotten stuck during kitting actually because of his size. This tom is very quiet for now, and will be for sometime. In fact, the only sounds he makes right now are mewling and an odd, unique noise that reminds his mother of a frog's croak and is what gave him his name. Personality will update as he grows. || Clan-born. Will update as they grow.
Mother is Florastorm. Father is Rowanfire. Siblings are Marshkit, Sunkit, and Fogkit || N/A yet, too young
Marshkit || 0 moons || She/Her || [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X]
Marshkit is a gray classic tabby. Her coat is a light silver, while her tabby pattern is a dark gray, almost black. Her eyes are a bright amber. Right now, her long haired coat is that fluffy kitten coat. As a young kit, she is sweet and extroverted. Her family is her whole world. || She is a clan born kit. Her history will be updated as she grows.
Florastorm (mother), Rowanfire (father), Sunkit, ??, ?? (siblings) || None ATM, open in the future
Sunkit (Sunfrost) || not born yet || she/her || tumblepaw
Sunkit is a calico she-cat with golden ginger and dark patches on a mostly white coat. She has blue eyes. She is a playful but somewhat shy kit with an overactive imagination who created an imaginary friend when she was little. Sunkit is prone to daydreaming, coming up with all sorts of new games to play and new stories, but also tends to get lost in thought. As she gets older, she comes out of her shell and no longer needs her imaginary friend.
Family: Florastorm (mother); Rowanfire (father); Marshkit, Croakkit, and Fogkit (littermates) || none at the moment
Fogkit (Fogcloud) || unborn || He/Him || 𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴𝔂 𝓑𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰
Fogkit is a pretty classic looking longfurred gray tabby. When his eyes decide to open, they are revealed to be a midtone gray that almost matches his stripes. His nose, pawpads and ears are a dusty pink color and white-ish claws. He is a friendly and talkative kit. He loves to play with others, but is always the first to bow out of a game if he finds it even slightly dangerous. As he grows older, his aversion to conflict only intensifies.
Family: Florastorm (mother); Rowanfire (father); Marshkit, Croakkit, and Sunkit (littermates) || he a lil baby we'll worry about that later Litter 2 - Parents - # of kits
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Litter 3 - Parents- # of kits
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Litter 4 - Parents- # of kits
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E L D E R S
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open L O N E R S / K I T T Y P E T S
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open S T A R C L A N Dragonflystar || 148 moons(at death) || He/They || busybee
This tom has short, gray tabby fur that is slightly unkempt and frizzy; his whiskers being short and white while his claws are black and his nose and paw pads are a deep pink hue. He has green eyes and a few deep scars that crisscross his underbelly from when he lost one of his lives. Known for his courage, leadership, and kindness this tom was a highly respected individual and an unquestioned leader, everyone trusting his judgment and following his word. He had his reasons for making Faunastar into his deputy, seeing something in her that she doesn’t even yet see in herself. || Born many seasons ago this tom has seen a lot and gone through many trials in life. He’s seen life and death and been the bearer of both as well. The father of several litters of kits and grandfather to some as well, he has lived what anyone would only call a full life. He lost his first three lives in acts of protecting his clan from danger, one to a fox, another to a rogue thief, and the third to a dog, while he lost the next two to sickness, the next three again to injuries, and then his final one just recently to sickness once again. He was a greatly respected leader and a friend and comrade to many, even to some outside of the clan, and he took great pride in his clan.
Grandson is Shroudpaw. Open to other family members (both living and deceased). || Open to mate
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 14:30:22 GMT -5
M E N T O R S / A P P R E N T I C E S
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R E L A T I O N S H I P S
 Mentors/Apprentices:
Greyfoot/Shroudpaw
Scorchdawn/Howlpaw
Rowanfire/Peatpaw
Goldenshade/Cricketpaw
Ashbreeze/Snowpaw
Relationships:
Faunastar and Florastorm are littermates. Siblings and parents open.
Dreamfog is a direct descendant of Dream.
Dreamfog and Scorchdawn are ex-mates. Their kits are Ashbreeze, ? and ?. (two open to claim from their only litter)
Florastorm and Rowanfire are the parents of Sunkit, Croakkit, Marshkit, and Fogkit.
Dragonflystar is the father of Rippleleaf.
