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HISTORY



THE BEGINNING

    Many years ago, a litter of kittens was born to a single mother within the dripping forest. There were two: Tempest and Maelstrom, brothers. Princes of the forest, it was their home and their domain. Groomed with impeccable survival skills, both brothers ruled the forest together. Cats came and went into their territory, under their domain, and the brothers protected and cared for them when given tribute. However, they were competitive, opposing hot-heads despite the rain of their home. Each wanted to rule the land for themselves. Fighting and fighting, it was not until a bear appeared upon the outskirts of their expansive territory that they came together again. Tempest was killed in battle protecting his brother, and Maelstrom was incredibly injured. Taking a group of the felines who had been passing through the territory, Maelstrom moved them to the other side of the massive, untouched forest, to create a clan of their own.


TEMPESTCLAN

    It was not easy getting a clan on it's feet. Maelstrom was almost disabled from his injuries, and he had to rely on his new clanmates. However, his guidance, and his solemn sobering from the reality of his brother's death, made him an impeccable and great leader for the clan he named after his brother, Tempestclan. It matched the untouched forest and its frequent rains. It became believed legend that if it rained once, Tempest was looking down upon the clan in happiness. However, if the rain did not stop for days on end, Tempest was angry with the clan. The weather guided them, and Maelstrom pulled the clan together enough to solidify them as a group. However, one day, the old Maelstrom simply disappeared. All he left behind were simple words to his clanmates, that he was being pulled back home, to his origins, where he and brother Tempest had originated from. When he left, one could not find tracks to follow. However, the new leader of the time, Rainstar, seemed to know something about where old Maelstrom had gone. It is the leader's privilege only to know where Maelstrom went, it would seem. 


NOW

    Years have passed since the creation of Tempestclan. It has seen generations of cats, generations of rains, and have successfully triumphed over everything that came their way. However, things are not always peaceful. Times are changing. The rains have not stopped for days. 

TERRITORY



THE CAMP

    An untouched forest has a wide expanse of trees, foliage, and rocky surfaces. The camp itself is nestled into one such rocky face, foliage and trees keeping it hidden, and yet a cliff-like landslide that makes it possible for the cats to scale all the way to the top and look over the trees. The dens have been carved into the surface, either naturally or by clan cat paws, and sticks, mud, and leaves are common building materials that fortify the camp and its dens. In order to greet any danger first before it touches the rest of the clan, the leader's den is at the very bottom of this stony landslide, carved into a deep cavern. Announcements and ceremonies are made halfway up the rocky face, both a test and expression of the leader's strength to scale the rocks, and also a good vantage point to address the clan from. The medicine cat's dwelling lies a step higher than the leader's den, a trickling leak in the back of the deep cavern that splits in two halves provides shelter and water for patients and herb-growing. The nursery is horizontal to the medicine cat's den, a bushel of foliage wired with briar and mud. A step above this level is the apprentice's den- a conveniently fallen tree that has since rotten to a trunk that hangs over a collection of rock, creating a den. Horizontal to this is the elder's den, a fortified impression into the rocky face. This is also the level where the prey pile is present. At the top of camp is the warrior's den, a spacious impression in the face with foliage and briars around it. It provides a good vantage point for warriors to alert the rest of the clan while being closest to evacuate the rest of the clan. 


TERRITORY

    Tempestclan's domain is only a fraction of a massive, untouched forest. Having made their camp at a considerable height off the ground, the cats of the clan have the best vantage point, and can actually see over the trees into the forest and treed hills beyond. There is no human danger here, it is so far from any civilization. To the north, there is what appears to be a small mountain of some kind, leading to the area where clan founder Maelstrom and brother Tempest have been claimed to have been born in. To the south there is a dip in the horizon, although no one has truly gone far enough to figure out what is down there, there is general consensus that it is likely a large body of water of some kind. To the east and west seem to stretch miles and miles of forest, rocky outcrop, fields and meadows.


SEASON / WEATHER

Current Season
Green-leaf (Summer)

Weather
The rains have not stopped in weeks and life is beginning to drown in impending floodwaters.

