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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Dec 28, 2017 11:18:09 GMT -5
Name*: Roar of Regal Dragon (Dragon) Gender: Male Age**: 1.3 Spec Moons Size***: 2.65 feet tall (80.772 centimeters)
Pelt Color: Obsidian black
Bio-luminescence (Color and design): Orange-red zigzagging patterns that run down along the length of his spine to the upper portion of his tail that represents fire. There’s also little fire-like flames on the top of his forehead that connects to his spine after passing the back of his head. The ‘flames’ cover the majority of his flank.
Eye Color: Pale orange, almost yellow(like fire)
Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): Dragon has a slender yet muscular figure to fit his taller size of his age. However, he looks much more fat due to having a little more fur on his body. His fur sticks out the most on his neck, but his tail is quite fluffy as well. He also has two dove-grey scars on his chin. His eyes are a little sharp on look, and more of an oval-like shape than round, but a bit in between. Position****: Fighter
Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): n/a Kits (Optional): n/a
Personality: Although Dragon has a firey, explosive-like attitude, he is very overprotective and caring. He is quick to defend himself on the littlest things and is somewhat aggressive. He is very cold on the outside, and doesn’t like to get close to those of the tribe, afraid he will hurt them because he has very negative behaviour. When he does make remarks, he doesn’t show any emotions of being sorry. Dragon is very patient and is willing to help in any way but doesn’t show it. If someone asks him to do something, he will complain before doing it. However, he is mostly more of a colder character, all based on how he was raised in his earlier life.
History (Optional): Before his time inside of the tribe, Dragon was a rogue, including his family. He had four other siblings and his parents. Dragon was the eldest of all five, and so his father pressured him very much, and had a tendency to fight with Dragon. Dragon's mother couldn't step in due to the father ignoring her, or pushing her away. Around the time, he was very small and wasn’t able to fight back, so he had to deal with his father’s attacks. Other cats traveling with his family had taught him how to act; harsh and cold. His sisters on the other hand, did not have to deal with training and teachings like he did. Because he was the leader's son, they believed he would have to become a strong, insensitive leader. His sisters were considered 'soon-to-be producers'. All the training and lessons didn't seem to pay off. Dragon was always fighting with older males to back off his sisters, or that he wouldn't do something cruel. The only thing that wasn't turning him into a monster like all the other tribe-mates were his siblings and mother. The females related to him ended up keeping a soft side to him, which prevented the coldness from attaching to his heart. He had woken up from a nap early in the night to find his siblings and mother dead, blood splattered all over the area his sisters had slept. Dragon didn’t know what to do, so when he heard his father’s voice, all he could do was run and hide. During his escape from the camp out his home, his father had found him, catching him and clawing his chin. However, Dragon managed to get away, leaving the monster of his father behind. Dragon had broke at the sight of his siblings and mother. The scene just wouldn't stop replaying in his mind. He wanted to turn back the night his father had done such a horrible crime. However, Dragon couldn't do anything about it. He knew that. But soon, his heart grew cold, and he began to care less about everything. The ones who kept him nice were gone, and he couldn't take that day back. Not too long after, he found the Tribe of Hidden Fireflies, and has lived there ever since, a cold and explosive personality trailing him because of his past.
Pet (Optional): n/a Code: We Are The Fireflies Other: Eldest of four. All his siblings were girls; Black Cloud that Blocks Out Moon (deceased), Raven that Strikes in Storm (deceased), Soft Rain in Blackened Sky (deceased), Mint that Grows in Shade (alive; but unknown to Dragon for now) Dragon speaks with a cold tone, which is coated with a light Russian accent.