Rippleleaf and Stormlily are the parents of Shroudpaw, Howlpaw, and Finchpaw
Riverwing + Stormclaw = Greyfoot
Firehawk's mother is Heathernose.
Sparrowflare and Coffefinch are close friends. Sparrowflare also has a crush on him.
Cricketpaw and ? are littermates.
Snowpaw is the kit of Troutheart
P L O T S  - Still thinking of a main plot
- Dragonflystar has recently died, leaving the young Faunastar, who has only been deputy for 2 moons, to lead the clan. Faunastar has currently only been leader for a week and has still not chosen a deputy, causing some to start to question her as leader.
C L A N N E W S
 Most recent news and events at the top!
05/12/2024- Rocky Beginning joined the clan!
05/08/2024- dewbranch and Hawkeyes258 joined the clan!
05/07/2024- ladylantsov and [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] joined the clan!
05/06/2024- aquatail and tumblepaw joined the clan!
05/05/2024- bleu and sand joined the clan!
05/05/24- Clan is up and running, joining is open! It is currently nearing the beginning of leaf-fall.
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 14:41:23 GMT -5
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 14:41:33 GMT -5
save 2
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 14:41:45 GMT -5
one more just in case.
Clan is now up and running and accepting members!
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Post by busybee on May 5, 2024 19:02:51 GMT -5
-*-Dreamfog-*- In Camp - Open
The older warrior hadn't slept very well the night before, waking with a slow start and stretching each limb slowly, giving a low groan as she did. Standing she made her way among the warriors who were still asleep and out of the den into the camp beyond, shaking out her fur as she stepped out fully. She glanced around, spotting a few warriors milling about here and there but nothing specific really going on as of yet. And no wonder, we still don't have a deputy. Faunastar needs to choose one soon. There are plenty of good warriors, she just needs to pick one. Banishing that string of thoughts from her mind she padded over to what remained of the fresh-kill pile, which was really just a couple of mice, a bird, and thin looking squirrel. Must have been sick to be that thin at this time of the season, don't think anyone should eat that. She pushed it aside, making a note to take it out of camp later and bury it as she grabbed one of the mice and glanced around to find somewhere to eat.
-*-Coffeefinch-*- In Camp - Open
He was lost, going in circles in a forest that wasn't familiar. Where am I? A noise sounded behind him and he whipped around, trying to see the source but a heavy fog suddenly fell across the area, making it impossible to even see the tips of his whiskers. Then he was falling, falling and falling, trying to blindly grab something, anything, to stop him, and trying to cry out but no sound being produced. To anyone around him though the image was of a deep brown cat curled up in there nest, twitching and muttering, his claws digging down into the moss of his nest below as his body tensed from the nightmare.
-*-Florastorm-*- In Nursery - Open
She had been up most of the night, tossing and turning, falling asleep for a short time only to wake again because of her restless kits shifting and kicking. Wanting nothing more than to sleep she was still steadily attempting it, but nothing seemed to help and no position seemed to be comfortable enough. She gave a huff as she shifted again, rolling over onto her side with her large belly beside her; she couldn't wait for her kits to be there. Her thoughts lately had drifted towards imagining what they might look like or possible names for her little ones, and that list was short as no names seemed to be right so far. |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on May 6, 2024 15:11:46 GMT -5
Sandyfox
with Dreamfog busybee
The night welcomed Sandyfox with exhilarating dreams. Dreams of battles that ended with her on top. But eventually, the yowls that cried for mercy melted into meows of fear and distress. In reality. Looking up from her nest, a scowl on her face as she blinked sleep away from her eyes, she spotted Coffeefinch. The brown tom was fidgeting and mewling like a kit, clearly stuck in a dream, and waking the senior warriors! The ginger molly rose to her paws, shaking moss out of her coat before she stomped over to the tom. She prodded him, growling, "Wake up, your furball. Some cats went out on the evening patrol, and they can't get a lick of sleep!" Sandfox snorted, tail lashing, before leaving the warrior's den. There was no point in trying to return to sleep now. She didn't bother trying to hear the young cat's rebuttal. Some excuse. Young warriors always had nothing but excuses.
Her orange eyes landed on Dreamfog standing over the fresh-kill pile, a growl rumbling in her throat. "Pity, we have no deputy. A hunting patrol ought to have already been organized by now."