PLOT



THE BASIC

    The current leader is old and senile, fading quickly. While deputy ___ is technically in line for the throne of leadership, their ambitious and often ruthless ways of handling problems and interacting with clanmates have left them in poor support. Another candidate has risen, ___, within the clan. For such, the clan seems to have split, with some aligning themselves with the current deputy, while others call for the new candidate, and even those who are trapped in the middle and unable and unwilling to pick a side. To make matters worse, the environment has turned into torrents. Over the moons, Tempestclan has been losing prey, losing a good weather pattern, and suffering frigid winters and scorching summers. The rains have not stopped for days, and such has never happened before- old legend tells it is Tempest who is angry with them. As rains bring flood, flood brings bugs and rotten food, washed dens and dangerous territory, the clan while divided politically must try to work together under the circumstances.
    But, the leader suddenly calls to their deathbed a group of cats, chosen by the leader themselves. To them, the leader whispers of a secret known only to the leaders of Tempestclan. There is a settlement, across the forest and rocky mountain, that holds the key to the revival of Tempestclan. It is where the original creator, Maelstrom, was born and raised in, and also where his death lies. There is the direct descendent of Maelstrom. The leader tasks this group of cats to find and bring back the descendent of Maelstrom to lead the clan officially in this time of turmoil, hopefully bringing good luck back to the clan.
    Not all is perfect, for on this quest, the child of deputy ___ has been chosen to attend. Whether the cats of the group trust or distrust this cat is up to the role-player’s discretion.
    As they travel, they must pass the floods, survive on little prey, and escape the clutches of other hungry animals. Of this, a group of felines seems to be on their tail once they breach past Tempestclan territory. On multiple occasions, these cats attack the group. While they never outright kill anyone, cats in the group can be injured based on role-player’s discretion and activity levels.


CHARACTERS

    Because of the intricacy of the plot, I do not want it to be that only I get major plot points of the story here. There should be many places for roleplayers to fit in, and for simple characters that were not audition able characters to have a good handle on plot. This is all up to role-player's decisions! Below are a list of characters that can be auditioned for and their specifics:

Leader - 5AM
    BRUSHSTAR

Deputy - OPEN

The Other Candidate - Milk tea
    LILYLIGHTNING

The Group
    Note: Characters can either trust or distrust the deputy's child, it is up to the role-player's discretion
1. 
2. Hobblesway (Sandpaper)
3. Fawnpaw (Leafsong)
4.
5. 
6. Vixenyowl (5AM)

Deputy's Child - 5AM
    VIXENYOWL

OTHER AUDITIONS WILL BE OPENED AS THE PLOT PROGRESSES. REMEMBER, THESE ARE ONLY THE BASIC CHARACTERS TO START OFF THE PLOT. MANY MORE WILL BE INTRODUCED OVER TIME- SO, IF YOU DO NOT GET ONE OF THESE AUDITIONS SLOT, DO NOT FEAR! YOU CAN ALWAYS AUDITION FOR THE NEXT SET.

ALLEGIANCES



LEADER

    BRUSHSTAR 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
        dfab female ● asexual aromantic ● 95 moons
            With her crushed velvet coat and slender figure, one can say Brushstar is a delicate cat. Her body is nimble and flexible with a long, slender torso, large, deep chest, arched back, and a stomach that curves upwards to form an almost underweight-appearing underbelly, all graceful arches and curves. However, with age, her sleek physique has sagged a bit, and her once-attractive curves of flexibility are now rigid coils. While her hide uses to be well-muscled to help in her great leaps, the substance has waned in her aging years. Her cranium is a small one, almost egg-shaped, and longer than it is wide, including a rounded forehead sloping to a high nose bridge and high cheekbones- she does not look that different from a fruit bat's face, honestly. Set within her visage are big, oval eyes that are slanted upwards in just the slightest and colored a dull amber shade. Gracing her weary body is a pelage of thin, short-length, crushed curls that ripple in waves across her body. Over time, they have become duller and less-managed, but they are nonetheless unique in their crisp, soft waves colored a base of white, but delicately decorated in small ornament details of black and orange in a classic calico. In the prime of her life, Brushstar had been incredibly smooth-talking, refined with a hint of crisp dry humor, thorough in all that she did. Even now, she still keeps methodical check of her clan that has been under her reign for years, her dedication and loyalty unrivaled by any leader before her. However, she has become forgetful, physically and mentally weaker, and becomes frustrated easily, erupting in poor, unthought decisions or choice of words. Although she appears to have accepted her inevitable, looming death, she still desperately clings to her life to see her clan through the difficult times they've faced, standing alongside her clanmates (mostly figuratively, as she has little energy to get up to eat anymore), just as she always has done with them.
    Lilylightning is her adopted daughter