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Name*: Dust that Flies in Wind (Dust) Gender: Female Age**: 1.2 Spec Moons Size***: 1.6 feet tall (48.76800 centimeters)
Pelt Color: Grey with dark brown spotted tabby markings
Bio-luminescence (Color and design): Turquoise markings that adds more spots and a few more stripes all over her flank and forehead, including her paws and tail. Eye Color: Soft grey-green Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): Her eyes are a little more round and big. Her pelt is flat, short, and smooth, and it shines when light hits. She is about average height and nothing about her body her awkward. Dust’s tail is a bit longer than most, and she has a tendency to use it a bit more. Position****: Protector
Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): n/a Kits (Optional): n/a
Personality: Dust is very cocky yet playful. She can be a bit too rough with others but is still very helpful and loyal to the tribe. She tries her best to help, and although she is too into herself, she still can get along well. Dust likes to tease and annoy many others and is only serious when it is time to help the tribe or cat in need. Dust also has a tendency to be a tad bit hair-raising, or even eldritch. All-in-all, she's just an eerie character when she's quiet. History (Optional): n/a
Pet (Optional): n/a Code: We Are The Fireflies Other: Secretly, she's deranged. However, she holds her act together well. This is only because she is surrounded by tribe-mates who help her realize how sane she could actually be.
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Dec 28, 2017 12:32:03 GMT -5
decipher - - {Your posts look really good! However, Autumn might need to be something other than a healer trainee, as they are apparently closed. You'll have to see what Wildfire* - 🦉 says! If not, I suggest making her into a tribe runner (they need to be good with herbs!) Or a hunter <33!}
【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 - - {Hello! Loving your characters, to be honest <33! Everything looks great. The only thing I'd recommend is for Wind to have a darker coat color. However, this is only a suggestion as Wildfire* - 🦉 has said she'd allow for grey on the front page. Otherwise, you're all set from what I can see!}
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 31, 2017 10:30:40 GMT -5
Hello decipher! Thank you for joining! decipher, Mystic above is correct. Healer trainees are currently closed. We've had some issues with have too many trainees and no actual healers. XD It was a little confusing for a while. However, everything else looks great! I love the names too!
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 31, 2017 10:33:57 GMT -5
【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】, you are approved! Welcome to the Tribe! You can go ahead and RP. I will add your characters shortly.
Current Plot: Fog that Never Ends and Ash of Dying Flame stumbled upon a group of ganoks in the territory. While Fog went to distract them, Ash warned the tribe. Season of the Stars lead a patrol to fight off the ganoks. In the fight, Season lost a life and Ash was badly hurt. Season returned to camp with most of the patrol. However, Bramble that Captures Thorns lead a small patrol to find Fog. When they found him, it was revealed that the ganoks had taken a kit from its mother. But it was just any kit, it was a pellum kit! A type of cat thought to have been extinct generations ago. Season decided to accept the kit into the tribes care. However, she is not part of the tribe. She was named Fire that Sings to the Air. Fog agreed to take care of the kit.
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Dec 31, 2017 12:56:54 GMT -5
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 31, 2017 14:35:53 GMT -5
You're welcome!
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Post by decipher on Jan 1, 2018 11:22:12 GMT -5
ok, I guess. she is now a tribe runner trainee. could I ask for Fern as a mentor for her? i think their chemistry would be great. @simplymysty Wildfire* - 🦉
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Jan 1, 2018 18:33:54 GMT -5
User Name: ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע Name: Dusk when Bats Roam the Skies (Dusk) Gender: Male Age: 7 Spec moons Size: 2.3 feet tall
Pelt Color: As an inky blue mottled cat, he sports a smoky gunmetal coat that takes the impression of a night sky. A rusty tawny splatters said ashen pelage in a representation of Stygian ginger clouds reflecting the setting sun.
Bio-luminescence (Color and design): This artistic, sunset-esque display of his fleece is reinforced further by an assemblage of vermillion bat-shaped luminescence that scatter his flanks and back — hence his appellation. Moreover, his limbs and tail are decorated in billowing masses, whilst sidereal designs — the most prominent being a single, four-pointed star beneath each eye — pepper his lineaments in the same hue as that of his primary vespertilionine motifs.
Eye Color: In homage to his cinnabar incandescence, a steely, yellow-flecked bronze makes up the color of his orbs.
Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): A famed protector for his main proficiency in combat, age has done a number on him. Scars riddle his figure as a grisly reminder of each individual battle he has partaken in, spanning to numerous in his lifetime. One particular cicatrix crosses his right eye — a lucky slash from an ornap that was quickly chased out thereafter by snaps of his honed incisors, particular fangs that curiously jut slightly from his upper jowl to give off something of a vampiric vibe — prompting him it to have it hazy due to the blindness that occurred afterwards. Another covers the same side of his visage, but is more of a defacement rather than a lesion. Charred from a run-in with a moody alanguis, pink flesh is what now remains, as fur has refused to grow ever since. This incident, occurring when much younger, had him loose most of his hearing in his dextral ear. Yet, courtesy to his wit, he developed methods to overcome the partial deafness, ultimately succeeding and gaining widespread prestige by his triumphant endeavors that greatly benefited the tribe. In fact, it was through these relentless travails in defending the sept that has led to stiff and constantly aching joints in his dotage — simply put, arthritis. Courtesy to said degenerative disease, his movements have become limited, even a bit tottery as a result of the involuntary tremors that mostly afflicts his legs. Although he is ailed by these constant trembles, he continues to hold up his tremendous, muscled physique in a prideful poise, even if it has become more and more exhausting to do so these days. Now a senior, however, he is enjoying the peaceful luxuries the elder’s den has to offer, living out the remainder of his time on Lucida in much merited tranquility.
Position: Elder (Former Protector)
Mate: Cloud with Lightning in Belly
Kits: Little Briar Reflected on Slough
Personality: Once renown for a sharp tongue and grumpily strict demeanor, age has softened him remarkably to being an amiable, easygoing feline. Albeit remnants of his prior behavior can be observed by random, snappy remarks, — irritability now perhaps triggered by sudden pangs in his bones — he is tame for the most part. He is incredibly wise and ever intelligent, having accrued much knowledge over the years. Thus, it isn’t too surprising that many will seek advice from him, as he is not only a great listener, but can also be quite relatable, as he’s experienced plenty firsthand. His pastimes, previously including dangerous stunts to ensure the tribe’s wellbeing, are that of dozing, moon-bathing, and recounting gripping tales of the past to wonderstruck younglings. As it happens, having been faced with being a father himself, he has a soft spot for trainees and kittens alike. Likewise, as a former protector and thus familiarized with all the subjects to a professional degree, he will often take the time to give tyros of any future position tips and pointers on their respective ranks; making many novices gravitate towards him when in need of assistance or simply someone to relay their misfortunes to. Whatever it is, he is there to offer guidance as well as to lend a patient, sympathetic ear.
History: Dusk was born to a simple litter, which consisted of only his sister, Moon that Shines on Hunter. The two were extremely close at a young age, as both were to be future protectors. However, with his sibling’s ambitious and serious carriage contrasting his troublesome and mischievous one, it took a serious toll on their relationship — straining it so that they avoided each other more and more. It wasn’t until his encounter with an alanguis — an incident involving his peers goading him into a cave forbidden to trainees — that made him realize he needed to change. And he did, despite the hardships with his new disfigurement and imperfect hearing. He strove not only for a better connection with his sib, but also the tribe’s respect. Little by little, he managed to regain lost ground from his rascally actions, earning the esteem he’d worked hard to earn and more — becoming acclaimed as a illustrious protector. Thus, when his sister’s pursuits in leadership paid off and she became Moon of the Sky, he was befitted as her close associate and consoler when circumstances went awry. As such, he became obsessed with service to the tribe and was bothered with nothing else — fancying the approval he received over his own wellbeing. However, it was during a lone policing patrol one fateful morn that he ran into a skirmish between an ornap and a foreign she-cat. On instinct, he promptly assisted her and, with the duo’s nonpareil combative expertise, managed to chase the vulpine out of the territory — yet had his eye scratched in the process. Regardless, he was much more concerned about the vixen’s initial onslaught on the the female, later known as Cloud with Lightning in Belly, which had left her badly wounded. Thus, Dusk invited her to accompany him to the tribe for medical attention. As destiny would have it, he became hopelessly smitten by the fighter and, through many attempts at winning her heart, finally confessed their love and became mates. Through their affectionate bond, he learned how to healthily balance out his plate and not be so much of a workaholic for her sake as well as his. The two bore a brood, yet unfortunately only one kitten survived out of the three birthed, which they named Little Briar Reflected on Slough. Despite her size, they nicknamed her Nike for her inborn strength, and loved her unconditionally — doting on her like any parent would their child. However, Dusk was worried for the safety of his family and tribe after ganoks plagued their territory — killing not only six cats, but also taking two of his sister’s lives. Determined to attempt anything to force them out, he was one of the protectors to assist Season of the Calming Wind. Never before had he feared his life, as he worried that, if he were to die, his kit would grow up fatherless. However, with their victory, he was given the chance to peacefully raise his youngster with his consort — the two being exceedingly supportive and protective of their pygmy daughter, one that grew up to make a fine fighter. A little while after Moon’s death — a tragic blow that left him shocked — he moved into the elder’s den and has been there since, living out his days in its harmonious confinement.
