Sapphic
►ℛavenwish
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night ♡
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Post by ►ℛavenwish on Jul 31, 2016 17:26:44 GMT -5
 credit to the amazing Amaryllis at //asymmetrically] for this banner! Introduction Burnt trees were everywhere the eye could see; some burned down to their stumps while others were simply charred, but all contributed to the effect of desolation. Black ash lay in a thin covering, swirling up under your paws as you trek through. You pad onward, exploring the life-barren landscape- the forest seemed to stretch on infinitely. The tall, ebony remains of the oak trees blotted out the sky and made the ground look as if night had fallen eternally. A feeling of futility settled in your stomach, as it seemed that you would never see the sun's promising brilliance again. After a sorrowful glance over your shoulder, you decided to continue your exploration and padded into the darkness- there was nothing in any direction, but this path must be chosen- hunger's biting pain had already set in, and would not be eased unless you found a prey source. It wasn't long before you could no longer see the light coming from where you'd came from. Worried thoughts ran through your head, and all efforts to push them away were quickly diminished. Too distracted by the terror constantly taunting you, you hadn't noticed the scent of other cats until now; when a strong pine scent washed over you. You whipped around to see a pure black cat with golden eyes staring down at you. Those haunting eyes held so much in them, but the first thing you registered- and the most prominently displayed, was the unmistakable gleam of blood lust. You jumped back quickly, the fur bristling along your spine in a weak attempt to show dominance. "W-Who are you?!" You asked, still in a state of shock. The cat's voice was sharp and commanding. "You shouldn't be here. This is a cold, unforgiving place and no cat should ever have to go through what lies in these woods." The stranger looked around, with a flash of fear in their eyes, though quickly masked. You noticed a large scar running across the back of the cats neck and wondered of the story behind it. "Why do you say that?" You asked out of curiosity. The reply was quick. "The Clan that lives here is barbaric. There is no hesitation to kill here. Any cats outside of their Clan are made into their filthy servants. Only the strongest survive in these woods. All others will surely perish." They looked around quickly yet again. You thought for a moment and they stared you down, trying to drive the message home. "I have warned you, but it is your own choice whether you continue or not..." They stared at you, waiting to see what you'd do next... Ranks, Customs, and Traditions Of course, NightClan has the same ceremonies as in the majority of Clans. The scripts are unnecessary for the normal ceremonies, but others, exclusive to NightClan's customs, must be known by Clan members. The first of which is the Battle of Succession. This is a sacred tradition, taking place only in a few situations: 1.) The death of a leader: the current deputy temporarily steps up to the position of leader. Next, he/she summons all cats for a Clan meeting, and calls for all cats with ambition, dedication, and Clan honor to step forward so that they may compete for the position of leader. The current deputy then assembles the volunteers, and joins their ranks. All competitors touch tails, the cat equivalent of shaking hands, and engage in combat to the death in front of their Clanmates. Once the competition is narrowed down to two final cats, the fight continues, but only until one gains dominance, the battle ends without a final kill. The winner becomes the new leader, but the second strongest has still earned the honor of survival, and takes the position of deputy. 2.) In the case the deputy's death, the same procedure follows, however, the winner will assume the deputy's position, and the second place cat will become the Attack Leader. The second tradition is the Marking of Servants. In the case that the Clan leader believes that a warrior has done a great service to the Clan, the said warrior will be allowed to select a prisoner to be kept as his/her personal servant. The warrior and the prisoner will be brought before the Clan to perform the Marking of Servants, in which the warrior will give the servant a wound that will become a scar that will bond the two together, showing that the servant belong to his/her master. From this time until death, the servant will continue to be connected to their master. NightClan has the established ranks of any normal Clan that you would find. However, there are also unique statuses in the clan as well. Leader: The leader is the director of the Clan, in charge of keeping it's members in order and making sure that everything runs smoothly. Deputy: The deputy is the one the cat that organizes the hunting patrols, as well as the leader's main adviser in important