DEPUTY

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MEDICINE CAT

YARROWSPLINTER 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
    dmab nonbinary ● panromantic asexual ● 23 moons
        Many find this feline the epitome of strangeness, frankly many feel them to be ugly. A Sphynx is incredibly rare within this wilderness, a call to their past heritage as likely migrators to the Tempestclan area. His hard, muscled body is covered in a layer of fine, soft down that becomes slightly longer and thicker at her back, legs, and tail in an amusing show of a lion's tail puff. The amount of wrinkles across their body draw attention to their broad check, rounded abdomen, and firm, muscular legs that show he is no joke when it comes to physicality. Her paws are hairless and long, slender- a little creepy, really- and her paw pads are so thick they look like they have been walking on pillows. His body is not a peachy nude color. Instead, it is a lavender shade, with slightly darker points at their muzzle, paws, and tail. His cranium is that of a modified wedge shape, slightly longer than it is wide, edged with sparse, short whiskers, with high, sharp cheekbones, large ears, and large, lemon-shaped eyes, one colored a pale green, the other a bright blue. Both from his career as a medicine cat and her own personal life, Yarrowsplinter has cultivated a patient, level-headed personality. Little ruffles this cat's fur (figuratively, as he has no fur). Resourceful, reflective, and clean, she fit their work well. However, it is little secret that he is faithless in others, almost as though she does believe others can do things without her. He can hold grudges despite his high patience, and their conformist attitude leaves them behind in a lot of great adventures while simultaneously keeping a tough, skeptical, and reserved exterior.

MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE

FAWNPAW 」 ✩ ℒ𝑒𝒶𝒻𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 ✩
    Female ● Bisexual ● 6 Moons
        Petite and slender, this tiny she-cat can simply be placed under the category of adorable. Simply put, Fawnpaw is comprised of 90% fluff and 10% cat. This molly has hardly grown more than the size of a young kit. The runt of a litter of three and sharing the lineage of generations of smaller cats throughout family history, it was to no cats surprise when Fawnpaw was born to be abnormally small. What they didn't expect was that she would hardly grow even after her birth. Fawnpaw has tiny legs, due to her miniature stature, but in comparison to her body, they appear to be long and lithe reminiscent of her namesake. Although rather skinny, she is a somewhat muscular under all of her fur due to extra training to keep her strength up. Her fur is extremely long, dense and thick and allows her to feign being slightly larger than she is. Her fur is down like in its softness and she boasts a long fluffy tail. Fawnpaw's pelt is strikingly similar to the animal she was named after. It is comprised of various shades of brown and dappled with white running down the length of her spine. She appears to have saddle like markings beginning at her shoulder and ending just slightly past her flank. Her paws are a brilliant white alongside her tail-tip, ear tips, chest and muzzle, it appears as if a light snow had dusted her pelt as a kit, staining it with it's frosty color. Fawnpaw's nose is a pale pink which further adds onto her delicate appearance and starkly sticks out in contrast to her white muzzle. Her eyes are a dazzling bright shade of amber speckled with slightly darker and lighter flecks making them appear to shimmer. Fawnpaw is a very timid she-cat. Even as a young kit, she was so shy that she would sometimes go all night with a thorn in her nest because she was to farouche to speak up. As she grows up she becomes a little bit more confident in herself but she remains quite sheepish and insecure around other cats, especially when she is not that familiar with them. It may take awhile to get to know this mousy she-cat due to her initial introverted nature, but once she opens up to a cat, she becomes very open and rather talkative. Fawnpaw is extremely passionate about becoming a medicine cat and her sweet and nurturing nature is a great asset in dealing with patients. She is extremely selfless and very patient with vats of all sorts. The possibly of her snapping is almost non-existent, but if she does get pushed way too far or knows a cat is in danger of any sorts, she will most certainly step up and be more assertive. Fawnpaw's strength may not be in her muscles, but it most certainly lies in her brain. She is an extremely intelligent she-cat and immensely wise beyond her years. Her small size though lacking in brawn, allows for speed, stealth and agility due to being so light on her paws. Born to Dawncloud and Sandwhisp in a litter of three, Fawnpaw was not only born the runt, but also the only kit to inherit her mother's families abnormal size. Both Dawncloud and Sandwhisp coddled her, much to her siblings vexation. She was never too interested in play fighting with the other kits and even when she tried she was never able to keep up with them and she found them much too loud and rambunctious. One day seeking peace and quiet away from her over protective parents and obnoxiously wild siblings, she stumbled into the medicine cat den. Seeing how peaceful it was she asked the medicine cat if she could stay and watch the typical daily duties. Every day she would return and soon began to learn the various herbs and how to treat different injuries. One day one of her littermates had gotten a thorn stuck in their paw while the medicine cat was out gathering herbs. She remembered everything she had observed the medicine cat do and quickly acted, relieving her denmate of pain and earning a large amount of awe from her clanmates. When the medicine cat returned she agreed to make Fawnkit her apprentice. Fawnpaw loves every day of being a medicine cat and always works her hardest, she's excited for what the future holds.