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Jan 1, 2018 18:52:35 GMT -5
Maybe Dragon could train Rapax? I read the profile for Rapax and I thought him and Dragon match up well and it would make a very interesting rp. Plus! Rapax is a fighter trainee and Dragon is a fighter
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 1, 2018 19:12:49 GMT -5
decipher, you are approved! Welcome to the tribe! You can go ahead and RP. I will add your characters shortly.
Current Plot: Fog that Never Ends and Ash of Dying Flame stumbled upon a group of ganoks in the territory. While Fog went to distract them, Ash warned the tribe. Season of the Stars lead a patrol to fight off the ganoks. In the fight, Season lost a life and Ash was badly hurt. Season returned to camp with most of the patrol. However, Bramble that Captures Thorns lead a small patrol to find Fog. When they found him, it was revealed that the ganoks had taken a kit from its mother. But it was just any kit, it was a pellum kit! A type of cat thought to have been extinct generations ago. Season decided to accept the kit into the tribes care. However, she is not part of the tribe. She was named Fire that Sings to the Air. Fog agreed to take care of the kit. It is now the next day. Patrols are being sent out and things are slowly moving back to normal. Hopefully.
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Post by roboticpandacat on Jan 1, 2018 20:28:30 GMT -5
User Name: roboticpandacat
Name*: Cloud with Lightning in Belly (Cloud)
Gender: Female
Age**: She is 6.2 Spec moons old.
Size***: Cloud stands at 2.1 feet tall.
Pelt Color: Resembling an oncoming storm, her pelt is a smokey gray hue.
Bio-luminescence (Color and design): Light blue hearts run along Cloud’s spine, hearts of all sizes. On the bottom of all hearts are jagged lines that resemble lightning.
Eye Color: Cloud’s orbs are a darker shade of turquoise.
Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): Cloud is a burly she-cat with a muscular build. In her youth, she was a stocky cat with well defined muscles. Her legs, while hefty, are surprisingly long, which makes her quick in battle. Cloud has a large, round head and is a simple-looking, attractive cat. Her ears are large and pointy, and her eyes are round. Cloud’s fur is silky, yet surprisingly fluffy. Cloud’s smile may be the most adorable thing about her. There is a large scar from her neck to her shoulder where an Ornap had once attacked her.
Position****: Elder
Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): Her mate is Dusk When Bats Roam the Skies.
Kits (Optional): Her daughter is Little Briar Reflecting on Slough.
Personality: Cloud is a sweet, compassionate feline with a tender heart and a soft smile. She is an optimist, even through tough times, and she loves to put a grin on others’ faces. Cloud is typically a trusting she-cat, and she enjoys the company of practically everyone. As a Fighter, Cloud was very determined and willful, even stubborn, and in her youth she did not often follow the rules. This behavior disappeared as she grew older, however her determination did not. She is quick to defend her friends and family, especially her daughter, whom she is still overprotective of. Cloud wants what is best for her family, and she is willing to do what it takes to get that. Even in her old age, Cloud is not afraid to fight.