decisions. The deputy is the leader's second in command. Medicine Cat: The medicine cat is in charge of healing the Clan's wounded warriors, helping queens in kit birth, and easing the pain of elders. Medicine Cat Apprentice: The medicine cat apprentice's job is to assist in healing the sick and wounded. He/she learns of the different types of herbs used as medicines from his/her mentor. Attack Leaders: This cats is a highly respected warrior who leads the attack squad for attacks that is commanded by the Leader or Deputy. He/she plans attack details and leads the Clan into battle with nearby rogues, loners, or Clans. Ambush Leaders: This cat is a highly respected strategist who leads the ambush squad to ambush and capture targets who have been posing a threat to NightClan. The ambush leader also organizes raids on other outsiders. Warriors: Warriors are the cats that make up the attack squad. Other duties of a NightClan warrior include hunting for themselves and for their superiors in ranking, patrolling borders, and guarding the captured prisoners. Strategist: Strategists are the cats that make up the ambush squad. They also stalk and capture cats that venture to close to the territory, and they also keep records on all the cat known be live in, around the clans territories including other clan's cats. Servants: Servants were once prisoners but were freed under the agreement that the prisoner would be under control by a designated Clan cat. Servants have no rights and must obey their master. Punishments may be inflicted upon servants who go against their master's will. Prisoners: Prisoners are captured outsider cats or Clan cats that the leader or deputy have felt committed a great sin against the Clan. Any female prisoner must allow any male cat mate with them. Nurturers/Kit Raisers: Nurturers are she-cats specially designated to the care and raising of kits. Instead of their mothers raising them, Nurturers take their place so that the she cats can continue to serve the Clan as soon as possible. Kits are weaned off of milk as early as they can be, so that their mother can return to her normal duties. Clan over kin, as the saying goes. Apprentices: Warrior Apprentices are juvenile cats training to become a warriors. Kits become apprentices the day after they are deemed strong enough to handle training. Ages vary between kits, but no kit start their training after five moons old. Kits not strong enough by the age of six moons are exiled. Strategist Apprentices: Strategist Apprentices are cats training to become a strategist. The method of determining the age of apprenticing is the same with Warrior Apprentices. Executioners: Executioners are cats appointed by the leader, drawn from the ranks of both strategists and normal warriors. Their task is to execute cats that have committed injustices against the Clan, or are seen as threats to the safety of high ranking cats. Prisoners: NightClan often takes prisoners in. They usually consist of rogues, loners, kitty pets, and even sometimes cats from other Clans. This is done to gain leverage over the cats related to the prisoners. Prisoners are treated like scum, for they have done nothing to gain respect in the clan. Clan cats are discouraged from interacting with them, unless the action is mandatory. Talking to a prisoner too much may result in punishment, depending on the situation. They are prohibited from leaving the camp, and sometimes are forced to participate in gladiatorial type fights for the Clan's entertainment. Servants: Certain high ranking cats keep a prisoner as their servants. Servants are bonded to their masters, following a strict code of behavior, and must be obedient at all times. » RULES CLAN RULES 1. For every wrongdoing committed by any member of the Clan, they will be given "marks" as reminder that mistakes are not tolerated. These marks are in the form of scars alongside the cat's flank or back. After five marks, a cat is sentenced to be executed. All execution are carried out at the fallen tree, and by tradition, take place at sunrise the morning after the execution order is given. 2. In a traditional execution, a cat is given a chance to fight for both their honor and their right to their life- which can only be achieved through a battle with the appointed executioner. If the cat that is sent to be executed defeats the executioner by killing them, they are spared their life, and given a position of decent respect and trust. 3. After a cat defeats an executioner, they become a full fledged member of the clan. Now they are as equals to any Clan-born cat that has committed no crimes. 4. Any cat they consider too weak to thrive in the Clan is too heavy a burden to support in a land that is already with a lack of prey. They are put down by eating Death Berries or are exiled from Clan territory. This punishment depends on the cat's ranking. 