WARRIORS

COUGARGROWL 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
    dmab male ● demiromantic asexual ● 35 moons
        A masculine of huge stature who easily towers over the majority if not all of his clanmates. A sturdy, lean figure with strong bones create his structure as it is lined and filled with thick muscles and leaving little to no loose skin to be seen- quite accurately being made of strength. Large paws sheathing sharp, off-white claws completes the logistics of this male's foundation. Over this figure runs a coat of velvet skin and short, glossy pelage that briefly thickens during the wintery moons. The color is a soft tan-cream that is solid throughout his coat, broken only by piebald-like white fountain spouts of markings that envelope his chest and splash beneath his chin. His massive paws have their toes dipped in such white as well as the very tip of his long, thick, whipcord tail. His ears are average-sized for a cranium such as his- a broad, defined platelet with a long, expansive muzzle with a width almost as much as his platelet. Housed within this feature are two almond-shaped optics where each is colored a bright, soft mint-green shade. At his throat starts a massive, long scar that curls from one side of his jugular to the other to then travel over the left side of his neck and continue to bow around his shoulder and end behind his left shoulder blade. For personality, Cougargrowl has always been dubbed the quiet protector. Passion simmers beneath his refined and gently aloof exterior and he is incredibly perceptive and holds himself to a high moral standard. However, he is difficult to understand or get to know with his enigmatic tendency, and he has been known to be blunt and stern. He received his extensive scars from a bear attack.
        Sparrowchirp is his mate, and Foggypaw is his daughter.

CRUMPLEDTAIL 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
dmab male ● polyamorous panromantic pansexual ● 30 moons
A creature of tall height and yet with a figure made of firm, lean muscle and flexible structure. A robust yet naturally lean and flexible bone make up his foundation with a lining of average muscles sloping elegantly across his line. Medium-sized paws sheathing dulled but strong off-white claws complete his base look. Coating this figure is velvet skin and a pelage of medium-length strands that is dense and soft at the heat of the skin while becoming coarse and wiry at the tips with fur pluming at his cheeks, stomach, haunches, between his toes, and developing into a nicely plumed tail- of course, what's left of it! Such a pelage is a sultry shade of russet red that travels the expanse of his fur and is marked by soft, soot-darker agouti tick patterning that leaves elegant shadowed smudges along his spine and tail. The base red dissipates into a soft creamy undertone that runs under his chin and creates his undercoat patterning that travels the expanse of his chest, stomach, and the underneath of his tail. His cranium is well-built and wedge-shaped with a defined platelet and a tapering muzzle ending in a leather nose. Housed in such a contraption lies two large, almond-shaped optics both colored a vibrant, lively yellow-copper. What used to be a beautifully-plumed tail is now left a crinkled line with multiple breaks in the tail, leaving it to appear "crumpled". One can say he is here for the finer things in life. Incredibly affectionate, humorous and open-minded, he is a flamboyant ball of fun to be around for everyone and he is always down for adventure- although, he is very good at persuading them to do something else if said adventure is not spicy enough for him. Although, some cats can be discomforted by him, as his eccentric attitude can come off unpredictable, and his materialistic obsession, ease to become jealous, and sarcastic tongue do not always play nice with others. He received his crumpled tail from a rockslide- his old name was Rosestorm.