History (Optional): Originally born in a far away place, Cloud was a nomad and wandered the land to survive. Her mother accompanied Cloud on her trails before she passed away, killed by a seasonal illness. Left alone in the Time of Endless Freeze, she had to learn how to fend for herself, which was not difficult for a strong she-cat like herself. Cloud had meandered into the Lush Trees of Hidden one morning when she had been ambushed by an Ornap. Her attempts to fight off the beast, which had already given her a terrible gash, were unsuccessful until a courageous tom named Dusk killed the Ornap and rescued her. At Dusk’s invitation to receive professional medical treatment, Cloud agreed, and accompanied him to the Tribe. After joining the Tribe, she began to spend more time with the Protector, and eventually became his mate. She contributed her strength to the Tribe as a Fighter, and before long she gave birth to a litter of kits, only one of which survived. Cloud became fiercely protective of her daughter, who was surprisingly minuscule to have been born from two large cats. She has lived in the Tribe for many Spec moons, and intends to stay for a few more.
Pet (Optional): N/A
Code: I'm a member :3
Other: Cloud bears an Australian accent, which has been imprinted on her daughter.
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Jan 1, 2018 20:36:55 GMT -5
Wildfire* - 🦉 - - {Added Dusk's history <333!!}
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 1, 2018 20:58:30 GMT -5
Both look great! XD
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Post by roboticpandacat on Jan 1, 2018 21:01:40 GMT -5
Hooray!
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Jan 2, 2018 10:30:06 GMT -5
Wildfire* - 🦉 ;; I've finally updated Bashe's history and a bit of her extra info. Hopefully it's okay now, but if her description is too long, I can always shorten it. ^^
Oh, and also! I've added some much needed revisions to Bloom's bio; her backstory and some parts of her personality didn't sit well with me, so I updated it some. It's in a spoiler tag along, under Bashe's info.
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Terribly inactive... My sincerest apologies!
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Post by acrimony on Jan 7, 2018 16:54:59 GMT -5
User Name: acrimony Name*: Evergreen Pines in Woodland (Evergreen) Gender: Female Age**: 2.7 Spec moons old. Size***: 1.10 feet tall. Pelt Color: Evergreen has a dark brown, almost chocolate colored pelt. Bio-luminescence (Color and design): She has emerald green pine trees along her paws and legs, reaching only about halfway up her legs. There are some green speckles of bioluminescence around the trees. Eye Color: Evergreen’s eyes are emerald green, nearly the same color as her bioluminescence. Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): Being a huntress, Evergreen’s body was made to run and chase her prey. Her legs are long and thin, even ungracefully thin, and she has an overall slim build. She is not very strong, as she was not trained to fight, so her muscles are weak compared to a fighter’s. Evergreen has a small skull with a button-like nose that appears to stick out from her face, so she is not very pretty. Her ears are large and round, and her fur is long and fluffy. Position****: Hunter/Huntress Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): None, not looking. Kits (Optional): None. Personality: Evergreen is generally a polite cat, she sees no reason why anyone should be rude to one another. Because of this, she is a very docile and submissive cat, if engaged in a quarrel she will back off and surrender. Evergreen has a fondness for kits, and while she is not interested in finding a mate, she intends to adopt a kitten one day. She is glad to make any friends she can and is even willing to make friends with past enemies. She believes that everyone can be forgiven and she is a big believer in second chances. History (Optional): Born and raised in the Tribe of Hidden Fireflies, Evergreen was the runt of her litter of 4. She was picked on and teased by her siblings because of her button nose, her mother and father could only protect her so much. When she turned into a trainee, she was no longer teased, but she struggled to keep with her training. It was only with the fierce determination and support from her father that she managed to excel in hunting. A few moons after she became a huntress, her father was killed in a battle with a small rogue group that the tribe had been quarreling with. Devastated by the loss, she convinced herself that no life should ever be lost over something so silly as a quarrel. Pet (Optional): None. Code: We are the Fireflies. Other:
User Name: acrimony Name*: Glacier Gender: Male Age**: 10 Caeruleum moons old. Size***: 1.9 feet tall. Pelt Color: Glacier has a midnight black coat of fur. Bio-luminescence (Color and design): His bioluminescence is an very light blue color that resembles icebergs floating on waves of water along his back and flanks. Eye Color: Glacier has amber eyes, which seem more yellow than orange. Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): Glacier is a wellbuilt cat with broad shoulders and large muscles. His legs are rather stubby, so his speed is stunted. Glacier has massive paws and a stubby tail, his head is large and round and his ears are folded downwards. He is an odd looking tom, to say the least. There is not really anything uniquely attractive about him, though he is not necessarily ugly. Position****: Loner Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): None, not looking. Kits (Optional): None. Personality: Glacier is an untrusting cat, naturally aloof. It is rare to see him smile, even more rare to see him release so much as a chuckle. He gives off the impression that he is a brave cat, Glacier walks with a certain bold strut with his head held high. His tough exterior hides a tragic interior, full of worry and anxiety about what might happen to him. If Glacier does get attached to anyone, he protects them with a fury and is very overprotective. History (Optional): Born in the wild, Glacier had a very tough upbringing. He was the only kitten of his litter to survive, and was raised by his mother and father. Until his father left on the hopes of some faraway Tribe that would accept him and help him survive. Heartbroken, his mother was very overprotective of her son, saying that if he died she had nothing left to live for. Glacier’s mother died the day he turned 8 moons old, and has been taking care of himself ever since. Pet (Optional): Code: We are the Fireflies. Other: Glacier secretly hopes to join the Tribe of Hidden Fireflies for his own safety.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 9, 2018 8:43:06 GMT -5
acrimony, you are approved! Welcome to the Tribe! You can go ahead and RP. I will add your characters shortly.
