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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 1:11:39 GMT -5
" ππππ πππ ππ πππππππ ππ’ πππ ππππ π πππ ππ ππ ππππππ ππππππ πππ ππππππ’. πππ ππ πππ πππππ ππ πππππππ πππ ππππππππ ππππ ππ πππ πππππ£π ππ ππππππππ πππππ πππππππ πππ πππ. πΈπ πππ ππππππππ πππππππ πππ πππππ ππππππ ππ π ππππππ πππππ. πππ πππ π πππ ππ πΌπππππ ππππ, πππ ππππ ππ π’πππ ππππ. "
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Rules ;;
β’ Be active.
β’ No inappropriate sexual content.
β’ Respect your clanmates.
β’ No excessive gore or unrealistic strength.
β’ Have fun. π How to join ;;
β’ Name
β’ Age in moons
β’ Gender
β’ Rank
β’ Appearance in brief
β’ Personality in brief
β’ Family? Mate? Children? ( Please also include a sample of your roleplaying style. I don't need anything amazing, I just want to know that I'm accepting literate and coherent players. )
β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’πΈβ’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’
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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 1:50:01 GMT -5
β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’πΈβ’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’
Territory ;; Meadowclan territory consists of a large grass valley situated between two dense forests, where other clans lurk. Meadowclan controls this open plane and its rolling hills of daisies and greenlife. Among this lush territory are a few key landmarks: β’ Sunrocks: You may recognize this place, for the same idea applies; a cluster of strewn-about rocks and boulders laid out conveniently for the cats' sunbathing purposes. Sometimes mentors will also take their apprentices here to train their strength through rock climbing. β’ Mouse Grove: This particular patch of long grass is famous for having a high concentration of field mice. It is a popular spot for hunting patrols, as well as apprentices looking to train or just play around. β’ Frog Pond: A quaint little pond in the more marshy areas of the valley. It gets its name from the noisy frogs that call it home. Apprentices come here for fun on occasion to chase the frogs, even though some worry that it's too far out into the territory for young cats to be wandering alone.Camp ;; Meadowclan camp is located on a grassy bank that steeps up just a couple of taillengths off ground level. This is advantageous for sentinels, as they have a wide survey of the valley in case enemies plan to invade. All of the camp dens are made from thick bushes of goldenrod and evergreens. Fresh-kill is hidden in a smaller one of these bushes. To give announcements, the leader will sit on a thick rock located near his or her den and address the clan from it.
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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 2:14:31 GMT -5
β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’πΈβ’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’ Allegiances ;; Leader: Adderstar- Dark brown tabby tom with thick fur and yellow eyes.
Deputy: n/a
Medicine Cat: n/a
Warriors:
Pebblefrost- Silver tabby she-cat with light green eyes.
Wheatfoot- Tall golden tom with yellow eyes.
Apprentices:
Birchpaw- Dark brown tabby tom with thick fur and dark green eyes.
Lionpaw- Strong ginger tom with thick fur and green eyes.
Queens:
n/a
Kits:
n/a
Elders:
n/a
Outsiders:
n/a
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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 2:31:00 GMT -5
β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’πΈβ’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’.ΒΈΒΈ.β’*´¨`*β’
Relationships ;;β = Parents/Siblings
β€ = Mates
Adderstar, Sunspirit (deceased) β Birchpaw, Lionpaw
Mentors ;;
Birchpaw > tbd
Lionpaw > tbd
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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 2:34:59 GMT -5
(( Now accepting applications!  ))
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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 3:18:03 GMT -5
(( I'm off to sleep right now but any applications that are posted overnight I will review tomorrow! Night~ <3 ))
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Post by Adderface on Dec 3, 2016 10:56:43 GMT -5
( open ^w^ ))
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Post by Adderface on Dec 4, 2016 3:35:12 GMT -5
(( Bump)) (( offline ))
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Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Dec 4, 2016 12:04:57 GMT -5
β’ Name- Cloudedpaw
β’ Age in moons- 13 moons
β’ Gender- Tom
β’ Rank apprentice
β’ Appearance in brief Thin grey tom with white splashes and blue eyes
β’ Personality in brief- Sweet tom
β’ Family? Mate? Children?- Sister is Mockingkit, parents are Smallstep (Dead) and Heatherfoot (Dead), no mate but he isn't opposed to one later on
(I was thinking he got in an accident that made him have tp push back his training another moon??)