HOBBLESWAY 」 Sandpaper
 dmab male ● ?? ● 30 to 33 moons
    Just noticing the way this feline walks might give a hint to his name. He has a slight limp in his left hind leg and paw, giving the tom the name of Hobblesway; for his limp and the way his body sways when he moves. One could call him handsome if wanted, but he's just considered average to most. Hobblesway is a tad bit smaller than most toms of his age with slightly longer limbs with a lanky stature. Covered in a shade of dark brown known as sepia, this is only the first base to cover Hobblesway's pelt. Across this dark brown base comes even darker sepia tabby stripes, that continue down to his tail, legs, and of course, his face. Mottled in between the tabby stripes and plain dark brown fur, this tom has faint beige patches. They tend to overlap the stripes, though it adds a subtle feel instead. His chest, underbelly, and paws are also beige like the patches found on his fur. Accompanying the array of colors found on his pelt are seafoam green eyes.
Hobblesway is sort of.. a different tom from most. First off, he falls easily for anything and when saying anything, it truly means that. For example, if one were to say something sarcastic, he might not catch on immediately. That would lead him into a moment of questioning and slowly piecing everything together when he realizes it was just a sarcastic joke. To be fair to Hobblesway, one might want to be careful with what they say in case an incident like this occurs. Another thing that he might be slightly obsessed with is- love, a true hopeless romantic. Oddly, yes, a tom obsessed with love. It's not necessarily normal, though that's what makes Hobblesway himself. He has always dreamt of finding his one and only, the she-cat of his dreams. As much as he wants, this feline can dream on and on about something that's likely or even unlikely to happen. On to some of his more well-seen traits, Hobblesway is (obviously) clumsy because of his injury. He wasn't made for agility of any sorts and that might be why he does better at being a day-dreamer. He's normally shy around his clanmates, but from time to time he can be out-going. Otherwise, one will find Hobblesway keeping to a close group of friends, an acquaintance, or even a love interest.

LAVENDERDREAM 」 Milk tea
    Female/Female ● Bisexual ● 34 Moons
        Lavenderdream is formally known as a Turkish Angora, she has a pearl white coat, her fur is medium-long which is longer on her ruff, tail, and thighs. She has high cheek bones with wide, tall and pointed ears; with long ear tufts. Her body is long, sleek and slender; She has long lean legs, her back legs are longer than the front. Her tail is straight, narrow, and well feathered, she has dark blue eyes that seem to glow blue making them brighter at night. Lavenderdream is sassy, a little rude but she's only teasing. She loves adventure and taking risks, she can be found roaming the territory at night. She is quite mysterious but some how elegant, Lavenderdream smiles to hide her pain inside. Sisters are Milkblossom and Lilylighitng

LILYLIGHTNING 」 Milk tea
Female ● ?? ● 34 Moons
Lilylighting is a cream colored she-cat with golden brown fawn spots on her lower back chest and flanks. She is a but on the smaller side but has a slender form. She has short, silky fur that shines gold in the sunlight. Giving her a signature soft, beautiful appearance; matching her sky-blue eyes. Lilylighting has a gentle attitude and calm temperament, she truly has a heart of gold. Even though her size alone puts her at a disadvantage, she is known or being lighting fast and swift on her paws; which gives her a great advantage in battle. Lilylighting is humble and kind, she will help out anyone in need. But she is also brave, reserved and serious at times; never making rash or quick decisions. Although it seems that her mind is always awake and never sleeps, which makes sleeking hard. She is kind to everyone so she always puts on a smile to hide her true feelings. This she cat tends to doubt herself sometimes, she sometimes feels helpless or hopeless but tries to be strong for everyone.