5. Everyone must supply food for themselves, with the following exceptions: prisoners, who are given daily rations, and are not to be trusted to go out and hunt. Nurturers are preoccupied with raising young, and are given a sufficient amount of prey to keep them healthy enough to continue their job. The deputy and leader have other Clan member hunt for them. 6. To kill without reason is frowned upon, but not considered a crime in most scenarios. To kill with fair reason is a feat of both physical and mental strength, and earns you respect. 7. Fallen warriors will be mourned for one night, before being buried outside of camp. It is Clan lore that their spirits will bring the Camp protection. 8. Honor both the Dark Forest and StarClan. Both are equal afterlives. Dark Forest dream visiting is an often occurrence, as apprentices dedicated to their Clan will train day and night to serve it well. Those with DF and NightClan mentors tend to graduate into positions of power. To speak with StarClan or The Dark Forest, the Cave of Midnight would be the proper place. However, The Great Fire has destroyed the place of contact, therefore dream visiting is the last connection between NightClan and their ancestors. ROLEPLAY RULES 1. I expect all members of this roleplay to be active. Please try to be on the thread two-three times a week. And by being on the thread, I mean a full roleplay post, not just "Hi, I'm here." 2. Please, no kit-_____ ing. I know this rule is a bit unnecessary, but I just want to make it clear. People worked to create the characters, and just taking them away without permission is not right. 3. No spamming, either. " ____, please come to _____" is completely fine, but other than that, no advertising or other spams. 4. This roleplay is semi-advanced. I expect about a paragraph per post, but I understand if there is not much to respond to, because that is not your fault. I would like quality over quantity, so a well written paragraph is better than three paragraphs of nonsense. 5. This roleplay is about evil type cats, so yes, there will be blood. However, don't overdue it. If you can imagine the Clan as a movie, try to keep its contents PG, maybe a tiny bit over that is okay. We don't need overly detailed posts about violence, and romance especially. This is a kid's forums after all. 6. Thank you very much for taking your time to read these rules! Please put "mango" in the "other" category of your joining form! TERRITORY The cats of NightClan reside under what once was a thick canopy of towering, majestic oak trees. Since then, a fire has raged through the forest, causing great damage and destruction to the once thriving forest. Even still, new life has grown against the odds, and between the undamaged oaks, burnt trees, and new growth, the thick foliage towers above the cat, blocking out the sky, and little sunlight gets through. Therefore, warriors have adapted to see better in the darkness. They call the continuous lack of sun the "eternal night". A fallen tree sits in the center of the camp, which serves as the place where the leader makes announcements. There are four dens of mud and rock that previously were fox dens lining the camp, and one den sits on top of the farthest-left one. Left to right, these are the warrior den, the medicine cat's den, the nursery, and the deputy's den, and the one on top is the Leader's Den. The ground is solid, trodden, ash-covered, and muddy. There is a thick smoke scent from a giant stone Twoleg nest that makes a lot of smoke, here, so it's easy for cats to sneak up on each other because they cannot smell one another. The foliage makes it impossible to see a fox-length in front of you, so any cat nearing the border has no idea they are being stalked. There is also a handy amount of ash on the ground and burnt trees to the point where the cats' paws are black as the scorched land underfoot. On the outskirts of the NightClan camp is the prisoner's den- a bramble-surrounded pit, always with guards stationed around it. Allegiances Leader: blubberywhales: Bloodstar : 47 moons: Male : He has snow white fur with dark, cold eyes. His paws are always stained with blood. He kills something every few days to keep his paws in that way : He is very unforgiving and cruel to thise who are not part of NightClan he praises killing with or without reason. The only time you will ever catch him acting nice is when he just finish killing some prey to keep his paws covered with blood : He was raised outside the Clan but his mother and him were taken prisoner. It was inside that he actually became inspired rather than frightened by this Clan. He became leader through hard work : none