β’ Name Mockingkit
β’ Age in moons 5 moons
β’ Gender- She cat
β’ Rank- kit
β’ Appearance in brief- petite she cat with grey and white fur and heterochromatic eyes- one green one a clouded, blind blue
β’ Personality in brief- Spunky, energetic she cat
β’ Family? Mate? Children?- Brother is Cloudedpaw, parents are Smallstep and Heatherfoot (Both deceased)
β’ Name- Foxtail
β’ Age in moons- 26 moons
β’ Gender- She cat
β’ Rank- warrior/Deputy
β’ Appearance in brief- Long furred Tortoiseshell she cat with a primarily ginger tail
β’ Personality in brief- Dedicated and focused she cat
β’ Family? Mate? Children?- Family unknown, found at the border as a kit. No mate or kits.
Roleplay sample:
Raventail let out a hiss of surprise as the black and grey blurs lept out of the bushes and attacked the patrol. It was as if they came out of thin air, no other cat had scented them this nearby. He cried out in pain as one of them latched onto his face, pain lacing his face as he shook his head in attempts to get this thing off. He fell to the ground, the rodent falling with him as the stench overwhelmed his senses. The thing let go and the black lore keeper lashed out, claws meeting fur and he could feel it scramble away. He could hear the hiss and felt another tackle him on his side, the tom thrashing around he attempted to get it off, the blood in his eyes rendering him unable to see at the moment.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 13:12:37 GMT -5
Kitekit β’ 5 moons β’ tom β’ kit β’ White tom with bright golden eyes. He has black tabby-point markings and an unusually long tail. His stance is lithe and he has short fur. β’ Will develop during the roleplay β’ Mother is Larkstripe, Uncle is Cloverstep. Brother is Sandkit (still born/deceased) Father is deceased. Larkstripe β’ 28 Moons β’ She-cat β’ Queen β’ A fawn colored she-cat with a fluffy feathered tail. She has dark Amber, loose, spotted tabby markings. Her eyes are a deep green. β’ Will develop during the roleplay β’ Brother is Cloverstep. Sons are Sandkit and Kitekit. Mate is deceased. Foster mother to Mockingkit. Cloverstep β’ 32 moons β’ Tom β’ Warrior β’ A light grey tom with semi-long fur and dark Amber eyes with ivory paws and tail-tip. β’ Will develop during the roleplay β’ Sister is Larkstripe Example Roleplay: Skysong swished with black-ringed tail, his ivory whiskers twitching as he sniffed the crisp, leaf-bare air. The soft scent of a rabbit drifted on the wind going east. He dropped into a hunter's crouch, padding near-silently west, careful not to step on twigs or leaves, trying not to alert his prey. Suddenly, another scent filled his mouth. It was the thick scent of fox. He was in the grassy part of the territory, the grass wilted and low to the ground, giving him little to no cover unlike the lush, tall grass that sprung up during new-leaf. It's fur was red, blotched with white and he realized that it's fur must have not fully turned white from the cold of winter yet. Then, his eyes picked up on the limp white form of a snow hare. He grimaced, if he had continued his hunt, he would have already been attacked by the fox. Patches of snow littered the floor and he slowly crept over to one, laying flat against it, hoping the fox would notice the loose black tabby markings that striped his pelt, the rest of his fur blending into the snow |
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Post by Adderface on Dec 4, 2016 13:53:18 GMT -5
((I will add both of you once I get back from working today π ))
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 20:17:08 GMT -5
(Yeah! Of corse!)
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 20:23:14 GMT -5
(Yeah, do u wanna go first or should I?)
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 20:26:38 GMT -5
(Not at all! I'll get started on the post right away!)
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 20:44:06 GMT -5
Bright, Amber eyes blinked open as a cold wind drifted in. Kitekit blinked the sleep out of his eyes and gave a little yawn as he stretched his back in an arch before he realized a lack of gold. He looked up to see the normally golden flowers were now grey and white, entwined into the purple-leafed evergreen bush their den was made in. He blinked at it in confusion before prodding Mockingkit's grey and white flank. "Get up." He whined in a hushed new. "Something's happened to the den." Kitekit's long tail lashed from side to side, not realizing that the normally green grass outside was burried with a thin layer of snow. It had been leaf-bare for a little over half a moon, but it hasn't snowed up till now and all the gold had finally left the Goldenrod.
The fawn colored she-cat's feathered tail was wrapped gently around her kits' bodies, eyes closed and ears perked as she listened in amusement at Kitekit. Larkstripe had woken up at dawn when a light snow-fall was still fluttering in the wind. She'd watched it until it stopped not long before Kitekit began to stir and she'd closed her eyes to listen to them, wondering how they'd act in response to their first snow-fall.