MILKBLOSSOM 」 Milk tea
    Female/Female ● Straight ● 34 Moons
        Milkblossom is a pale silvery grey she-cat, with white speckles covering her back; along with white toes, lower jaw, chest and tail tip. Her body consists of medium-short, soft, sleek fur. Under her coat lay lean and well muscled limbs, She is quite lengthy with a some what bushy tail, she has pointy lynx like ear tips and cheeks tufts that stick out to the sides. Although she is a Turkish angora just like her sister but her chest fur curves at the tips making them stick out, she has sky-blue eyes with green flecks; making them a pretty blueish green. Milkblossom is warm and sweet just like mothers milk, she has a mother composure which is how she got her name; she isn't afraid to speak her mind and stick up for what is right. Sister is Lavenderdream and Lilylighting

SILVERCLAW 」 Ivyfang
    dfab female ● pansexual ● 25 moons
        Silverclaw, ironically, has not a single dash of silver on her. Instead she is mostly white with a dark brown cap cape,and tail, all of which are striped with lighter brown tabby markings. She also has smaller spots under her chin, on her hind legs, and nose, and a white teardrop shape laying crooked on her back. Her pale eyes, flecked with dark browns shine with excitement and energy. She loves to horse around and is always up to mischief. Her small frame makes it easy for her to sneak around while she tracks her next victim. She is feisty and sarcastic and generally annoying, but she does has a soft side. She is very affectionate towards other cats often forces her attention upon them. She has an especially soft spot for kits. Former rogue.

SLEEPYSHADE 」 Sandpaper
    dmab/male ● pansexual ● 28 moons
        Sleepyshade considers himself to be the best of the bestest and the most attractive, stunning tom out there. It's unfortunate, like most, he just average in the eyes of many felines. He has a solid, sturdy build with large paws and somewhat smaller-than-average ears. One may notice the soft, calming colors that decorate his pelt for it is brindled. It's easy to tell that Sleepyshade is a blue tortoiseshell tom as blue-grey, cream and white patches weave their away across his pelt. He has mischievous, glossy amber eyes. Sterile. Does that word mean anything to others? No, it does not mean much to an abundant of cats for they are not sterile like Sleepyshade. Some say it plays a role in his personality, though the tom himself has never spoken about it to his clanmates. To start, he is considered manipulative. Control, it is something he desires when it rests in his paws. To put it simply, he isn't interested in anything but playing games with others. Love means nothing to him and it just a word he treats like any other. He enjoys toying around with others and flirtation is one way to get what he wants. Some fall for it, some don't. Whether they do or do not, he can always move on to the next cat. He's quite the tease and especially a charmer. Not to mention he's also spontaneous and normally open about his life, Sleepyshade can come across as over friendly. There are no standards to relationships he shares with most of his clanmates, mainly when it comes to intimate/romantic ones. Other than that, he'll try to be a considerate friend. As for Sleepyshade's past, he and his parents were not close growing up even when he was clanborn. He "inherited" his unfaithfulness from both of them as they didn't stick together for long. The tom was much closer with his mentor, Maplestem, who treated him as her own kit. Their relationship was nothing like the one he held with his parents, but it was still confusing. As a young warrior, Sleepyshade had been in a relationship with a she-cat named Spottedtrout. Sure, they had feelings for each other (which he would never admit to), but they were on and off. They discussed settling down together, but it's obvious that it never happened due to his unfaithful side. He claims he feels nothing for her anymore and likes to make it clear as day, especially with her around.

