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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:10:41 GMT -5
{ ☁ } post i || directory { ☁ } post ii || characteristics { ☁ } post iii || territory & camp, prey & predators, weather & season { ☁ } post iv || rules, credit { ☁ } post v || members, news { ☁ } post vi || relations, prophecies & omens, fan art { ☁ } post vii || allegiances: leader, deputy, medicine cat { ☁ } post viii || allegiances: senior warriors, warriors { ☁ } post ix || allegiances: save { ☁ } post x || allegiances: senior apprentices, apprentices { ☁ } post xi || allegiances: queens & kits, elders, outsiders { ☁ } post xii || allegiances: starclan, place of no stars
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:13:44 GMT -5
WindClan cats are known for their love of open spaces. They live on open fields, or moorland, where they catch their main prey of hares and rabbits. Of all four Clans, they are the least used to wet ground, preferring the grassy ground of the moors, which they sleep on. They do not like to sleep in the shelter of dens because they prefer the fresh air. They are fiercely loyal and tough. They can also be nervous and quick to flee, due to lack of cover on the moor. In the old forest home, they took pride in being the closest Clan to the Moonstone, where the leaders and medicine cats went to share tongues with StarClan, and they often find themselves blessed to be the closest Clan to StarClan, both physically and spiritually since they do not live in an environment surrounded by trees or many shrubs that block their view of Silverpelt. They are considered the fastest of the Clan cats, and are considered to be the most quick witted amongst the other Clans. They are also the easiest to be offended and are the least likely to start battles between other Clans. The pelts of WindClan favor shades of gray and brown, perhaps as a natural outgrowth of the camouflage those colors provide. Of all the Clans, they have the deepest knowledge of Twolegs from seeing them on the farms that surround their territory.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:14:29 GMT -5
WindClan's territory is located in what Twolegs call Windover Moor. The territory also includes Twoleg places such as the border, Windover Farm. Landmarks in this territory include: { ☁ } Camp - It is tucked into a natural dip in the sandy moors. This makes the camp sheltered from wind, but easy to attack. { ☁ } Abandoned Badger Set - A tunnel once used by a badger. { ☁ } The Gorge - A deep gorge cut by the river in the terrain, border with RiverClan. Apprentices are forbidden to go near it. { ☁ } Twoleg Farm - The northwest border of the territory is marked by a farm. { ☁ } Outlook Rock - A large rock on the border heading towards Fourtrees. From here, everything can be seen across the moors. The camp is very well hidden, surrounded by a tangle of gorse. An old legend says that Windstar, the founder, scooped out a pawful of sand to make the hollow for the camp. There are no proper dens. The leader, apprentices, and warriors prefer to sleep under the open sky, although in bad weather, they retreat in burrows made by rabbits, foxes or badgers. The leader has a den behind the Tallrock, but he never sleeps there. The Tallrock is a large boulder used by the leader for special ceremonies. The elder's den and nursery are dens along the gorse wall surrounding the camp.[1] WindClan is filled with wild creatures that either feed or threaten them. Below is a list of animals widely known to be in the Clan's territory as of right now. Some are more common than others! { Prey } { ☁ } Robins, Thrushes, Sparrows, & Blackbirds [Common] { ☁ } Rabbits & Hares [Common] { Predators & Enemies } { ☁ } Hawks, Owls, Falcons, & Eagles [Common] { ☁ } Dogs & Twolegs [Rare] { Other Animals } Today's weather is partly cloudy with a nice breeze rolling in. Later in the afternoon, we have a chance for light rainstorms. It is about 68°F (20°C). The current season is late greenleaf.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:15:25 GMT -5
In General Well, we all know forum and ghost rules still apply here, so that is that. Mainly, this rule is a quick rundown of things and some will be expanded upon more in other rules. Just a warning, it is a long list so be prepared to read all of this if you want to join this role-play. We did not type this all out for people to ignore what we say and just do what they want. It is our role-play, we created it, you must abide by our rules or join something else. Stealing is a big no-no. Do not steal or take too much inspiration from this. Ask us if you want to use an idea we came up with, coding, graphic ideas, or anything from this page. Activity There are plenty of rules people dread. Activity and literacy are the ones that come to mind of those people hate most. Oh well, to us, they are indeed necessary. We will get to literacy later, right now, we will focus on activity! Being active and committed are two important key factors to a role-play’s success. There is a difference between the two and they obviously work best together. Before you join our role-play, ask yourself if you may be active enough and if you can commit. Now, we will not be angry if later down the road you leave the role-play or something big happens. However, if you are contemplating whether or not you will leave the forums, sorry, but we kindly ask you not join. Sure, you can be active on here, but if you are not aiming to stay and possibly climb up the ranks of the moderator hierarchy, then once again, this is not for you. We do understand that to create a long-lasting role-play happens, but setting up the roadblocks to potentially make it does a lot. Mods, admins, and members who have high ranks or important plot positions will be asked to be on a lot more. After looking back over the rules, we have decided to lower the expectations. We have deemed that if you are not the most active, alright, but you will miss out on plot positions. If you are active, then you will potentially get those positions. High ranking members will be deleted in five days without notice and regular members will be deleted in seven days without notice. We will not chase you down if you disappear. You will be deleted. Of course, if you come back with a very good