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Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Dec 4, 2016 21:04:22 GMT -5
The grey and white lump let out a load moan, burying her face deep into her mums belly, not wanting to get up despite her brothers prodding. Her ear twitched at her brothers commentary, lifted her head slightly, opening her clouded blue first, only being able to see a blurred white and black figure in front of her. Of course she never told her mum about this, she just assumed everyone had a bad eye. "What do you mean?" She mumbled, sitting up, a piece of stray moss on her ear falling onto her paw. She opened her second eye, her brother all of a sudden clear in her sight. She tipped her head to one side before peering over Larkstripes pale tail, eyes widening in amazement as she saw the white outside of the den.
"What is it?" She asked, carefully picking her way out of the nest, not wanting to disturbed the fawn colored queen. She paused at the entrance, ignoring the different colored flowers, and touching her paw experimentally, letting out a squeak of fear when it was cold. She back pedaled into Kitekit, surprised.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 21:21:47 GMT -5
Kitekit looked over at where his sister was looking with sudden realization that the flowers weren't the only things that had changed. "What's....." His voice trailed off as he eyes the white stuff skeptically, letting out a little mew of surprise as Mockingkit nearly stumbled into him. He pushed passed his sister, not wanting to be shown up. He placed his front right paw in the snow first, a spike of cold running up his leg and through his pelt. He flinched at the cold, but began to pad into the snow, shivering at the cold he'd never experienced.
Larkstripe opened her eyes and watched as the two tested out the snow. She got up and picked Kitekit up by the scruff and pulling him back into the den, setting him next to his sister. "You're both five moons, but nevertheless, I don't want either of you getting sick. Don't go in the snow without supervision and if you feel a chill coming on, come back to me so I can tell the medicine cat." She instructed the two of them.
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Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Dec 4, 2016 21:41:23 GMT -5
Mockingkit stuck her tongue out at her brother when he was set back down next to her, happy that she was going to be upstaged by him. She loved Kitekit to death but she wanted to be the best warrior in the entire clan, even better than her older brother, Cloudedpaw, so she wanted to be the first out of the nursery and in the snow. She hadn't been listening to Larkstripe, not really, more focused on how she was going to escape the nursery and explore the camp. Once their mother finished talking she glanced up, her mismatched eyes wide as she asked, "Okay, can we go explore now?" Ready to get out. Maybe if everyone was asleep she and Kitekit could sneak out of the camp, just like they had been planning to do for the past moon. This seemed like the perfect day for it, everyone was focused on the snow, not two kits.
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Tinyelephant
Do not ask for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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Post by Tinyelephant on Dec 4, 2016 21:50:32 GMT -5
Eh, might as well give this a try, no?:
β’ Smallcloud
β’ 42 moons
β’ Female
β’ Warrior, though possibly considered for deputy at some point?
β’ Smallcloud is a rather small she-cat, as her name suggests. Her fur is thick, but short and completely white. Under her white fur, however, she would have been a solid blue/grey cat. Because of the high grade of white she possesses, Smallcloud has one orange and one blue eye, and is deaf in her left side, where her blue eye is. In build, she certainly isn't the strongest of cats and hunting will never be her forte due to her bright fur and half-deafness, but she will do anything in her power to aid her clan.
β’ Smallcloud is an altruistic cat, kind, selfless and giving, and hardly allows herself to hold a grudge.She displays herself in an affable and amiable manner to seem approachable despite hardly ever doing to approaching herself. Smallcloud utters kind and gentle words, and hardly ever a cruel one. She is almost always patient, persistent and confident; Smallcloud is eager to help her clan despite being half-deaf, no matter if she has to work twice as hard to do so. As such, she possesses a personal ambition and courage, to better herself, but dislikes the thought of leading or taking great responsibility despite being open to all kinds of new and different experiences. She has a talent for learning new things, however this lends her to lose interest in subjects she names 'boring' mostly because she has already passed that skill, contributing to boredom and perceived laziness. Smallcloud does not often talk, but yet her mind moves at a lightning fast pace. This is both an aid and a hindrance, as it can lend itself to anxiety when she thinks too hard on herself or tasks she is supposed to do.
β’ (Mother)Greywhisker- A short-furred blue and heavily white she-cat with copper eyes. (Father)Badgerclaw- Black and white long-furred tom with copper eyes. Both have since passed on due to old age. They had smallcloud late in their life.
