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Novice Creeps
Most active at night and can usually be summoned around noon or later in the day.
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Post by Novice Creeps on Oct 16, 2016 20:08:49 GMT -5
~Credit to Ƭнє Ɗяєαмєя✧ for the lovely banner
You are a young lion without a pride, roaming the savanna when you pause by a river to take a drink, you haven't seen water in days, after all. As you lap at the refreshing water, you hear pawsteps approaching, followed by a snarl. The next thing you know, another lion has you pinned to the bank. "Who are you?" The young male snaps, he hardly has a mane grown, just few longer tufts on the top of his head and neck. "Well spotted, Lightningpaw." A large she-lion rumbles, wading through the water and nudging the male aside. "You really shouldn't be in Lionclan territory, young one, it's dangerous for outsiders." She warns sternly. "Unless you join, we'll have to chase you off and I doubt that the other clans will be nearly as welcoming!" Lightningpaw spits, curling his lip in disgust at the mention of the other clans.
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So, you've decided to join Lionclan, the clan of brute strength and close knit bonds. Welcome to your new family.
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Rules
-Be active: We run on a three strike warning system. I understand that you have a life outside the forums, I do too. But please warn me before you just disappear for extended periods of time.
-Forum rules are my rules
-Please, for the love of cheese, be descriptive with forms and replies! No one-liners, please. If you have issues being descriptive, look up synonyms for the word that you want to use. Flesh out your character and actions, but don't overdo it.
-Literacy: I get it, we all make mistakes every now and then with spelling, grammar, and punctuation. But if you continuously make mistakes and it's in character, people won't really want to roleplay with you. Really, the only thing that will happen is an overwhelming urge to correct you.
-No perfect characters or characters with odd colors. Different markings to set apart characters is fine, white, dark brown, and black cats are allowed but are not common. Your cat can't take on an elephant or a giraffe by itself and not everyone will like your character.
-Mates: Cats can secretly have a mate from another clan but think logically about size differences, no lion/caracal, leopard/serval, lion/serval, or leopard/caracal hybrids.
-Most important rule here, you ready? HAVE FUN!
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Traditions
All queens that are close to giving birth, must leave their clan and have their kits before returning one moon later with their kits. They may remain on their territory or go to another clans territory, but they are not to be disturbed or attacked, even if they come from a rival clan.
All conflicts are to be put on hold during migration season.
Warrior code
Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from other Clans, but your loyalty must remain to your Clan, as one day you may meet them in battle.
Do not hunt or trespass on another Clan's territory.
Elders, queens, and kits must be fed before apprentices and warriors. Unless they have permission, apprentices may not eat until they have hunted to feed the elders. If any warrior or apprentice is sick or injured, they may eat while the elders, queens, and kits are eating.
Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for its life.
A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice.
Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name.
A cat cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice.
The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies, retires or is exiled.
After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moonhigh.
A Gathering of all four Clans is held at the full moon during a truce that lasts for the night. There shall be no fighting among Clans at this time.
Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassing cats, especially if they are not of the same species of cat.
No warrior can neglect a kit in pain or danger, even if the kit is from a different Clan. The kit must be returned to its clan either after being treated or for treatment.
The word of the Clan Leader is the warrior code.
An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win their battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or if it is necessary for self-defense.
A warrior rejects all contact with two-legs.
Each Clan has the right to be proud and independent, but in times of trouble they must forget their boundaries and fight side by side to protect the four. Each Clan must help the others so that no Clan will fall.
No clan may deny another clan access to water in times of drought.
A nesting queen is to be left alone, even outside of her own territory.