reason, you may be reinstated depending on the admin of the Clan. Role-play & Literacy The whole advanced role-play thing is quite debatable, but with our past role-plays, we have introduced a new way to be “advanced” but to where you can relax a little bit. We only ask that you try to have proper grammar, correct spelling, and decent detail. Effort counts and we can see when it is put in. Unlike WCF, paragraphs appear much shorter and we are well aware of that, so do not worry too much about length, however, no shorter than three sentences. There is also a debate with detail. If you can paint a scene to where we can see it in my head, you have done a good job. However, this is not Lord of the Rings and we do not need to know the exact details of a tree’s bark or the backstory of every thought your character has. When it gets to that, it would be considered “fluff.” With that side of the debate, we agree it is pretty useless. So, please be descriptive, but not to where we have to read ten paragraphs to get the point of your response or starter. The role-play will follow GMT, we will have a timezone chart on the discussion page. This is to help keep things organized. Leaders and head moderators will be responsible for keeping track of time and moving the role-play along. Due to time being tracked with each post, we kindly ask you head your posts. At the top, have the name of your character and the landmark they are closest to. Obviously, please also include the time of day. If you do have special coding, please make sure the colors, text size, and everything else is easy to read. If not, we will kindly ask you not to use it or to edit it so we can read it. Role-playing & Realism Seeing impossible things happen when there can be no real reason for them to happen other than favoritism in the books or just because you want to look cool will not fly here. So please refrain from having your cat fight and kill a badger on their own. Instead of having your cats "smile" or "cry," just expressing that emotion in other ways. Cats can not have powers, they can not fight a pack of dogs without getting injured or by themselves. In the Warriors universe, there are certain things that can and can not happen, so please abide by those rules and our rules. Now, general role-play rules play along with realism. It is too coincidental when your character gets all of the spotlight, so please do not do that. There will be moments when your character’s plot or spot in the limelight will take front and center. God-modding and meta-gaming are a no go for us, so do not even think about it. Please keep in mind that cats do die. We're not asking for you to slaughter them all, but if we have a greencough outbreak, not everyone is bound to survive it. At the same time, please do not go on a killing spree with your cats. Role-playing & Plots With each side plot comes a designated date they can happen depending on who is involved. We will have a calendar for when certain plot points and events will happen and they will be posted in the news section. All side plots need to be approved by an admin or a head moderator. This includes fox attacks on the camp or a badger attack. Kitting needs to be set on a certain date so no one can interfere with that. Keep in mind that there is a system of what takes priority for plots. Main plot events will be priority over everything. Side plots that were decided on a week in advance will follow, then small plots that do not need to be approved. Please ask us before doing it if you are not sure about a certain plot needing approval. We will not be angry. We apologize to kit-stealers, but due to this being the original five Clans, we will not allow outside kit-stealing. It probably will happen at some point in this role-play, but between the five Clans. As for warrior ceremonies, we will accept name requests, but the current leaders will give them their name. This is to stimulate the books a little, however we may name them the name you ask for. Role-playing Rank & Continuity Changes If you were to break the rules and lose your position, we will come up with a reason for your character to step down or something like so. This is not to humiliate you, but to keep the role-play from "jumping" and to keep it smooth. If you were deleted and rejoined, we will simply say that your cats were sick. If you are deleted for the third time, we will announce your cats dead under different names. If you do not like this, well, we are not mentioning your cats, so you can not really get mad. If this does happen, admins or mods will offer throwaway cats for this. Just because you did not follow our rules does not mean our role-play needs to be messed up with continuity issues. Characters & Joining Before you rattle off a bunch of cats that you are joining with, keep reading to learn of the restrictions. Some names will not be accepted. Mostly due to it not making the most sense in our role-play or in the Warriors universe altogether. Make sure you have back-up names in case we ask for that name to be changed. Also make sure the check the prefix list. We will not accept any cats with the prefixes on any list, as they are already used or will be used fairly soon in each Clan. To be a little clearer about this, we will accept a Bluewhisker in one Clan and a Bluepaw in another, but not a Bluekit in either of those Clans. Keep pelt designs realistic. You do not have to be exact with genetics, but two gray cats can not produce a ginger cat. Mutations are alright to have, but we will only allow a handful. For every three kits in every three litters, one cat with a mutation can be born. Know that if you join with an apprentice, you must create a warrior. We would prefer more warriors over apprentices, as there is no set limit unlike apprentices. We will not allow orphan kits. We are alright with a permanent queen, but their kits must be apprentice aged or older unless you have found a mate for your cat. We may allow pregnant queens, but here is the deal. That cat will not be considered pregnant unless you found someone who is willing to be the father and the two are compatible or at least have a interesting relationship. If you both agree on it, we will put that the two are mates and you may have your cat find out she is pregnant. You have a week to do this and if