Current Plot: Fog that Never Ends and Ash of Dying Flame stumbled upon a group of ganoks in the territory. While Fog went to distract them, Ash warned the tribe. Season of the Stars lead a patrol to fight off the ganoks. In the fight, Season lost a life and Ash was badly hurt. Season returned to camp with most of the patrol. However, Bramble that Captures Thorns lead a small patrol to find Fog. When they found him, it was revealed that the ganoks had taken a kit from its mother. But it was just any kit, it was a pellum kit! A type of cat thought to have been extinct generations ago. Season decided to accept the kit into the tribes care. However, she is not part of the tribe. She was named Fire that Sings to the Air. Fog agreed to take care of the kit. It is now the next day. Patrols are being sent out and things are slowly moving back to normal. Hopefully.
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Terribly inactive... My sincerest apologies!
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Post by acrimony on Jan 9, 2018 17:57:26 GMT -5
Cool, thanks a bunch! I'm pretty excited to join in. ~ Wildfire* - 🦉
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 9, 2018 18:08:06 GMT -5
Welcome! Happy to have you aboard!
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Post by Eveningshadow on Jan 10, 2018 20:54:06 GMT -5
(So sorry for the inactivity! School just exploded on me like the bomb cyclone we had this winter ^^; senior year and all that fun stuff. Will hopefully be able to be more active! With that I would like to propose a new OC)
User Name: EveningShadow Name*: Monster of the Night Skies Gender: Female Age**: 1.2 Spec Moons Size***: 1'7" Pelt Color: Jet black Bio-luminescence (Color and design): Red, Very small along her eyelids (upper and lower) that intensify her gaze. She has the Melanism mutation, causing her to have none on the rest of her body. Eye Color: Scarlet Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): Very sleek and thin, with a triangular-shaped head and muzzle, with small, pointed ears. Normal-sized round eyes that almost look like they are staring through you. Her tail is very long, and her paws are small and nimble. Position****: Rogue Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): None, Not looking Kits (Optional): None Personality: Bipolar most of the time, her personality ranges from calm and kind to very violent and hateful. She is not right in the head, and her Owl friend drives her deeper into madness. History (Optional): Her given name had been Shadow Looming Over the Moon. She had been cast out of the tribe due to some... strange behavior. As a kitten she would often stare into the distance and say very strange things. She met Locura one day in the forest, and she only drove her closer to insanity. One day she was caught crouching in front of the body of a small cat, blood in her claws. Once she was cast out, cats had started calling her Monster of the Night Skies. Pet (Optional): A dark red Micro Dragon named Locura. Code: Other:Crazy nugget
Pet Form Name: Locura Type: Micro Dragon Owner: Monster of the Night Skies Description: Dark red coloring with a bio-luminescence the same shade as Monster of the Night Skies. It has been said she has been possessed by a cat from The Tribe of No Hope. She believes all cats are evil and looks to vanquish them all. Monster of the Night Skies is her companion in this goal, and she was the one who forced this viewpoint onto the cat. Other: Pure Evil
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 11, 2018 8:12:48 GMT -5
Eveningshadow, Everything looks good for Monster! Just a quick question, was she cast out from this tribe or another one? And what was the specific reason. I cannot accept Locura though. Owls don't exist on Lucida. There is a list of pets available on the front page. Or, take a look at the animals on the extra page! If you have a good case, I might allow it.