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Post by busybee on May 6, 2024 16:36:50 GMT -5
-*-Coffeefinch-*-Camp - OpenThe tom woke with a start, his head shooting up as he glanced around wildly, barely even registering that Sandyfox had been the one to wake him from his nightmare. He buried his face in his paws, closing his eyes as he tried to calm his racing heartbeat and steady his breathing. Honestly he had no idea why he was having these nightmares, they were a recent occurrence, ever since Dragonflystar had died. He missed the old leader, having become friends with him over the small time they had known each other and gaining a respect for him. The other tom had also been one of the few so far to genuinely accept him as part of the clan. Once he was calm enough he stood and made his way from the warrior's den, shaking out his fur and stretching once outside. What should I do for now?-*-Dreamfog-*-Camp - With Sandyfox 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
The molly glanced at the other as they approached, setting down her mouse so she could speak. "Yes, a patrol should have gone out by now. Plus I believe the apprentices may need to be retaught the signs of sick prey and directed on how to dispose of it." The molly flicked her tail toward the sickly squirrel she had set aside. "Would you like to join me for a very light breakfast by chance? If Faunastar doesn't set up patrols soon I'll assign them myself. I believe everyone would be respectful of who I decide to place together." She knew her status in the clan well, a respected warrior that many would gladly fight beside, and she would gladly fight beside any of them. |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on May 7, 2024 12:46:30 GMT -5
Sandyfox
with Dreamfog busybee
Sandyfox eyes the scrawny squirrel, leaning in to give it a sniff. But she immediately pulled back, nose crinkled in disgust. "Sickly and old. I reckon it strayed from twolegplace. Those critters take a liking to crowfood. No matter, we'll dispose of it before any other cat shows." Apprentices should know when fresh-kill wasn't worth the risk of their Clan. Not even in leaf-bare would they take on such a sour-smelling squirrel. Averting her attention from the squirrel, she eyed Dreamfog's mouse, shaking her head. Instead, she settled beside her denmate and groomed her pelt. "I shared a squirrel last night, I can wait until the next hunting patrol." There wasn't much point in sharing such a meager meal anyway. There were hungrier cats than she; Florastorm, for example.
"Times are different," She sighed, "Do you think StarClan are angry now that we still have no deputy?"
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Post by tumblepaw on May 7, 2024 15:43:57 GMT -5
Cricketpawin camp | open
apprentice ~ she/her ~ 6 moons
Cricketpaw woke up with a slight start. Bad dream? She wasn’t sure and shrugged it off. She got up and carefully stretched, making sure not to put too much weight on her weakened left hind leg. No point in having it give out first thing in the morning!
She wondered what sort of training she and her mentor would be doing today. She was up for anything but she worried that her mentor was getting frustrated with training her due to her limitations. Cricketpaw still didn’t think her bad leg was a big deal at least.
Ready to go, Cricketpaw hopped out the apprentice den. Glancing around camp quickly, she spotted Sandyfox and Dreamfog near the freshkill pile. They seemed upset. Was something wrong?
I wonder who her mentor will be…. Also here’s an apprentice for you guys to yell at! XD |
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 7, 2024 21:39:10 GMT -5
FinchpawIn Camp // open
Finchpaw had woken up earlier that morning, unable to sleep. They were too busy ruminating on the lack of a deputy. StarClan surely couldn’t be happy with them, but being only the apprentice, he was not the main cat they spoke to. They yearned to have that connection. Instead, they sat in the den, going through their herb store and making sure they were prepared for any catastrophe that might strike. Not that it was likely. But it never hurt to be prepared.
“Low on catmint…” they mumbled to themselves. They would need to go find some later today. They were pretty sure there was catmint near the Twoleg place, but they would rather find something closer to the camp. Maybe I should do some more territory exploration today. Should probably tell Rippleleaf first. Maybe they wouldn’t. But first, Finchpaw was hungry. They stood up, blinking and stretching, and padded out of the medicine cat den, narrowing their eyes as the sun hit them.
There were several cats gathering around the freshkill pile. Finchpaw frowned. They hadn’t exactly wanted to run into so many cats so early in their day. Deal with it! their stomach demanded, growling. They slowly shuffled forward, hoping they wouldn’t be noticed. |
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 8, 2024 12:12:36 GMT -5
Edit: sorry for my jank formatting LOL I’m relearning BBCode again so it’ll take me a while to nail it down… BreezewingBreezewing blinked open his eyes slowly, adjusting to the warm sunlight beginning to stream through the entrance den. He let out a low purr, daydreaming about how warm and comforting the sun would feel on his pelt. Breezewing stood up, extending his front paws out and unsheathing his claws. Flexing his claws felt good. His sleep had been deep and restful. With a shake, Breezewing exited his nest and trotted up the slope out of the warriors' den.