someone says no, it means no. You can not pressure someone or constantly mention it to the point it is annoying. For those who feel uncomfortable towards LBGTQ+ topics, characters, and forum members, we ask you kindly not to join. We will be open to those characters, members, and we are sure the topic will come up in the role-play. The character restriction has been lifted to allow members more room and feel more comfortable. The prefix save for characters not in use has been raised to six for each Clan. Please inform the admins which prefixes are for the future and which are not. We do still ask that genders be kept somewhat even, but the admin of the Clan you're joining can decide to allow or not allow certain genders until they're even. Ranks So, want to be deputy? Well, you have to be chosen by the admin to get it. Please, please do not apply to be deputy or annoy one of the admins and others with hints in your posts. It is fine if it is a kit, apprentice, or a warrior who is too young to be one. Deputy is a rank in the Clan that is to be earned. We may and probably will take a while on deciding the first deputy. Medicine cats are different. If there is a position for medicine cat open, then you may take it, but you do need to follow the rules for trusted members and higher. Same with deputy, really. Medicine cat apprentices will not be allowed at first, as we want them to be role-played into getting the rank. Trusted members will be chosen by the admin of that Clan, as well as mods. They will be people who have been on the most and we feel like we can trust. They also have the first dibs on possibly recreating this role-play if something were to happen. Mentors are a privilege. While everyone should get an apprentice sooner or later, we will not hesitate to take that away. Courtesy In general, be courteous and respectful to everyone. Keep opinions that can cause wars to yourselves. If you have an issue with someone, take it somewhere else and please for the love of all that is good keep this role-play out of your posts! We do not want negativity linked with this role-play or role-plays somehow linked to this. We expect everyone to be polite and have manners on my role-play. If you go somewhere else and name this role-play because you have an issue with another member stealing your lollipop, we will not be happy. So refrain from that. Be cautious of your words, as they can potentially hurt someone. The saying, "grow a thicker skin," will not always be allowed here. Some things, yes, but more sensitive topics, we ask you be picky with your words. If you have a serious topic that you want to discuss, or even a plot that could "trigger" someone, give a warning first or private message the person you wish to talk to. Luckily, this forum provides a link to some hotlines to help with some things. Consequences This role-play has two systems that determine whether or not you are deleted. One is a universal system and the other is an extra precaution for mods and higher so they do their job. The universal system is called the Star System. It's quite easy. When you receive a star, it means you have done something that has broken our rules. The first star comes with a verbal warning. The second star allows me to delay side plots and take away apprentices. The third star cancels any side plots you have until you have gone back to the second star. Unfortunately, that could have an impact on another person, and cause some more issues, so please do not get this far. The fourth star takes you out of any plots and if you are in a high position, you are demoted. Meaning if you are deputy, you are now a warrior. If you are a mod, you are down to a trusted member. The fifth and final star means you will be deleted in two days if you do not shape up. Depending on the severity of your actions, like you fighting with someone and getting the page deleted, it may have you skip a star or two. You do have a chance to go back down the system after a week's time if you improve. The second system is a strike system. If any negative actions occur and a mod does not reprimand the person at fault, then they receive a strike for not doing their duty. Three strikes equal a star, so be cautious. ~Sandclaw~ created the graphics with stock images. The only graphics that are not stock images are the two sides images as the photos in them belong to Rainleaf. The introduction was written by ~Sandclaw~. The rules were written by Rainleaf as well as the coding being done by her. The image in the coding is owned by Rainleaf. The history, characteristics, and territory are from the Wiki.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:16:32 GMT -5
☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆ | Admin | Very Active Peachstar, Hailgaze, Amberhaze, Snowpaw, Petalsplash, and Dawnpaw. Warnings Featherwing | Secondary | Very Active Foxrunner, Icewisp Warnings SweetClover1 | Member | Active Duskfeather, Tuftpaw, Hawkfur, Sweetclover Warnings Set from SSS | Member | Active Birchgrove Warnings Name | Rank | Activity Characters Warnings Name | Rank | Activity Characters Warnings News that refer to the role-play, such as plot updates, will be in dark brown. News referring to updates outside the role-play will be in pale yellow. 9 September 2016 WindClan was posted! 11 September 2016 WindClan is offically open and the role-play with start in the evening. Date News will be written here. Date News will be written here. Date News will be written here. Date News will be written here.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:18:10 GMT -5
