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Post by xfogpathx on Sept 10, 2016 23:33:02 GMT -5
((Oooh kits are exciting!))
((im going to work on my chars now.))
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yeehaw
I am so glad I have this acc back tbh I thought i'd lost it forever!
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Post by yeehaw on Sept 10, 2016 23:35:11 GMT -5
{When Lana comes back can you ask her if I can be Softkit, who was never achely in the books, just in the list of charries in Thunder and Ice. Also The Apprertices quest...}
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Post by Ninetales on Sept 10, 2016 23:37:33 GMT -5
(Yep sure! When they get back I can help make sure that she knows!)
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Post by xfogpathx on Sept 11, 2016 0:05:40 GMT -5
((All done))
Mousewhisker – Mousewhisker is a big, stocky gray and white tom with a thick, soft pelt and bright green eyes. Mousewhisker is a good warrior but he doesn't always follow the warrior code or listen to his leader. He tends to be opinionated and doesn't mind telling others what he think. At his worst, he is hot-headed and quick to suspect others. But he is a loyal friend who is quick to praise his clan mates and eager to assist them. He is a brave tom but has a bad habit of acting before thinking. He is not very good at climbing trees. Recently, he has taken to mourning his loss through anger and aggression. Formerly from ThunderClan and a loner before that. He is he only surviving member of his family except for his niece, Cherryfall.
Duskfur - Duskfur is a sleek, dark brown she-cat with black tabby stripes and big amber eyes. Her muzzle ends in short, uneven whiskers and a black nose. Her legs are too long for her body. She is a nurturing and compassionate she-cat who looks out for other cats. Duskfur excels at fishing and others have said she is an excellent mentor. She tends to put others before herself and neglects her own needs and feelings. She has a sharp tongue when she is angry and will criticize others often. She has become a bit overbearing, especially to younger cats, since the death of her kits because she blames herself for their deaths. Formerly from RiverClan. She had two kits, Curlfeather and Podlight, who died during the incident.
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Post by Frozen on Sept 11, 2016 13:56:20 GMT -5
I'll tag Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ for you Fog) Leaftail worked, alone and admittedly zoned out. He weaved the brambles together, constructing the shape of the den, all while he was trapped thinking of his WindClan home. They never did this back at camp - it was something he had yet to get used to. The warrior didn't necessarily like it much, either - the fact that only one or two actual WindClan cats would be sleeping in it brought back the old feeling of Clan rivalry. He supposed he would never get used to sharing a den with ThunderClan, RiverClan, and ShadowClan cats. He was oblivious to Owlclaw's presence. Blinking dully, he pushed the thoughts away, continuing to stare at the brambles intertwining together. The work of the Clan. It was almost like BadgerClan itself. Every member worked together to survive. The leader - who wasn't quite yet present - issuing the main orders. The deputy following up and assigning the patrols. The warriors doing their duties. The medicine cat healing all injuries. The apprentices learning from their peers to survive. The queens continuing the bloodline of the Clan. And the elders giving great wisdom to all. Halting, Leaftail left his paw hanging on a bramble. A quick snap brought him out of his thoughts. He stared down at the broken twig. "Oops," he muttered, shaking his head. It wasn't until then that he noticed Owlclaw next to him. "I'll go get another," he said hastily, dragging himself away from the ShadowClan cat. |
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 14:06:52 GMT -5
(So sorry I vanished, teachers are jerks. Going through posts now)
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 14:08:41 GMT -5
yeehaw If I'm understanding you right, then the only characters you can claim are the ones on the list on the main page. xfogpathx Adding, you can start!
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Post by Ninetales on Sept 11, 2016 14:13:15 GMT -5
Note: Feel free to shorten these as much as you want. Both bios are completed.
Lakeheart
Lakeheart feels that the impact that the plague has brought her is too much for words to describe. She had to watch her family, friends, and clanmates die around her and there was nothing she could do about it. As much as she tries to dismiss these thoughts she can’t help, but wonder if this is her award for the betrayal. The worst part is no one knows that she did this expect for the one cat she loved the most. Lakeheart had a forbidden romance with the former Windclan leader Onestar. There is a part of her that sometimes questions about how she managed to get a cat such as him to love her, but she guessed it was because she could see past his flaws, past his rank, and treat him like a normal cat. That he could have someone who was willing to listen and comfort him. That she was willing to go out of her way to see him despite knowing the two were not supposed to be together. To add to her grief she was not able to see Onestar in his final moments because of their clan relations. She didn't want to risk tipping anyone off about their relationship. She sometimes wonder if he was angry because she was not there, but she tries to tell him whenever she can that she truly did love him and was there in spirit. She hope that because he was a leader that his lives would be enough to save him, but she knew that not even lives could save a cat from something so terrible.