Just outside the den, he saw Coffeefinch. The young warrior seemed to have just woken as well. Although the two cats had left their Twolegs under very different circumstances, Breezewing felt a sense of kinship with Coffeefinch. Breezewing walked up next to Coffeefinch. "Good morning," he mewed, dipping his head slightly as a sign of greeting and respect to his fellow warrior. He scanned the camp, noticing the commotion at the freshkill pile. "Seems to be some sort of drama at the freshkill pile, huh?" He said in a light voice, whiskers twitching in amusement at the idea of something small like a piece of freshkill being such a big deal. |
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Post by busybee on May 8, 2024 17:36:15 GMT -5
-*-Dreamfog-*-Camp - With Sandyfox 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 She tucked into the mouse, eating the meager thing in a few quick bites and licking any remnants off, cleaning her paws and muzzle afterwards before deciding to speak again. "Sorry, I hadn't eaten since before going on the dawn patrol yesterday. I gave my share up last night to Florastorm since she was still hungry but didn't want to bother anyone. With prey already starting to go thin I fear this upcoming leaf-bare is going to be a harsh one. Leaf-fall is only just beginning as is." The molly glanced around, noticing a few more cats waking and emerging from the dens. Good, can get patrols set up here soon if Faunastar doesn't hurry her tail up.-*-Coffeefinch-*-Camp - With Breezewing [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] The tom jumped slightly when Breezewing approached, not having noticed the other tom coming. "Oh, good morning." He shuffled his paws a little before readjusting to sit more comfortably. "Yeah, some of them are simply complaining about how Faunastar hasn't chosen a deputy yet, and that she hasn't sent out patrols yet either. Other are looking at some sickly squirrel one of the apprentices caught and brought back I guess. Overheard Dreamfog say something about them needing to be retrained on the signs of sickly prey." He felt a small shiver at the thought of getting sick from eating something like that, and not only would it make you sick but it had a chance of killing you as well.-*-Shroudpaw-*-Camp - With Cricketpaw tumblepaw The black furred tom had been relaxing next to the apprentice's den after waking up, already having had time to give his fur and thorough cleaning and fully wake up. He glanced over to the entrance as Cricketpaw hobbled out and the tom gave a friendly smile. "Good morning Cricketpaw. How did you sleep?" The tom had a feeling it wasn't that well, he had heard the molly tossing and turning the night prior when he had woken up partway through the night for a drink. |
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 8, 2024 19:32:51 GMT -5
BreezewingBreezewing nodded along with Coffeefinch’s explanation of the morning’s events. He narrowed his eyes upon hearing about the sickly squirrel. “Well, a sickly squirrel is not ideal…” he said, the dark worry about what sick prey could cause showing in his eyes for a moment. He blinked those thoughts away. “At least it’s only one squirrel. Hopefully the rest of the prey is healthy, especially as leaf-bare gets closer.” He sat on his haunches, licking one of his front paws and drawing it over his ear. ”I’m sure whichever apprentice caught that prey has learned their lesson, now that Dreamfog is on the case.” His joking tone indicated he meant no ill will by the statement. Like all the cats in the clan, he held a deep respect for Dreamfog. Her lineage was something to be proud of, Breezewing believed. |
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Post by tumblepaw on May 9, 2024 9:37:08 GMT -5
Cricketpawin camp | talking with Shroudpaw | busybee
apprentice ~ she/her ~ 6 moons
“Oh, hey, Shroudpaw!” Cricketpaw perked up when the older apprentice greeted her, smiling at the tom. She was thankful for the distraction. Hopefully whatever upset the older cats wasn’t too serious. No point in everyone being upset today.
“Okay, I guess,” she answered in response to his question. “I’m… just worried Goldenshade is getting frustrated with me. We all know I didn’t really finish my Fledgling Passage…” While she had no trouble finding her way back to camp, she had been unable to kill and bring back any freshkill. She still wasn’t sure if she passed or not. No one really talked to her about it afterwards. She was pretty sure she hadn’t though. Try as she might, she couldn’t brush this off like she did with so many other things.