While making your cats, feel free to ask if there are any open relations that you may place your cat in. You do not have to join any families, however. She-cats are italicized. An asterisk marks that a cat is deceased. ThunderClan is in #FCE6A6. RiverClan is in #161000. ShadowClan is in #FFF2CA. SkyClan is in #FFF9E7. Mates, Crushes, & Friendships Blankfur & Blahpelt are mates. Blankclaw and Merpface are kithood friends. Kin ??? + Emberbreeze = Foxrunner ???* + ???* = Petalsplash, Open, Open Open + Open = Duskfeather, Morningpaw*, Open Gorgewhisker* + Sandyheart* = Tuftpaw, Bristlekit*, Crowkit* Crowfoot* + Heronflight* = Hawkfur and Robinsong* Hawkfur + Spottedclaw = Sweetclover and Bogwhisker ??? + Soulbriar* = Birchgrove Birchgrove + Honeydream* = Deathpaw Merpface + Derpflower* = Herpwatcher, Open, Open, Mentors & Apprentices Foxrunner mentors Dawnpaw Icewisp mentors Snowpaw Petalsplash mentors Tuftpaw Plots for WindClan will be placed up here. Small summaries will be written by the person who created the plot. Key characters will also be listed below the plot. It's been two moons since heavy rains have plagued WindClan's territory resulting in of the grounds sinking in. This worries WindClan deeply and could possibly be a problem if a warrior or an apprentice is one of these sinkholes the ground below them could collapse resulting in injuries or death. Peachstar tells her Clan to keep away from the area's of reported sinkholes and that kits are not allowed outside of the camp. And apprentices are not allowed to leave camp alone, but a warrior must go with them. Peachstar prays to StarClan that her Clan won't be put in danger because of the heavy rains or any other harsh elements. Before you post fan art of your characters or scenes, please make sure you have permission by the artist and give them credit. Crediting does not always mean you have permission. There will be lineart provided by Rainleaf, so you are welcome to use that for this role-play only. I will not allow cat generator pictures, even if credit is given.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:19:16 GMT -5
{ ♀ } - - { Peachstar | 56 Moons { A sleek lithe broad shouldered she-cat with a golden sleek pelt with tabby markings, and large owl like amber eyes. Peachstar's face is slim and feminine one of her ears has a tear in it. Her legs are athletic and strong, while her paws are small and petite in size. Her frame is slim with a little bit of muscle but not much. She has a small scar on her cheek, and on her leg. She has tiny white hairs on her forehead, chest, and a few on the tip of her tail. Peachstar is unnaturally kind. The golden she-cat rarely yells or raises her voice, she often goes with a calm approach even when she's angry. Although, when she snaps it's not pleasant because she just bottles up her anger instead of addressing it at times. Peachstar is also a bit of perfectionist everything has to be set in a way or she just freaks out. She often plans events in the Clan two days before they happen so she doesn't have to worry about it. The golden she-cat enjoys checking on the queens and kits before going about her business. Even though Peachstar is a perfectionist and doesn't talk about her feelings at times she is intelligent and thinks ahead instead of making brash decisions. The golden tabby never knew her actual parents. She only had a few glimpses of them, but they died by a badger and ever since Emberstar has taken care of her. When Emberbreeze was the leader of the Clan she had promoted the golden tabby to become deputy and ever since then her adoptive sister Foxrunner has been giving her the cold shoulder. She doesn't know what to do she no longer knows what to do so she no longer tries. { ☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:20:21 GMT -5
{ ♀ } - - { Amberhaze | 67 Moons { A sleek petite golden she-cat with large dark green orbs for eyes. Her golden pelt is short and soft like silk, she has white a white muzzle with a large white dot on her head. Her belly and chest is a light cream color that looks almost white, and white her paws are small and dainty. Her face is angular along with her shoulders and she has a sleek tail. Her legs are slim but still lean. Amberhaze has a loud booming voice and also has a temper. The golden she-cat enjoys going out boarding patrols more than hunting, while hunting is important she'd rather be patrolling the area looking out for any intruders. She despises apprentices who are rude, disrespectful, and/or boastful. She doesn't like disrespect and often times let it be known by her tail signals, growls, ears, and even her whiskers. Amberhaze doesn't like keeping quiet when things deliberately made her upset she would either get up in another cat's face or get into fights. This she-cat respects Peachstar, but thinks she's too nice and calm for her own good. Although, it's not her place to tell her leader what to do. When Amberhaze was an apprentice she wanted to show her mentor what she had. She wanted to be a warrior right then and there, she'd often sneak into the forest and hunt or train on her own. Her mentor was not pleased, but was gentle with her and let her know that things take patience and she should go out with her mentor and not by herself until she's a warrior.
{ ☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆ Reserved { ♀ } - - { Petalsplash | 57 Moons { A sleek petite broad shouldered she-cat with almond shaped eyes. Her light cream pelt is soft and thick hiding her fragile frame underneath it. Her face is slanted with a long scar running down on her right eye causing blindness. She has patches of dark creams and splashes of white. Her good eye is the color of the forest when it's foggy. Petalsplash is a gentle soft spoken she-cat with a heart of gold. Petalsplash enjoys going out hunting mostly to go out for a walk around by herself and when she catches prey she gives a prayer to StarClan. She does it out of respect for her warrior ancestors and is very passionate about the Warrior Code. Petalsplash can be come across as uptight and a bit strict, but she believes that it's a warrior's duty to not only serve their Clan but also learn the ways of their ancestors. The cream tortie enjoys the company of apprentices and she teaches them what she knows and sometimes they teach her things. Although she can be quite the stickler and can come across as pushy when talking about her beliefs. Half the time she doesn't know that she's doing it, the other times she's doing is to annoy someone. Petalsplashes parents were kind to her and always believed in her, although she became respectful to not only her Clan but to StarClan as well. By the time Petalsplash turned forty-eight moons old her parents died from green-cough. After that, the cream tortie was extremely respectful to StarClan and smiles when the stars are out. When she was 36 Moons Petalsplash had gotten into a sticky sitution with a badger on a border patrol and had lost her sight from her scar. She had to learn to focus her vision in her good