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Post by Eveningshadow on Jan 11, 2018 16:13:35 GMT -5
alright, I'll edit it soon! (homework lol)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 11, 2018 16:16:46 GMT -5
The list of approved Pets are on the front page on the seventh post right between predators and the herb list. Those pets are usually automatically accepted. The reason I say usually is because some are listed as rare pets. But they are pets that the tribe has. If you are looking at the fauna for a pet, you will have to get the species approved by me before you can make the pet and the form.
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Post by Eveningshadow on Jan 11, 2018 16:38:30 GMT -5
Ah, alright I see it now -blind- XD Maybe a Macro Dragon (if not i understand lol) Or a Volanti
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 11, 2018 16:45:13 GMT -5
A micro dragon would be good! We don't have any of those currently. Half the pets are currently volanti. Kind of surprises me...I would have thought acutus or iridius.
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Post by Eveningshadow on Jan 11, 2018 17:13:08 GMT -5
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 11, 2018 17:26:53 GMT -5
Hm...No cannibalism. Too...gory for me, personally. But she is approved! I'll add her soon!
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Post by Eveningshadow on Jan 11, 2018 17:28:06 GMT -5
Alright XD she just randomly killed a cat then. Thanks!
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Jan 11, 2018 17:29:18 GMT -5
Welcome!
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Post by freezewald on Jan 12, 2018 21:09:21 GMT -5
User Name: freezewald Name*: Pine from the dark woods Gender: female Age**: 9 caeruleum moons Size***: 1.7 feet Pelt Color: simply black Bio-luminescence (Color and design): her bioluminescence is a beautiful yellow color, with swirls and flow like markings. the swirls line her paws,legs and her ears like vines crawling up a tree. Eye Color: emerald with golden and amber flecks along the iris Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): pine is a long cat, naturally lanky and thinner than most cats. Position****: hunter trainee ( may i have cave as my mentor please? thanks ) Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): not as this time Kits (Optional): none Personality: pine is a stubborn cat, often finding herself to be independent and difficult to get help from others. she wishes to be strong and fierce along with extremely competitive, however whenever she is in a good mood she will be friendly and kind to those whom she gets to know. she may come across as slightly cold but through that tough exterior is a very kind cat. History (Optional): pine was alone at the beginning, abandoned as a child she found her way to the clan and she decided to train to be a hunter to protect herself and others. she is slightly bitter because of her parents abandoning her but she secretly still has hope they are still out there. Pet (Optional): none Code: we are the fireflies Other: none -------------------------- User Name: freezewald Name*: Time that wastes away Gender: male Age**: 2.8 spec moons old Size***: 2.3 feet tall Pelt Color: dark bluish Bio-luminescence (Color and design): a very light blue along his sides and back, making circle like alien patterns. the circles are intertwined with other circles making rings and complicated patterns along his pelt. Eye Color: bright blue eyes, so very light that they almost appear white. Extra Description (Body shape, eye shape, etc.): time is a average size cat, tending to not be very physically fit and unable to fight at times due to his prone to injury. his eye shapes are very rounded and big making him appear child like. Position****: fighter Mate (Optional; please state if you are looking): perhaps, but undecided Kits (Optional): none Personality: time has often been known as "the clumsy" he is always injured or always joking around as if a small child inhabited a cat. he is immature and unable to be taken seriously, although he does try his best and applies himself whenever fighting but let's just say he has had some more losses than victories. However, that doesn't stop the cat he continues to be determined and strong headed to protect and care for with a smile. History (Optional): time grew up in a normal family, but as he grew up he decided he wanted to be more independent. he visits his parents some times but he often enjoys being alone in the tribe and making a name for himself. Pet (Optional): none Code: we are the fireflies Other: Wildfire* - 🦉
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