Honestly I’m not sure how she would be judged during that rite of passage. Would her disability be taken into account? I guess it’s up to the leader. |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on May 9, 2024 15:03:25 GMT -5
Rippleleaf
with Finchpaw [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X]
Rippleleaf awoke with the sun, heading to the herb store as soon as he'd cleaned the sleep from his face. With leafbare coming, it meant a lot of stocking to be done. They had to clear out any old herbs and gather all they could before the claws of cold came. Plenty of the plants he picked through had grown wrinkled and stale, some decaying. What reason was there to keep putting off? It was better to get it done while the task was fresh in his mind. So, to work the gray tom went. He'd been back and forth all morning, making trips to carry bundles of herbs to dispose of. Now, it was almost sunhigh, and he'd just finished. He had planned to check in on Faunastar, but his clanmates were out and about. The day for the warriors was just beginning. His yellow eyes scanned the clearing and landed on his son, Shroudpaw, chatting with Cricketpaw. He could leave now before anyone noticed. Go out on a walk and scout for the low herbs. Then he saw another special apprentice. His apprentice. Who was also his child. Finchpaw. Rippleleaf sighed inwardly, there would be no point in leaving them behind in camp all day. There were other medicine cats to stay behind at camp, and Finchpaw needed to get out. I can't keep avoiding him. "Finchpaw," He called coolly, jerking his head toward the entrance, "We're going herb gathering. We can hunt while we're out."
Sandyfox
with Dreamfog busybee
Sandyfox sighed, pausing from her grooming to pick at the debris stuck in her claws. "There are plenty more hungry nights to come, I fear." Her orange gaze swept the clearing, taking in the bustling camp. "Which is all the more reason we cannot go any longer without a deputy," She growled, slamming her paw down as she spat out the words. "A Clan needs order to survive. Without it, we're just a gang of rouges doing as we please. Our leader isn't even here to fill in the role of deputy, for crying out loud. Senior warriors like you and me are."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 9, 2024 16:08:59 GMT -5
Greyfoot: Camp Open
Greyfoot looks around seeing that most of his clanmates seemed lost on what to do. He glances over at the leaders den wondering why Faunastar was taking how long to choose a deputy. Why she had been chosen often kept him up at night. There were far more experienced warriors in the clan himself included. Letting out a sigh, he takes a moment to shake his pelt and his head. Complaining wasn't going to much good at the moment. If there was no hunting patrol then he would take the initiative and go hunting.
Firehawk: Camp Open
Firehawk knew he should be doing something right now. However, he took this time to just enjoy himself for a little bit. He laid down near the edge of camp and stretch out his limbs. He had to enjoy this moment while it lasted. No deputy meant he could do whatever he wanted! The senior warriors would be to busy talking among themselves to bother him! Letting out a yawn, he lazily watches through slitted eyes as his clanmates chatted among themselves.
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 9, 2024 16:40:44 GMT -5
FinchpawLeaving Camp // with Rippleleaf // 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
Finchpaw looked up at the sound of their father's voice. Well, now they were caught between two things - the tantalizing smell of freshkill and the pull of their duty as an apprentice. Finchpaw gave one last glance back at the freshkill pile. There were too many people there anyway, they reasoned. Others need it more than I do. So duty called.
Finchpaw trotted over to his father, tail closer to the ground than usual. It wasn't that their relationship with his father brought them distress - it was more just...awkwardness. They had never been particularly close to their father, simply preferring the company of their mother. When she was still alive, this seemed fine. Being close with one parent was enough. After her death, though, the awkwardness grew more pronounced. Especially as Finchpaw moved to the medicine den. But duty was more important than these family ties. Awkwardness could be dealt with for the sake of the clan.
"We're very low on catmint," Finchpaw mewed, looking up at their father with unblinking eyes. "I think that should be our priority to find. Just in case there's a bout of whitecough, what with the weather..." They trailed off, mind going down a winding path of imagining all that winter could bring. We're not there yet. Finchpaw reminded themselves, sucking in a deep breath. They hopped up onto the tree that marked the entrance of camp, padding out into the surrounding woods, without checking if Rippleleaf was following. They would be out there with them soon. |
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Post by busybee on May 9, 2024 23:16:48 GMT -5
Will respond sometime tomorrow to all responses.