eye. { ☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆ { ♂ } - - { Hailgaze | 17 Moons { A large muscular short-haired tabby with slanted dark amber eyes. His pelt is light gray with dark gray tabby stripes that runs around his bulky shoulders. He hs a white underbelly along with the tip of his tail, his face is masculine with a small scar on his forehead. His paws almost look like they belong to a bear, and always wears an intimidating expression. Hailgaze is a strong and hard working tom-cat. He enjoys patrolling the border patrols during sunrise to keep an eye out for any intruders. Although the gray tabby can be annoying by trying to act tough and all cool, he may be a good warrior but he's not that witty and cool as he thinks. Although, he is still young and has a lot to know about being a warrior and it takes a lot more work than just being strong. When Hailgaze was an apprentice he usually got himself into trouble by praising of how much prey he could get. His mentor didn't appreciate his attitude and often at times would give him talks about this, but it never stopped him until one day he didn't catch a rabbit. The other apprentices thought he was a laughing stock, he wanted to impress the other apprentices, but instead he had embarrassed himself. After that, he never really tried to become a show-off but still acts like he his, his ego does get in the way of his common sense. { ☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆ { ♀ } - - { Foxrunner | 58 Moons {A lithe ginger she-cat with large pale green owl-like eyes. She’s got a few white markings– namely her muzzle, a dot on her chest, her paws and half of her legs are white and the tip of her tail is white too. Long legs, clearly of WindClan descent and she’s got a very angular physique. Aerodynamic. A need for speed, so to speak. Her enthusiasm is her driving force as age is slowly getting her down. Her muzzle only has a very light sprinkling of grey, and for the most part, she is as sprightly as she was at twenty moons– barring the sudden movements for her joints get sore if she doesn’t warm up properly. Foxrunner does not do things by half, and so every move is precise and delicate. Still got that annoying sense of propriety. Manners maketh cat after all. She has a list of rules that she will never, ever compromise. Number one on that list is to always remain presentable. Number two is to never let others see you suffer. Her pride is her treasure, she keeps it, nurtures it, and occasionally lashes out with it. Mention her age and you will regret it. She loves babies, though, despite never wanting them for herself. She loves the idea of kittens but finds them messy, as she does apprentices which she strives to teach manners. She finds most other warriors uncultured . She likes things neat, clean, and so she is always early and her appearance is always impeccable. When her mother Emberbreeze, then Emberstar, chose her adopted sister as deputy– well, it simply wasn’t right in Foxrunner’s book. She was the eldest, she was the blood born child not this familial imposter. She never wanted to be leader, but now, well, it was her blood born right. { Featherwing { ♂ } - - { Icewisp | 56 Moons {Slender but scraggly blue grey male with almond shaped ice blue eyes, white toes and a few white hairs on his chest and forehead. He… isn’t the prettiest cat to look at. Covered in scars, head to toe really– Icewisp is blind in his right eye, a large 3 talon-ed scar crossing his brow, over his sightless eye, and down his cheek. His eye was always sightless, and the wounds just makes it look mangled. His ears are tattered, but still working well. He’s got a limp. If he moves too fast, his hind left leg starts to throb painfully. It’s something he has become adept at hiding. He is heavily ashamed of his looks, knowing that he is gruesome to look at. So he stays away from puddles– and the young. To hear them comment hurts his heart. Cataloguing his scars: there are countless gashes across his shoulders and chest, his back and sides are a mess of slashes and there seems to be a heavy impact mark on his flank– the source of his mangled leg and limp. A hunch in his spine, a result of a difficult birth that killed his mother. Of course there’s the eye and the scars littering his face, two leftover scratches on his chin, his right cheek is well slashed, his muzzle is also lined with lashes. It looks as if he was involved in some sort of war. Despite his looks, he managed to keep his voice low, resonating and smooth. Like a clean rain on a hot, muggy summer’s day. What he lacks in looks he makes up with pure, unfettered courage in the sight of danger. He’s the one you want on the frontlines, despite his extreme lack of self-preservation. He is terribly quiet and shy, usually spending as little time in camp as he can during the day so he doesn’t frighten the kits. He’s a good soul, he tries to be so anyway. He doesn’t argue, does as he’s told, he’s an avid believer in StarClan– hoping that he would be worth the honour of being changed into something beautiful– for once. { Featherwing { ♀ } - - { Sweetclover | 25 moons { Sweetclover is a long legged she cat with the typical thin, lithe build of a Windclan cat. She has dark tortoiseshell fur, most of it making up in black and dark ginger, only splashes of white popping up every now and then on her coat, like on the tip of her tail and her underbelly. Her fur is short, but surprisingly soft despite its rather rough looking appearance. She has dark green eyes, and a small scar that runs over the bridge of her nose. She is bubbly, and easily excitable, and always has her nose stuck into things that they really shouldn't be. She's a little reserved the more you get to know her personally, she grew up as an only kit, making it hard for her to trust others completely. Once you earn her trust, you quickly learn that this typically bubbly she cat is actually quite shy and sometimes anxious, and desperate to prove herself to others, due to her half clan heritage, her mother being a Shadowclan warrior that she's only met once or twice at gatherings, despite her remarkable likeness to her. This is quite a sore spot for her, considering her sibling stayed with her mother, and has to put up with "half clan" taunts. { Sweetclover1 { /♂ } - - { Hawkfur | 