SPARROWCHIRP 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
    dmab male ● homoromantic pansexual ● 35 moons
        Lean and well-muscled, this tomcat has had his fair share of battle experience, and has taken on a flexible, well-structured frame with long limbs, neck, and tail and a wedge-like, exotic cranium. Coating his frame is a pelage of rosewood ebony- a russet cherry of wood tones with tasteful marbled, darker stripes and splinters throughout this shade. There are varying degrees of dusking to his pelt such as grey-brown and black that give shadows to his fur in a smoke pattern. There is darking to the proportion of a mask of brown-black covering his cranium. There is a white-dip pattern to his paws and on one side of his muzzle- at least, the side that is not scarred. His eyes, almond-slitted, are colored a hazel shade of mix, tropical orange and citrus in a vibrance. The most notable attributes of this tomcat are the horrendous amount of scarring that covers his being. Detailed, they are as follows: a massive bite wound to his shoulder that spans into his neck and front leg, various scratches amongst his chest and paws, massive scarring to the right side of his face including a shredded ear, and a long gash along the right side of his flank. A steady presence is Sparrowchirp's identifier with his optimism and strict dedication to his family, friends, and ideals, quite ready to die at any time for those he loves- and, he loves a lot, with his naturally compassionate nature. One is never alone when Sparrowchirp is around. Even so, he is not always the sweetest face around, for he can be arrogant and sensitive, blunt and incredibly stubborn, and with a feisty chip on his shoulder that can come out to play to say hurtful things unintentionally when he is provoked. Thankfully, his patience is long-extending. He received his extensive scars from a bear attack.
        Cougargrowl is his mate, and Foggypaw is his daughter.

SPOTTEDTROUT 」 Sandpaper
    dfab female/female ● bisexual ● 26 moons
        Spottedtrout is an ordinary, typical she-cat. Her build is nothing special for she doesn't have long legs, large paws, small ears, etc. She is, frankly, average. Covered by a medium length coat and colored brown, darker spotted tabby markings adorn her pelt where grey undertones are found. These undertones are not sharp; they are smooth and clean. Along with her brown spotted tabby coat and grey undertones comes a plain white muzzle and a pair of shiny yellow-green eyes. Like a kitten, this feline is seemingly stuck as her personality is unable to move forward even if it's just a fox length. If you ever desire authority or manipulation, Spottedtrout is the perfect candidate. Label her as a weakling, a coward, a wimp; it won't matter because she has yet to realize it. It'll be difficult to get it through that hard head of hers. It's not hard (at all) to sway this she-cat in the opposite direction that she's going whether it's in her thoughts or actions. It causes insecurity and confusion for her which is no surprise. As for some of her strengths, Spottedtrout is soft-hearted meaning that she is forgiving and sensitive. It's no surprise for she tries to keep her feelings under wraps, but that tends to be too hard to achieve. Her emotions are the true leader here, the one thing that leads her to anything and everything. Spottedtrout didn't exactly know who her mother was. She met her once or twice, but that was it. She had no name and hardly a face to place it to. Instead, she was closer to her father, Speckledrock. Many say she resembles him. It is unknown if she had any littermates. As she grew, Spottedtrout fell for Sleepyshade, a warrior that is only 2 moons older than her. They were on and off and had discussed being official mates several times. It never happened as Sleepyshade was unfaithful. Her feelings for the tom are hard for her to mask, but she tries it anyways.

SUNCLOUD 」 Ivyfang
    dfab male ● gay ● 19 moons
        Suncloud has very long fur that is tan with a white underside, making his tan fur look like a blanket with the slightest tabby markings on his face and tail. He has pale green eyes and is larger than many cats especially for his age. Despite this he is extremely soft and kind hearted. He is shy and prefers to keep to himself, but is a playful dork when he's comfortable with someone.

VIXENYOWL 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
    dfab female ● biromantic demisexual ● 20 moons
        This feline is marked by a muscular, willowy structure with a sturdy, flexible frame and athletic muscle. This includes a long, lean trunk with elegantly elongated limbs, a sturdy but lean chest, and powerful haunches. Her cranium is a slice of wedge with defined facial features and edges, big ears, and marked by large, expressive optics both colored a bright, warm honey shade. Covering her figure is a pelage medium-length and downy, glossy, and loosely curly that tightens to frame her face, around her elbows and haunches, and long tail. This pelage is colored a sultry hue of tan, red, and brown mixed together in various shades, lightening in her underbelly pattern to paler creams and tans. Various sprays of cinnamon, spice, copper, ginger, and orange flash across her body like streams of sunlight dappling her coat and turning it to liquid flame. Crowning in a layer overtop and across her body streaks starkly darker marbled bengal-tabby markings all across the length of her figure. As adventurous and carefree as the pull of the tides and the twinkle of sunlight within her fur, Vixenyowl is a bold, courageous, warm sort. She has, and always will be, pulled by the call of adventure and the mystere of the world for what it is and will eventually be. Her curiosity and insight are infectious, blazing through her life not like a quickly-burning match, but like flames of the sun, everlasting and compassionate and encompassing. Even so, she, like the tide and sun, she is unpredictable and devious and wants only her own independence and freedom, carelessly and naively so, and selfishly opionated and reckless. She can be forceful and demanding and devious, another stab of her wildness and her stubbornness despite her passions of which, without careful training, turn to an insatiable need for freedom and solitude, a burning flame alone in a cave without the sunlight to keep it a warm one.
        The deputy is her father.