Will also be responding with Faunastar at that time finally fir her to send out patrols.
If you have a character who you would like to nominate as deputy I would ask you to simply comment (just tag me and comment something simple like deluty- (name) or (name) for example). Fridays get long for me and by the time I'm aboe to respond (probably after work) my brain will most likely be fried and refuse to understand anything more complex. I don't need an explanation as to why, just nominees.
Hoping for at least 2-3. Was gonna open a poll afterwards and keep it up till everyone votes, use that as part of the decision)
Anyways. I'm headed to bed, goodnight!))
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Post by Sand on May 10, 2024 13:07:12 GMT -5
Wasplight camp — accompanied by: open they/them - warrior Wasplight wasn't ready to face their day. Sure, they liked their clanmates and all, but today wasn't a day they wanted to spend time with anyone. They were anxious and it felt as if their paws were trembling. The clan had been without a deputy for too long and it was stressful. Wasplight couldn't help it-- the anxiety of being deputyless was stupid yet concerning. What if something terrible happened to Faunastar while they had no deputy? Who would step up then to order every cat around?
The fawn ticked tabby let out a sigh as they exited the warriors' den. Their green gaze fell upon the clearing where plenty of cats were gathered. The commotion by the fresh kill pile caught Wasplight's eye, but they didn't dare join Dreamfog and Sandyfox. They didn't want to get in trouble if the two senior warriors were up to something sinister. Wasplight noticed Breezewing and Coffeefinch, who were right outside of the den. Looks like they are talking about Dreamfog and Sandyfox, they mused as they scanned the camp and clearing once more. They saw that Greyfoot and Firehawk were both alone, mulling around in the camp. Maybe Wasplight could try approaching them if they were up for it. They nervously shuffled their paws while glancing in the direction of Greyfoot.
[ tags: n/a | image credit: somali-is.jp & pinterest ] [scorchdawn & peatpaw coming up next !] |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on May 10, 2024 15:10:38 GMT -5
Rippleleaf
with Finchpaw [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X]
The medicine cat sighed, watching as his apprentice whisked past him, and out of camp. Finchpaw, unlike his other kits, was the most like himself. Level-headed and reserved, they even shared the same love for healing. And their eyes, their piercing yellow eyes. Sometimes it wasn't easy working with a child he shared so much in common with. If it wasn't their mindsets that often clashed, it was the awkwardness from his lack of paternal instinct. Rippleleaf lingered a moment, tail sweeping the floor before he padded to catch up. "Yes, I am aware. I spent the morning clearing out our old herbs. It is about time we started to stock for leafbare." Faint sunlight filtered through the tree limbs, giving the chill air a dull warmth. "We're going to head to twolegplace for catmint, but there's a few other patches on the way I want to check on." He sighed, the next few moons would be filled with back-and-forth travel as they prepared for leafbare. Pity we didn't bring any extra paws. But they had time, StarClan willing. "I thought we could have a hunting lesson if you wanted. I saw you didn't get any breakfast." He added, looking over to the younger cat. Medicine cats weren't trained in battle or to follow the warrior code but were taught the necessities to survive.
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 10, 2024 22:58:53 GMT -5
FinchpawThe Forest // With Rippleleaf // 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
As Finchpaw exited camp, they took in the forest around them as it began to hint at the coming leaf-bare. They opened their mouth, the smell of decaying leaves and crisp pine wafting over them. Leaf fall wasn’t their favorite season - they much preferred new leaf - but it did make them appreciate the forest more.
They nodded along as their father confirmed their observation and instructed where they would be gathering catmint. It was good that they were in agreement. Not that Finchpaw was really in a place to argue if they weren’t - they were only an apprentice, after all - but they were very pleased to know that they were doing and thinking the same things a fully trained medicine cat did. They were well on their way to having all the knowledge they could about healing. You would be so proud, Mom. Finchpaw thought, glancing up, as if StarClan was watching him that very moment.
Finchpaw’s ears perked up at the mention of hunting. Their belly rumbled, as if it had heard Rippleleaf too. “I would like that very much!” Finchpaw looked up at their mentor with uncharacteristic excitement in their eyes. Their hunger had taken over their usually cool gaze and betrayed just how much they were craving some true ‘fresh kill’. |
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Post by busybee on May 10, 2024 23:55:00 GMT -5
Sorry for the delay!! I had work today and then my fiance took me out on a surprise date and after that his friend and bim wanted to play minecraft together (and I'm part of their world on there too so).