Deputy: Will be decided Medicine Cats: Warriors: BrackenfurFan: Bracken: 34 moons: Bracken is not what you'd expect from a prisoner. He is large with broad-shoulders and a long tail. His fur is a dark gold colour with darker tabby. With lighter tuxedo and tailtip, he seems a bit like any golden cat- until you see his muzzle, face, and eyes. With a broad, flat face and stubby muzzle, Bracken appears to be wierd looking- even his copper eyes are weird to many.: ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ: Crowscreech: 37 Moons: Simply put, Crowscreech is an average sized, medium fur length, light grey tom with black tabby markings and very dark green eyes. His fur is very coarse, but is much softer than it looks, and his tabby markings cover his sides and sliding over his forehead. His ear tips are black, and he has a black nose. When it comes to his personality, it's best to just avoid this tom as he is rather bitter and sarcastic. On the rare occasion that he has a good day he can also be flirtatious and witty, but that's only when he sees someone he likes, or with friends, which he doesn't have many. Although he seems to be a grumpy old tom for such a young age, he can also be quite fun.{He is a warrior} ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ: Scarletfeather: 30 Moons: Scarletfeather is indeed an interesting looking cat, with medium length red colored fur and silver tabby stripes that just happen to blend in perfectly. This pretty kitty has dark blue eyes that are rather intimidating, and a long furry tail. Her front paws are decorated with black socks, and she is a bit muscular for her size. To look at her from a distance one would think that she wouldn't harm a fly, but when you come closer you can see the battle scars on her shoulder, cheek, and chest. : To be on her bad side is probably the worst idea one could have, simply put. Scarletfeather doesn't mess around, and she absolutely hates wasting time. She's a very sensitive cat, though, and her feelings can be easily hurt. She doesn't like to let anyone get to know her, but she often feels lonely. {She is a strategist} ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ: Coalfoot: 34 Moons: Cutting straight to the point, Coalfoot is large compared to his fellow warriors as he is slightly taller than normal and rather muscular. He has very light brown fur with black socks on all four paws, giving him his name. If one were to look close enough he has many scars covering his body, but he holds pride in all of them. Coalfoot has a short fur length and dark amber eyes. As for his personality, he's complete opposite of his looks with a large heart and a gentle soul. He cares deeply for almost anyone he meets and wants to help out in any way that he can, unless of course his clan was in danger in any way. As much as Coalfoot is a kind cat, he is extremely loyal to his clan and would do anything to make sure that nothing bad happened. {He is a warrior} Juniperfrost: 27 moons: Ravenwish: Juniperfrost is a dark brown mackerel tabby she-cat with light brown paws and muzzle. Her eyes are a teal green-blue. She's slim, her lithe frame is built for speed and agility. This cat has a natural talent for sneaking around. A wraith-like cat, Juniperfrost has an uncanny knack for blending into the territory's foliage, unseen as she navigates the treetops. Juniperfrost's tail is a long one, giving her good balance, coming in handy for when she must perch on a particularly narrow tree branch. She doesn't like to talk much, and some that don't know her well haven't heard her speak at all. She's a bit too independent, preferring to hunt alone. Her personality seems to prevent her from making, and keeping bonds with other cats, and her past as a rogue often tempts her, pushing the she-cat's loyalty to the Clan. Her brother, Hawkfall, is the only one she ever really trusted. He was a lighter brown than his sister, and has tufted ears and paws, as well as a belly white from spotting. They shared the same teal eyes and mackerel patterning. He played the link between Juniperfrost and everyone else. However, after Hawkfall died in a battle with a fierce battle with a different group of rogues, Juniperfrost faded once again in to the background. She has yet to make more lasting friendships, and as a result, has a hard time gaining trust with others, and trusting cats herself. Juniperfrost has secrets, and she's not a force to mess with. {Ambush squad member/warrior} BrackenfurFan: Burrnose: 47 moons: Burrnose is a large, broad shouldered, prickly-furred, dark brown tom with black tabby and amber eyes. He has many scars littering his coat. : Burrnose is ambitious, cold, and arrogant. He doesn't care for other cats and only cares to fight. : None
Darktalon : Hookclaw: 19 moons : He is a russet brown tom with abnormally long claws that are hooked at the ends. He has dark brown stripes along his back and green eyes. There are scars all over his right side and one just above his right eye. His back left leg is dark brown and he is very muscular: Secluded, Hot-headed, rude. Enjoys the sight and smell of death.: History : Executioner
Littlesong42: Darkdapple: 24 moons : Darkdapple is a black she-cat with a white belly. She has black speckles on her belly but large white spots on her back. Her fur is thick and short, so it is harder to get to skin during a battle. She also has white paws on all four paws like socks, and her two front paws have black toes. Her tail tip is white, but is spotted with tiny black dots.