APPRENTICES

FOGGYPAW 」 ✧ 5 ÆM
    dfab female ● pansexual homoromantic ● 8 moons
        A medium-sized molly with an elegant and yet muscular body is what creates this feline. A lean line with a semi-foreign body type, falling in a moderate scale somewhere between Oriental and Persian structure- athletic but not bulky, and with a fine-boned structure and well-formed muscles, high shoulders, and long limbs creates the foundation. Covering such a figure runs velvet skin and a coat of medium-length strands that are plush, glossy, and thick even as it runs off in notable plumes off her cheeks, neck, elbows, haunches, and tail. This pelage is colored a blue-smoke tone with the plush elegance of a Russian Blue's rare coat paired with softer edges and shading that runs throughout her fur. The lighter and cream-colored areas are relatively soft-shaded and not abrupt or startling in appearance although they are enough to be easily noticed and recognized that her fur is indeed not a solid- her fur is tipped in a gentle silver and cream. A modified wedge creates her cranium with a regal platelet that is more pointed than rounded and a tapering muzzle that ends in a charcoal black nose. Housed in this are two averagely set-apart, slightly oval-shaped optics that are both colored a startling, bright blue- her ears are relatively large. It is hard to dislike this excitable, optimistic feline with the energy of a thousand kits, while still retaining a humbleness in all her doing, and a responsible and mature way of completing tasks and speaking with others. Still, Foggypaw is young, and has a lot to learn. She can be clumsy and forgetful, indecisive in her decisions. Simultaneously, she can be naive and gullible, easily led down winding trails and distracted.
        Cougargrowl and Sparrowchirp are her fathers.

PARTRIDGEPAW 」 Sandpaper
    dfab/female ● unknown ● 9 moons
        An awfully fluffy, feathery she-cat, Partridgepaw carries a mass of fur on her young, limber bones. It may not be seen as attractive, but it's what she has and it doesn't bother her one bit. Silver grey is the most prominent color found upon her pelt, streaking from the top of her ears to her long tail. Faint mackerel tabby markings decorate her pelt but grow muddled with the scattered patches of pale ginger. There are also other grey-brown patches that are much more common on Partridgepaw's pelt. From her chin to her paws, her fur is completely white and left untouched like the socks found on her hind legs. Lastly, this she-cat has tall, tufted ears and muddy amber eyes. A canny feline, Patridgepaw is fairly good at being sly with her movements. Quick-witted, she is alert at all times and isn't the type to listen to one's advice or criticism. She doesn't take criticism lightly and sees it as a jab at her which will upset her, no doubt there. Because of her difficulities with criticism and advice, this silver patched tabby holds her guard up high and can grow irritated easily if someone tries to break it down. This guard of hers is a protector to Partridgepaw and it's one of the few things she's not willing to let go of, regardless of the situation. She may not be the fun, adventurous type, but this apprentice could care less; she puts her own well-being before others and some day, that will lead to a horrible, horrible mistake.

TAWNYPAW 」Sparkly
    She-Cat ● Straight ● 7 moons old.
        She has a sleek brown pelt, with a pitch-black paws, tailtip, and inner ear fur. She has bright, dark green eyes, with lighter green around the edges. She has a sleek, slim, slender build, with feathering around the tops of her legs, the base of her tail, her neck, and the base of her ears. She's usually brave, sweet, kind, and caring, and she can be enthusiastic, energetic, and excitable at times, but mainly tends to keep herself to herself. She tries to hide it, but she has extremely low self-esteem, and believes that she is worthless. Also, she really doesn't fare well in stressful situations! All of her kin are dead. She's an extremely good swimmer. She loves the smell of lavender!

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NEWS



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