Prey
Seasonal Prey: Comes with the wet season
Wildebeest
Zebra
Guinea Fowl
All year round
Hippos-Skilled hunters
Gazelle
Antelope
Some birds
Meerkats
Some livestock
Predators (Mostly prey on cubs)
Hyenas
Jackals
Wild Dogs
Dangerous Animals
Elephants
Giraffes
Some birds of prey (Cubs only)
Map
 Characters
Leader-
Strikestar: Strikestar is a large, tawny male lion with a thick black and brown mane. He has a rather scarred face and has started to develop white hairs along the edge of his muzzle. Despite his gruff appearance, Strikestar is a rather gentle cat, especially when it comes to younger lions in the clan. If he isn't out hunting or patrolling, he can usually be found helping with training or keeping an eye on the cubs. He is a fierce fighter and proud of his clan to a fault. He stubbornly holds a grudge against ServalClan and CaracalClan and he has no issues with making it known that the two clans hold a rivalry. RPed by: Rising Tragedy
Deputy-
Medicine cat-
Warriors-
Melloheart: Melloheart is an off-white lioness with green eyes and a torn ear. She is a gentle warrior and tends to be more understanding than some cats in her clan, offering help more readily than some of the others. She is the mentor of Lightningpaw and serves as one of the senior warriors. Despite her kind nature, she is far from being a pushover and she has no problem with knocking another cat down a peg or two if they step out of line. She specializes in fighting, due to her white pelt standing out against the scrub land of Lionclan's territory. RPed by: Rising Tragedy
Sandfur- Sandfur is a honey-colored male lion that is smaller than most of the other warriors.His mane is still growing in, it being more of a golden scruff instead of a luxurious mane.He has amber eyes.Being the runt of the litter, Sandfur became a warrior later than usual making him constantly trying to overcompensate for the time he missed while he was ill. He may be small, and when he was younger rather sickly, he is still stocky and isn't afraid to throw his weight around if he sees problems in the clan- he's a better fighter, and a diffuser of situations than a hunter. RPed by: Sweetclover1
Queens-
Apprentices-
Honeypaw- A cream colored lioness with kit spots still on her legs and crossed her face. Her fur is still fluffy, much like a kits, giving away her age of 7 moons. She's a bit head-strong, not one to take orders from anyone unless they are above her rank. She loves learning, practically every moment she is awake she is begging her mentor to teach her something else. RPed by: Sweetclover1
Lightningpaw: Lightningpaw is a bright golden tom with a scraggly beginning of a mane. He is the oldest apprentice and the bossiest. Though he hasn't even grown into his mane yet, he acts like he's already a warrior and often has to be reminded by his mentor that he still has a ways to go before he can become a warrior. He has a rather sturdy build and likes to throw his weight around in battle training, or if he generally dislikes a cat. He's kind of a jerk but he does have a good heart under that bossy exterior. Apprentice to Melloheart. RPed by: Rising Tragedy
Kits-
Elders-
Outsiders- Whitewish: Whitewish is an outsider. He likes skirting the territory and stealing prey openly. He is actually a sweet cat, but he wishes to stay out of a Clan. It may seem strange, but he was raised that way. His pelt is bleached blonde with his mane being a bit darker. His mane is also smaller than most adult lions. His sister is Morningleaf. RPed by: Peanutella Morningleaf: Morningleaf is a blonde lioness. She likes to play around with things she doesn't eat, like maybe batting at a crocodiles face. Like Whitewish, she is kind-hearted and thinks the best of most lions and lionesses. Brother is Whitewish. RPed by: Peanutella
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 17, 2016 18:12:44 GMT -5
Sandfur- Sandfur is a honey-colored male lion that is smaller than most of the other warriors.His mane is still growing in, it being more of a golden scruff instead of a luxurious mane.He has amber eyes.Being the runt of the litter, Sandfur became a warrior later than usual making him constantly trying to overcompensate for the time he missed while he was ill. He may be small, and when he was younger rather sickly, he is still stocky and isn't afraid to throw his weight around if he sees problems in the clan- he's a better fighter, and a diffuser of situations than a hunter.
Honeypaw- A cream colored lioness with kit spots still on her legs and crossed her face. Her fur is still fluffy, much like a kits, giving away her age of 7 moons. She's a bit head-strong, not one to take orders from anyone unless they are above her rank. She loves learning, practically every moment she is awake she is begging her mentor to teach her something else.
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Novice Creeps
Most active at night and can usually be summoned around noon or later in the day.
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Post by Novice Creeps on Oct 17, 2016 18:45:27 GMT -5
Strikestar huffed as he padded into the camp, giving a low grumble as he gazed over the resting cats. "Lightningpaw, where's Honeypaw?" He called, his tail flicking slowly as he looked around for the honey-coloured apprentice. Upon getting a response, he padded over. "Honeypaw. Melloheart and Sandfur are about to go hunting, go with them. You too, Lightningpaw." He rumbled.
Melloheart stood up at the mention of going out on a hunting patrol with the two apprentices. "Well then. Are you ready to go, Sandfur? Honeypaw?" She called, pausing to stretch and growling slightly as she stretched. "Stay close until told otherwise." She rumbled, looking down at the two apprentices.