50 moons { Hawkfur is a long legged tom with a dark brown pelt with a white underbelly and a long, thin tail. He has pale amber eyes and a nick in his ear from a long ago border skirmish. He has a white front left paw, and a white tail tip as well. Hawkfur is the type of warrior who is constantly looking out for other cats, whether they be a part of his clan or not. Although he comes off as gruff and fairly tough on his apprentices, the tom has a giant heart and has been known in the past to bend the rules a little if he feels as if it right for the clan. Once his affair with Spottedclaw was exposed, he became a stickler for the rules and has been struggling to make up for his past mistakes ever since. Once upon a time, his mate was Spottedclaw from Shadowclan, but after Sweetclover and Bogwhisker where born, they quickly broke it off.. { Sweetclover1 { ♂ } - - { Duskfeather | 15 Moons { Duskfeather is a thin tom with long legs and short, rough brownish black fur with a white underbelly, neck, and part of his face. The white runs up to his forehead, it coming up almost like a triangle. The tom is energetic, loyal to his clanmates, and always ready to confront the enemy, whether it be an actual one or a perceived one. He loves working with apprentices and kits, and is quite the storyteller, despite his young age. The tom has the tendency to over exaggerate at times, but it makes it all the more fun to be with him. He is a decent hunter, better at hunting than he is at fighting, his rather gawky appearance getting in the way when he tries to fight- he is always either tripping on his own paws or something else. He has wide amber eyes that seem incredibly trusting, and gives him an appearance of innocence, even if the tom can be anything but at times. His sister, Morningpaw, died by falling into the gorge during their final assessment to become warriors, he tried to save her but she fell over by the time he got to the edge. He refuses to go near there since. { SweetClover1 { ♂ } - - { Birchgrove | 20 moons { To say Birchgrove's had a tough life is kind of an understatement, and he's a bit unsure of what his future will bring. Birchgrove is the cross of a brief love affair between a Thunderclan rogue and his mother, a Windclan warrior. As such, he isn't of full Windclan blood. While he has the sleek, lithe shape most Windclan cats carry, it is on a larger body. His fur is light brown and is covered and dark brown tabby markings. He has green eyes, matching both the color of moors and the thick forests that created him. Birchgrove's mother died shortly after she kitted him of white-cough, and his littermates died due to a cold chill that followed that very night. From the beginning, Birchgrove was struggling to survive. As soon as he was old enough to eat fresh-kill, he was generally ignored by the only other available nursing queen and slept in his own nest. Seen as the outsider of the clan, it took a long time for Birchgrove to prove himself due to the Thunderclan blood in his veins. He made quick friends of the kits in the Nursery, although refused to join in on their games to escape the camp, although there was an occasion when he followed that got all the kits into trouble. Despite this minor setback, Birchgrove became an apprentice at 6 moons and began training vigorously. He was eager to prove himself and prove himself he did. Having worked hard in his training, an incident with a badger getting too close to camp resulted in being made a warrior early than his den mates. Despite this, he kept a close bond with them and began to develop feelings for one of them. They returned Birchgrove's feelings and, come her warrior ceremony, they were expecting kits. Everything seemed so bright and happy in Birchgrove's life until of course, it all came crashing down. While racing across the territory in a game, a rogue monster swerved off the Thunderpath and ended up hitting his mate. The resulting blow left her barely alive and, while she did live, she had no memory of her past life and went a bit insane. She believed herself to be a part of Shadowclan and, on the eve of her kitting, snuck off to join them. Birchgrove followed, trying to stop her but when he arrived at the Shadowclan border she was dead, having died in the kitting with no one to aid her. Her kit missing, and any chance of finding it was masked by the Thunderpath's stench. Distraught, Birchgrove returned to Windclan. Nowadays, he's a bit all over the place, he is loyal to Windclan and always will be, but he tends to skulk and has shut himself off from his clanmates, believing he is nothing but a beacon of bad luck and death. Unbeknownst to him, his kit lives and is safe is Shadowclan, having become an apprentice recently. { Set from SSS Reserved
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:24:09 GMT -5
{ ♀ } - - { Tuftpaw | 9 Moons { Tuftpaw is a rather small she cat by Windclan standards- she has long legs proportionate to her body size, but she is still only the size of a six moon old apprentice. She has soft white fur with pale grey tabby splashes all over it, along with tufts of fur that poke out over her ears, hence her name, Tuftpaw. This she cat is constantly trying to be bigger than she actually is, always sizing up others and sometimes even fluffing out her fur to make herself look bigger. She is quick to make a decision, and doesn't put much thought into what her actions might do to her fellow clanmates. She means well, she really does, she just isn't the best at "thinking through her situations" . She is the only one of her litter to survive to apprenticeship, and both of her parents died in a tunneling accident when she was 5 moons old. { SweetClover1 Reserved { ♂ } - - { Snowpaw | 6 Moons { A small pudgy tom-cat with large misty gray eyes. He has bulky shoulders and his pelt is white and soft and thick as snow. His facial features are plump while his paws are tiny while his tail is long and feathery. His tail is the fluffiest part of him, and he has small ear tufts. Snowpaw is a bit smaller than other apprentices, but he doesn't let that get him down. He is kind-hearted and willing to help the elders. He enjoys listening to their tales and also enjoys training with his mentor on battle moves. Hinting isn't his favorite, although he tries he can't keep his