Roleplay sample:
Pineheart eased himself outside of the warriors' den, careful not to disturb his denmates, or what was left of them. His hazel eyes looked east, where he knew his friends were waiting for his next move. His breath came out as wisps of smoke, easily visible against the dark sky. Small flakes of snow clung to his insulated fur. The chocolate tabby let out a grunt, less because of the cold, and more because of the difficulties he'd face escaping the clan with cats on watch.
"Starclan help me."
He would have to press on now, or risk the entire plan falling, and the consequences following that. This was the right thing to do for his cats, he knew. Doing his best to stay away from the sentries' fields of vision, Pineheart worked slowly, meticulously. the once fresh snow crunched under pressure, but was silenced. His breath was deep so to not rouse attention, even if it meant cold, burning air clinging to his tongue and lungs. Every step was into the path of the unknown, but the one Starclan had promised him. The one that he had promised his friends.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 4, 2016 21:52:00 GMT -5
Larkstripe purred in amusement. "Yes, you may explore the clearing with the snow." She knew the two kits had played much outside, but watching them now with the snow was like their first time out of the nursery. "Stay within earshot." She added, but doubted either heard as Kitekit scrambled out of the nursery and into the snow-filled clearing. She padded out after them and headed for the prey pile, ears angled toward the two kits as she tried to decide what to eat.
Kitekit scampered over toward the middle of the clearing, bounding in the snow, the thin layer only covering his paws, nothing more. His eyes glimmered at the excitement and he could guess what his sister must be thinking. He trudged toward the elders den and waited for Mockingkit to come over.
(Gtg to bed, will reply in the morning)
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Post by hawkclaw3 on Dec 5, 2016 0:52:30 GMT -5
β’ Lilypaw
β’ 8 moons
β’ Female
β’ Apprentice
β’ Lilypaw is small for her age, with a slim-built body, thin white fur, and light cornflower blue eyes
β’ Lilypaw finds life to be exciting and wishes to live it to the fullest, always with a smile on her face. Positivity tends to radiate from her, which she hopes is impactful on those around her. She is very friendly and loves to be surrounded by others, though she is often soft-spoken and quiet. While she does not speak as much, she is always listening and attentive, ready to follow instructions and do as she is told. Her independence will develop with her, but for now she is quite dependent and willingly follows the leadership of others, regardless of her personal opinion. She would rather avoid conflict at all costs. Behind her innocence and happiness, however, there is a fear of the world around her which she works to overcome.
β’ Family unknown, she was rescued as a kit after having been abandoned
Example Roleplay:
Lilypaw was sitting before the grand rocks with large eyes. Her tail lie flat beside her, moving only in a nervous twitch. She tilted her head to the side, keeping her focus on the rocks. The slight fear and disbelief in herself was expressed in her eyes, though remained unspoken to those around her. She shook her head, straightening up and rising to her paws.
I can do this,she thought to herself, giving a slight nod of her head as reassurance. Lilypaw refused to look down and kept her eyes steady on the rocks as she carefully padded forward. The fur on the back of her neck was beginning to prick up. If I can show them that it's easy, then everyone else's fears will begin to subside. She paused before the rocks, crouching down in preparation to pounce, giving a slight swish of her tail. Suddenly, she stopped and lifted herself from her position and turned to face her mentor and other apprentices.
"I'm sorry, could you demonstrate again please?"
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 5, 2016 16:04:11 GMT -5
Kitekit purred in amusement at Mockingkit's comment. "No!" He mewed in a hushed tone. "Larkstripe's picking out prey and we were seen by the elders' den so we can sneak out and they'll think we're listening to stories!" His whiskers twitched with excitement, but spikes of cold ran through his body at the snow, though he was getting use to it quickly.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 5, 2016 16:22:57 GMT -5
Kitekit nodded, liking the idea and he followed her, trying not to look to excited as to give their little plan away. He risked a glance and saw that Larksong had started up a conversation with another warrior next to the prey pile and he returned his attention to Mockingkt.
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Post by _Shinx_ on Dec 5, 2016 17:02:28 GMT -5
Kitekit's stomach dropped at being the first to leave camp, but with a look back at the busied Larkstripe, he puffed out his chest fur and hurried down the rise. The only sign he was there were the black tabby point markings, though to the wandering eye they may be mistaken as shows cast by trees. "Let's go to Frog Pond! The elders described it and their way back to camp in one of their tales. I wanna see a frog!" He mowed happily, though he continued to keep down his voice.
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