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sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 17, 2016 18:50:08 GMT -5
Honeypaw bolted up onto her paws, dipping her head win respect, trying her best not to have her hackles raise in excitement. At Mellohearts question, the apprentice shot forward, checking Lightningpaw in the shoulder as she ran to Melloheart. "Got it!" She responded, voice coming out as more of a squeak than a rumble.Her fur, still kit-like, was slightly messy, making her look younger than she actually was.
Sandfur did his best not to show any amusement, the young warrior remembering well the excitement of a hunt. Honeypaw was young, only just finishing her first moon of training. This must be one of her first hunts, then.
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Post by Peanutella on Oct 17, 2016 19:25:39 GMT -5
(Post so I don't lose this later.)
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sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 17, 2016 19:33:09 GMT -5
"Don't worry, Melloheart, I wouldn't dream of fighting during a hunt," She mewed, almost too innocently, trying her best to keep pace with Lightningpaw. She shot him a rather smug look, as if she had won this little argument just because they had to play nice. She studied the herd, trying to spot out the smallest, youngest gazelle they could go after.
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Post by Peanutella on Oct 17, 2016 19:50:10 GMT -5
Clan: Outskirts of LionClan
Hybrid?: No
Name: Whitewish
Pelt description and gender: Whitewish is an outsider. He likes skirting the territory and stealing prey openly. He is actually a sweet cat, but he wishes to stay out of a Clan. It may seem strange, but he was raised that way. His pelt is bleached blonde with his mane being a bit darker. His mane is also smaller than most adult lions.
Kin?: Morningleaf
Clan: Outskirts of LionClan
Hybrid?: No
Name: Morningleaf
Pelt description and gender: Morningleaf is a blonde lioness. She likes to play around with things she doesn't eat, like maybe batting at a crocodiles face. Like Whitewish, she is kind hearted and thinks the best of most lions and lionesses.
Kin?: Whitewish
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Post by Peanutella on Oct 17, 2016 20:09:35 GMT -5
Whitewish padded by his sister, his huge paws making little sound. He brought back a hare to eat, but he knew that neither of them could eat and be filled.
"Hunt the livestock." Morningleaf grumbled. She was half asleep, so it sounded more like, "Hunfelifeshtok"
The brother rolled his eyes and padded over to her. A slight nudge and she woke. The pair of lions buried the remains of the hare right after eating it. They then padded on, deeper into LionClan territory unknowingly.
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sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 17, 2016 20:12:22 GMT -5
Honeypaw let out a snarl, leaping forwards, running straight for the gazelle, and leaped forwards, latching onto the prey, hoping that Lightningpaw would leap soon. The weight of the juvenile lion was enough to through off the gazelles balance, allowing Lightningpaw an in.
Sandfur remained hidden with Melloheart, assessing the two apprentices and how they worked with each other. It would be best to watch them, Lightningpaws roar already alerting the rest of the herd that predators where near. It would be a bad move to go for one of the other gazelles now that they where running.
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Post by Peanutella on Oct 17, 2016 20:25:56 GMT -5
Both lions padded on. Whitewish had remembered seeing a herd of gazelle while hunting, but not having the chance to take one down because he didn't have the skill. If he could herd them towards his sister, she could take one or two down.
Morningleaf opened her mouth to drink in any scents. "How far away is it?" she asked, figuring he was leading her towards something.
"Probably moved. If we can find where they originally were, we can follow the scent and hunt." He replied.
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Post by Peanutella on Oct 17, 2016 20:43:30 GMT -5
Whitewish leaped out of the brush, scent of gazelle in his nose. A slight flick of the tail and Morningleaf raced after him. Whitewish leaped silently behind to flank the already running herd. Good. he thought. It should be easy for her to get one separated.
Morningleaf raced forward, much more nimble and able than her brother. She veered off after an older gazelle which was running slower, and she signaled her brother to come up and take it down.
He waited for a moment, waiting for her to herd it over to him. He jumped out of the brush, catching it by surprise. He took it by the neck, his paws crashing into it's neck almost violently.
Morningleaf took the chance. She leaped onto it's back, taking it down. Once down, she wasted no time in killing it.
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Post by Peanutella on Oct 17, 2016 21:03:22 GMT -5
Morningleaf's head snapped up. She shoved her brother, who's head was down and about to take a bite of the prey. His head jolted upwards and he took a few steps back. Both cast a glance at each other, seemingly wondering if they should fight or run.
"Hello.." Morningleaf finally mewed quietly, backing away from the kill.
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