balance right and ends up falling on his side ending up scaring the prey away. His eye coordination isn't that great along with movements. He is quite clumsy and trips over his own paws on accident. When he feels down he goes back to the apprentice den and just wants to sleep the day away and ignore about how tiny or clumsy he is. As a kit he was always the runt of the litter, he was tiny and the medicine cat thought for sure he wouldn't make it. And yet, he survived and is full of life. Although he will go through some rough times he is thankful for the life has been given. { ☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆ { ♂ } - - { Dawnpaw | 7 Moons { A small lithe tom-cat with small light amber eyes. He has small shoulders and his pelt is dark brown with cream on his ears and muzzle while his chest, belly, paws, and the tip of his tail are white. His tail is average size and his facial features are lean and masculine. The tom has strong legs but not that fast nor light on his paws. Dawnpaw is quite intelligent and has often shown that in his hunting training, however, his battle training is a little bit tougher since he can be quite predictable at times. The tom can be quite shy, but still, tries make conversation even if he seems awkward at it. Dawnpaw always looked up to the elders for advice especially Emberbreeze the retired leader. He enjoyed listening to her stories and wants to ask for help for his battle training but he begins to get nervous and thinks it may not be the best idea. While Dawnpaw is shy he wants to try and do things for himself before asking for help. Although, him asking for help isn't easy it's quite hard. When Dawnpaw was a kit he looked an exact copy of his mother except for his amber eyes, those he got from his father. The tom never actually knew his dad and hopes to meet him someday. He hopes to be the best warrior he can be and when he is an elder he'll be able to tell future apprentices that it's okay to make mistakes you just gotta learn from them. { ☆~𝓒𝑦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔞~☆ Reserve
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 12:26:29 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 20:51:50 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 22:18:28 GMT -5
Camp: Leader's Den | Evening Peachstar | 56 Moons | She-cat [ {Here's a starter if anyone wants to join in} ]
Peachstar looked around her Clan. Her whiskers twitched with nervousness as she watched her Clan. She began to pace around her paws stomped on the den floor, she gave a light sigh. She looked at the night sky to see starts flickering and twinkling she gave a soft purr. She was comforted by the gleaming stars knowing that her Clan was being watched by her ancestors but she could not shake a feeling. Her and Foxrunner have been distant for a while. The golden tabby can't help but feel an overwhelming sadness. She never understood why her adoptive mother Emberbreeze chose her to be leader. Although, Foxrunner didn't want to be leader she couldn't understand why she was mad at her for being the leader now. It's not like either of them have a choice, and Peachstar can't help but feel hurt by this anger from her. She laid down on the ground and gave a defeated sigh. "There's nothing I can do, huh," she whispered to herself. coding by officialrainleafwcf Camp Entrance | Evening Hailgaze | 17 Moons | Tom [ {Here's a starter if anyone wants to join in} ]
Hailgaze looked behind him to see his camp. His whiskers twitched he wanted to hunt a bit, at least something so he can easily go back to his den and just sleep. Although he didn't want to go alone and he didn't know if he wanted to disturb one of his Clan members or just try to get some sleep. He didn't want to sleep just yet though he wanted to at least do something productive if he couldn't sleep. He shook his gray tabby pelt and fluffed it a bit in aggravation. He decided to wait patiently and figure what to do instead of just rushing things, and he honestly didn't want to diturb one of his Clanmates slumber, he knew he would get his ear chewed off for sure. He paced for a bit wondering what he could do. He twitched his whiskers again and headed to the warrior den and his ears faltten. He hoenstly didn't want to go in there just yet so he waited outside. coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 12, 2016 11:32:32 GMT -5
WindClan Camp | Not long before Dawn. Foxrunner | 58 Moons | Female [ ooc ]
Foxrunner is and always will be a drama queen. Not a queen as in a mother, Winds be good, no. Never that. But just an overly dramatic individual who needs to make everything about her. So, when her beloved mother chose her baby sister as deputy– though let it be known it was never in Foxrunner's ambitions to be leader– well. It was a slight against the ginger and white she-cat herself. It was unacceptable. Completely so. "How dare mother do this to me." She would mutter to herself, glaring at the warriors den. She didn't so much hate her sister as she hated the position her sister was in. Which didn't really make so much sense to anyone who wasn't Foxrunner, but when was it any different? Most everyone didn't quite understand how Foxrunner's mind worked, only that it worked quickly and tirelessly against anything not WindClan. coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2016 13:02:58 GMT -5
{Hey Fea X3 I'll write a response soon, sorry for taking so long I was extremely busy today.}
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 12, 2016 13:25:47 GMT -5
[ No worries, Cyn! I've got a meeting at 4pm so I'll be back on after that, probably. ]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2016 14:02:30 GMT -5
WindClan Camp | Not Long Before Dawn Peachstar | 56 Moons | She-cat [ {Don't know if it should be afternoon with this or something XDD} ]