: Darkdapple is determined to become the leader, and she spends every passing moment training for it. She is quick and nimble on her paws, but is strong enough to hold down a cat. She is vicious in battle and her claws are long, hooked, and always sharpened.
: Darkdapple was a rogue before she joined NightClan. She was always a secretive cat, and hardly ever speaks about her past to anyone.
: She has a torn ear-tip.Nurturers: BrackenfurFan: Violetfoot: 65 moons: Violetfoot is a fluffy grey she-cat with darker tabby. She has white tuxedo and muzzle and a long tail. Violetfoot's pelt is lined with scars. She has five nasty scars on her belly, demoting her to prisoner from nurturer. She has copper eyes. : Violetfoot is a quiet, upset cat with a hint of motherly instincts. After being demoted, those instincts were buried deep within her and the shell she now has was formed around her, chilling her heart. : She was born to Duskfeather and Fern. Her brothers- Featherkit and Plumkit- were stillborn. She was handchosen to be a nurturer due to her calm nature. She refused to feed a kit that killed her own, earning one scar. Her next two were for the leaders lives. She fed deathberries to a pregnant queen, finally her last one was for killing elders. Then she was demoted. Apprentices: blubberywhales : Dewpaw: 8 moons : Pale gray, almost white, muscular tortie tom with deep amber eyes and black tipped ears : He loves messing with the prisoners and mocking them. He has a good heart toward his family and is deeply devoted to his Clan, but if you were a servant or prisoner, brace yourself for being ridiculed : Dewpaw was born and raised in NightClan and taught all the NightClan ways. His mother was a warrior until she gave birth to the litter after Dewpaw's which was a miscarriage and she died. He knew his father, but never really felt the need to interact with him Elders: Prisoners and Servants: Kestrel: 35 moons: Ravenwish: Kestrel is a medium length furred dark brown torbie she cat. Her eyes are a warm Amber color, which are constantly aglow with some form emotion. She is expressive in her feelings, displaying them for all to see, though she highly dislikes that about herself. Kestrel's fur once was sleek, but has become matted and tangled since her capture. Her original life was that of a rogue, where she lived in a tentative alliance with multiple other cats, by the names of Adder, Hawk, and Shade. They lived on the outskirts of NightClan territory, but never bothering to trouble them. One day, they were ambushed, and Kestrel was captured in NightClan's hopes of gaining leverage against the rogues. Unfortunately, the rogues cared nothing for the life of anyone but themselves. That mindset develops easily in a prey bare land. Bored with Kestrel's lack of importance, and discontent with her lack of attempt to escape, (the Clan cats love a desperate prisoner), she was about to be killed. At the last moment, the leader interfered and suggested to have her as his servant. Kestrel willingly agreed. The leader quickly discovered that Kestrel was pathetically "moldable", and had a high lack of resistance. She became not who she wanted to be, but conformed to whoever was around her. Kestrel was constantly desperate to please even in her days of freedom, no matter what it toke to have everybody like her. In her Clan life, she gained status, well, as much as a she cat servant could possibly get, by being the leader's prisoner. Kestrel was bred with a tom named Crow that was merely a prisoner, not even a servant to someone else. Together they had two kits, Viper and Snake. She gave them powerful names in hopes that they would be stronger. They were later given as "gifts" to two newly named warriors in celebration of their first kills. Kestrel's scar (Servant Mark) is a rather cruel one, a long mark running almost all the way down her flank. Outsiders: ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ: Mitzi: 26 Moons: Petite would be the best word to describe this kittypet, and she's rather proud of it. With long black and white tuxedo colored fur and bright green eyes, Mitzi makes the perfect cover photo. Her ear tips are tufted with fur and she has a rather lithe and petite body, making her only a little larger than the average apprentice. Her tail is long and fluffy, and ends in a white tip, along with all four of her paw tips and of course the white chest and belly. Unlike most tuxedo colored cats though, she also has a white line that covers her muzzle, giving her a unique look. Her eyes are bright green and always alert, and obviously enough she has no battle scars. Her personality does not fit her petite figure, as she is rather outgoing and fun. Mitzi loves to adventure and get into trouble, making her a trouble maker with her housefolk. Many of the other kittypets around are quite fearful of her, as she isn't afraid to use her claws or her sharp tongue. {She is a kittypet} RELATIONSHIPS ? + ? = Juniperfrost, Hawkfall MEMBERS Ravenwish: Owner: Kestrel , Viper, Shadowstrike, Juniperfrost, Hawkfall Blubberywhales: Co-creator: Dewpaw, Bloodstar
ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ: Member: Mitzi, Coalfoot, Scarletfeather, Crowscreech BrackenfurFan: Member: Bracken, Violetfoot, Burrnose
Darktalon: Member: Hookfang WEATHER Season [X] Greenleaf [ ] Leaf-Bare [ ] Leaf-fall. [ ] New Leaf Temperature is currently 81°F [ ] Extremely cold. [ ] Cold [ ] Slight chill [ ] Temperate [X] Warm [ ] Boiling hot Percipitation [ ] Windy [ ] Light Snow [ ] Overcast [ ] Hail [ ] Sleet [ ] Rain [ ] Storms [ X ] dry Cloud conditions [] overcast. [ ] no clouds [ ] lots of white puffy clouds [ X] some clouds PLOT We don't currently have a plot. JOINING SN: Cat's Name: Cat's Age: Description : Personality : History : Other |
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Sapphic
►ℛavenwish
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night ♡
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Post by ►ℛavenwish on Aug 5, 2016 9:34:24 GMT -5
(Juniperfrost is just kind of hanging out by herself RN, and Shadowstrike will briefly appear here, then go back to camp and interact w/ Dewpaw.)
Juniperfrost-Outer Territory-Sunhigh
Juniperfrost's claws buried themselves into the brittle trunk of an old oak tree. She easily scaled its unimpressive height- her nimble frame easily navigated the network of branches. Beaten by years of weather and pollution, time had certainly taken its toll on these woods. But it was one of the most well preserved areas in the territory, and, surprisingly, one of the most well hidden. The thick patch of growth was nestled in the outer boundaries of the NightClan territory, hidden behind a dense thicket of scorched remains of forest fire victims. Out here, it was simply Juniperfrost, the trees, and her thoughts. The loud voices pressing into her head, the sideways glances and whispers were far behind her. And now, she was alone. In the midst of the chaos called NightClan, there were always codes to follow, expectations to meet, other cats to try to impress. In a way, the silence was liberating. But of course, she was still inside the Clan's confines. The tabby she-cat longed to muster up the bravery to step across that border, run, and never look back. But that was nothing but mere daydreams- to actually run would be a reckless act. You can't truly get out of NightClan- it will always be part of your history, and no matter how much you deny it, there is nothing that will truly separate you from your past.
An abrupt rustling noise snapped Juniperfrost from her series of thought. A tom, his pelt dark as the shadows slipped from the undergrowth scattering the ground. The she cat easily recognized the figure as Shadowstrike, the Ambush Leader. His muscular build was just one part of the powerful force that he presented, and it was accompanied by a demanding voice and a constant glare to match. "Juniperfrost, slipping from our watch yet again. I suggest you return to camp with prey in your jaws soon, or the leader might start inquiring in your business this close to the border." He said, a threatening hint in his words.
Power had certainly twisted Shadowstrike's personality from the cat that he once was. Every word was a command, every sentence an order. Yes, he was in a position of high respect, but he had an unusually superior air to him. Juniperfrost knew better then to make a scene with him, of all cats. so with a dip of her head, she descended from the safety of the branches. The last thing that she wanted was another pair of eyes constantly trained on her. The strategists kept tabs on all cats, but by staying out of other's way, suspicion would be less like to arouse. Picking up a scent of a squirrel, Juniperfrost crept away in pursuit of her prey. I now know who to keep a watch on. I wouldn't want anyone interfering with what I have planned.
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