I am gonna be typing up responses and getting them posted here in just a few. Will of course be posting with Faunastar at that time as well.
Sorry again!!))
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Post by busybee on May 11, 2024 1:38:23 GMT -5
Sorry this took a bit to get posted! I really wanted to have a nice response format finally and it took a bit to edit one to my liking and then type everything out. Hope everything is good here! If any of you have an issue with the patrol assignments, just say something and I'm sure I can swap you out.)))  Faunastar
⤁Camp-With Everyone Sand 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 Hawkeyes258 tumblepaw aquatail [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] ⬽
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 That morning had been slow going for Faunastar. She had slept horribly the night prior, tossing and turning back and forth, never able to get comfortable and on the few occasions she did manage to drift off she would simply wake again several minutes later. The sun had long since risen and she knew that, but she hadn't been able to bring herself to leave her nest despite the fact. It had been hard trying to adjust since Dragonflystar's sudden illness and then death; leaving her leader after only being deputy for 2 moons. She was still in disbelief.
Knowing it was time to get up and get moving or else she faced a possible coup within her clan, the molly rose to her feet and stretched, flexing her claws and muscles before giving her long fur a shake out and steeling herself for what came next, facing the clan. She exited the den with her head high, trying to look like a leader but feeling like she was failing miserably. She saw many of the senior warriors crowded around in one area near the fresh-kill pile. Good, since they're all close together I shouldn't need to call a full clan meeting about it. Approaching the group she bowed her head in greeting to them, noticing a few of them glaring at her while others looked unsure of her. "Morning everyone, I'm sorry for my late start to the day, I had a miserable night's sleep. As for patrols, I want a border patrol to go toward the marsh and check along the eastern border. Dreamfog, you can lead that patrol; take Quickcreek and Wasplight with you. I want two hunting patrols. The first will be led by Greyfoot, please take Shroudpaw along with you, as well as Sandyfox and Sparrowflare. The second is to be led by Breezewing, I ask that you take Goldenshade and Cricketpaw, and Firehawk; we need plenty of prey."
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↠↠❂↞↞  Dreamfog gave a solemn nod. "I fear you're correct on that one. We do need a deputy, or else we won't have any order. Not with the way Faunastar is going." She was going to continue but suddenly the leader in question finally appeared from her den, padding over to the warriors looking like a dejected, sickly elder instead of a proud leader. She became leader too soon. Dragonflystar had no time to teach her what she needed to know to be leader. The molly sat up as Faunastar began to assign patrols, delighted that she was leading the border patrol. If they had time she hoped they could check both the eastern and northeastern sections oft he border, which would take them through both the marsh and the wetlands then. "Well, I'll have to bid you farewell then Sandyfox. I have a border to check. I'm hoping to get started quick so I can maybe check along the northeastern side too."
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He gave a nod at the others comment; knowing the tom meant no ill will by it. Dreamfog was well-respected within the clan for both her lineage and for her skills, courage, and loyalty. While he was about to respond, he suddenly stopped, his ears perking up as at last he saw Faunastar emerge from her den. She looked ragged and tired, moving slow and her tail almost dragging behind her. What did Dragonflystar see in her to make her into deputy in the first place? He banished that thought and directed his attention towards the leader as she spoke. "Guess you've gotta be going then," he finally responded to Breezewing once the leader had finished. "I hope you have luck on your hunt. I might go out for a solo one myself, or maybe just go for a walk." Shroudpaw
⤁Camp-With Cricketpaw⬽
↠↠❂↞↞  Shroudpaw listened silently, giving a slight chuckle and shaking his head once the other had finished. "I think you're forgetting one crucial detail Cricketpaw, Goldenshade didn't pass their Fletchling's Passage either. Matter of fact, by what I heard they didn't even make it back to camp. They got lost in the wetlands and fell in a pond, but they hadn't learned to swim yet at that time so they had to be saved." The tom sat him, giving his chest fur a few licks to get a stray tuft to sit flat. "And now he's one of the smartest and most strategic cats in the clan. He perfect to help you become a warrior, and I bet he actually enjoys the challenge of trying to find a new way to train you. |
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