The golden tabby looked around for her sister Foxrunner her fur bristled with nervousness and her ears flattened. Her belly was filled to the brim with butterflies. Come on Peachstar you need to talk to her! She thought in her head trying to build up courage, she couldn't just avoid this subject anymore, she had to talk it out otherwise, it would just get worse. She then spotted the ginger and white she-cat and bounded up towards her. "Foxrunner? May we talk for a bit?" she asked her voice squeaked a bit with nervousness but she cleared her throat. "I think we both need to talk," she meowed with more confidence than before and her large amber eyes peered down at her elder sister. She didn't know where to began and tried to find a place to begin. "Sister, I know longer want to feel like you despise me, I just want us to get along," she said and her ears flattened against her head. Her golden amber eyes betrayed her. As they shown great sadness and pain that she was going through. coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 12, 2016 16:23:34 GMT -5
WindClan Camp | Afternoon Foxrunner | 58 Moons | Female [ ooc ]
Foxrunner's pale gaze turned to her adopted sister, scrutinizing her critically. "Dearest sister, I do not despise you" Her voice was sickeningly sweet, pitying the female before her. "I just pity your.. station. It isn't good for your health. Stress leads to death, remember that. After all, you can't help that you aren't of mother's blood as I am." There it was, that awful sympathy again. "So don't fret sweet one, I'll be here when you're falling apart" Foxrunner's cunning was showing now, in her ruthless attempt to knock her sister off her confident perch. She didn't hate Peachstar, not really. She still remembered the youth that toddled around after her, the adventures they used to get up to– no. She shut that train of thought down. No empathy. Not for her. coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2016 17:36:55 GMT -5
WindClan Camp | Not Long Before Dawn Peachstar | 56 Moons | She-cat [ OOC ]
The golden tabby didn't look at her sister in they eyes her confidance was already lowering but she didn't enjoy this little game. Anger was coursing through her veins and she began to regret trying to talk about this her ears flattened and she let out a snarl. "So this is what it comes to sister? You playing these mind games on me? Forgetting that I looked up to you? I didn't want this position either, but I have it now. There's nothing that you nor I can do. But I guess it can't be helped huh? Like you said I'm not blood, but it doesn't matter right? It's obvious you're bitter towards me because of this and I want to know why Foxrunner," she growled her whiskers twitched and her tail flaied angerily behind her. "I deserve to know how this is my fault," she said her voice obviously pained. Obviously her being leader had made her bottle up her emotions and everything that made her upset has finally exploded she took her anger out on Foxrunner and it made her upset. She shouldn't have done that, even if what she did wasn't right, but doing that wasn't right. "Sorry, didn't mean to do that, I guess I'm just fed up with this drama about me being leader. Can we at least try to move past this?" she asked/. coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 12, 2016 18:04:51 GMT -5
Camp | Not long for Dawn Foxrunner | 58 Moons | Female [ ooc ]
Foxrunner glared at Peachstar, "Why? Why? Because Mother skipped over me. Because Mother Dearest always liked you more. I have been nothing to her, was always nothing to her even before you came along" Her words were biting, bitterness practically oozing from her tone. Straightening her spine, the warrior turned her gaze from her leader, "You did not have to accept, Peachstar. But as usual you just went along with it. You let her push you and look where it's gotten you" A flash of teeth as she bit back a snarl. "Alone. Just like your big sister. Tell me, how does it feel to be on top of the Clan? Being apart of us but so far away from the day to day activities. Does it burn in you?"
Foxrunner snorted, "So no, I don't hate you, Peachstar. Nor do I wish I was in your position. I hate what you will become" Flicking her gaze back to her sister, pale green locking in on amber. "You'll finally be like Mother. Isn't that what you always wanted?" That last bit wasn't quite fair, but Foxrunner never played fair. Not really. She was the one who wanted to be like their mother, she wasn't so sure about Peachstar. So when the former leader passed over her eldest in favor of her much meeker youngest– well. It was and likely always would be a bitter bug to swallow. No amount of begging would fix the wound that was created by pride. coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2016 19:08:09 GMT -5
WindClan Camp | Not Long Before Dawn Peachstar | 56 Moons | She-cat [ I had so may problems with writing this reply . . . but after I write this I'm gonna have to do the dishes. ]
Peachstar gave a snort at her elder sister and started to growl."How dare you! Do you even know why I do the things she asks of me? Do you? Have you forgotten that she took me in when my parents died?! I felt like I owed her the whole time because while she took care of me she didn't have too. She gave me love Foxrunner and a family, and a sister who I love. But now she seems like she doesn't give a flying feather about me, you keep saying you don't hate me but your actions speak louder than words. You always glare at me and you're probably not even proud of me, and you keep saying I'm gonna be like mother. I'm not gonna be like her, I'm going to be myself. This is becoming ridiculous, and you don't even care. Am I asking a lot by wishing you to be proud of me? I've always been proud of you, and I've always loved you does that not matter to you anymore?" the golden tabby's words were heartfelt and each one of them burned with sadness. She was afraid of her sister's answers and yet she wanted to know the honesty of each one of em. Her golden eyes looked into her pale green orbs. She didn't care if she glared at her anymore, she just wanted to have support for those who had been there for her.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2016 6:16:55 GMT -5
{Good morning.}
{Edit: I'm gonna to head back to bed I'm still quite tired XDD I'll be on a bit later though see ya.}
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2016 20:07:55 GMT -5
{Bump}
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2016 13:16:45 GMT -5
{Bump}
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2016 12:15:41 GMT -5
{Bump}
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 9:45:32 GMT -5
{Featherwing I require you presence XD}
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