There is one thing that Onestar did leave behind that she cherishes with her very life. She became pregnant with his kits during their affair and now that the plague seems to be disappearing back into the darkness this means that her kits have a chance to live and grow up in a new life. She hopes with the fact that the clan is now united means that the kits will have a chance to experience their Windclan and Riverclan heritages equally. Of course she is aware that just because the plague took away her love ones doesn’t mean that clan traditions have fully died out. If the clan found out that these kits are half-clanners then it is possible that they will not accept them as much as she wants. In order to protect them she plans to claim that Reedwhisker is the father. The former deputy was a respectable and kind tom and seem like a good choice. For the most part their relationship was nothing more than acquaintances and she work with him on several patrols. When they did talk she enjoy the conversions she had with him. She truly felt that if she wasn’t in love with Onestar there could have been a chance that Reedwhisker could be someone she would want in a mate. Lakeheart feels that she is stuck in the past as she relives her positive and negative memories. Lakeheart is rather emotional and as much as she doesn’t want to she can’t help, but find herself in tears. On top of that she is just in general a sensitive cat and does not do well with harshness, criticism, or judgmentalness. The irony is she is her worst critic and finds faults in herself regardless if they are true or not. She normally doesn't express these. She tries to block it out especially when dealing with her regrets so no one has to see or judge her world. When others try to enter her world she is quick to dismiss and pretend that things are much better than they are. As much as she tries she is not the best liar. Her main giveaway is her body language and tone as she is a rather expressive cat. Lakeheart still maintains her motherly and kind attitude. She used to be laid-back, but now with the plague it has caused her to become a cautious worrier. Her protective nature wants to place others before her including their feelings. This makes her rather doubtful about her decisions than she once was. Her trusting nature can still lead her to being misguided and use unless it truly goes against her values.
Spikepaw
Spikepaw feels that his world is tearing apart. He thought he knew what his life would be like before. He would grow up as a respected and hard-working warrior under the guidance of his clan and Starclan. He might even become leader of Shadowclan one day. He knew his world would be chaotic, but nothing could prepare him for that day. When the plague hit at first Spikepaw dismiss it. This wasn’t the first time he had seen his clanmates become sick. Stories of other cats from other clans wasn’t a foreign concept either. Spikepaw felt that his dismal turn to dismay when he noticed that his clan was starting to struggle. More and more cats were becoming sick including his friends and family. His clan try to live life as normal or at least those that he notices around him including his old mentor, Ferretclaw. Ferretclaw does his best to train Spikepaw, but it is clear that as the clan continues to get worse his focus seems to be more on helping out his clanmates versus training. As such Spikepaw found himself often on hunting patrols, finding herbs, gathering water, and anything else they could do to help. There were times where Spikepaw was starting to miss border patrols as he was usually not on one.
As much as Spikepaw try to play it off like it was nothing it was clear he was concern. He pushed himself as hard as he could to help combat the plague and often express his frustrations that he wished he knew healing because he could probably be more useful. Eventually it seems like herbs were being used too much and that was becoming a struggle in itself. The herbs needed to be use in order to help combat the plague, but at the same time with the rate they were using them it was becoming harder and harder to keep up and the herbs needed to rest and repopulate. To make matters worse Ferretclaw fall ill, but he continued to try and push himself. Eventually the illness forced him to stay put. He reassured Spikepaw that he would recover and they could get back to some training again, but they never did. At first Spikepaw train with the other mentors that could still stand, but eventually one of the final acts that the leader could do was reassigned Spikepaw under another mentor and that was Scorchfur. Ferretclaw seem sad, but knew that he seemed to be getting worse so he would often tell Spikepaw that this was the best choice. Spikepaw remembers telling Scorchfur that when Ferretclaw was better he would go back to being his apprentice. This also spark a new ritual within Spikepaw and that was praying to Starclan every night. He was aware of their presence before, but he never thought much about them. His teaching of Starclan was basically that they guided and protected them. That they were the ones that granted the leader their nine lives and gave a safe haven to honorable cats including to his warrior ancestors. They gave prophecies and just overall seem like all-powerful all-knowing cats. Now that he needed them the most he figured that if he could plead for Starclan help and show them how much he was truly scared they could come and save not only his clan, but all of the clans. Before he knew it just as fast as the plague came so was the downfall of all four clans.
Spikepaw didn’t know how to feel about this. An entire clan no an entire nation of cats had fallen including his former mentor, Ferretclaw and all of his love ones and friends. As he followed his surviving clanmates to figure out what they would do Spikepaw eventually came from a silent depression to being vocal. He voiced out his denial and concerns with such sadness and disbelief. He showed his anger by blaming himself and he would often lash out at things like trees, rocks, etc. but he never lashed out at his own clanmates. There was one thing he wasn’t vocal about and that was his eternal battle with his thoughts about Starclan. He was a strong believer in them even if he never talked about them a lot. He thought that Starclan had the power to save his clan because they have guided them away from doom before. They had the power to even give cats nine lives! So why? Why didn’t Starclan save them? Why were they content with wiping out the four clans? What did they do to them? Didn’t they know that they would be nothing, but myths if they didn’t have followers? At first Spikepaw continue to plead with them to bring back his clan, love ones, and Ferretclaw. He was even willing to go as far as offer them offerings and do anything he thought would convince such as doing a silly dance. When Starclan continue to ignore him his begging turn to anger. His faith in Starclan change when he officially announced to them in private that he would no longer follow them. That they deserve no one because they were nothing, but selfish greedy cats who only did things when it was convenient for them. That the ancestors he did have must not care about Shadowclan anymore and that they were no better than a bunch of lowly Dark Forest cats.
When the new clan, Badgerclan was established Spikepaw found this only tick him off farther. The formation of Badgerclan officially meant that the four clans were dead. He only joined because of his clanmates and clan life was the only thing he knew, but he refuses to let go of his Shadowclan heritage. He doesn’t trust the other clanners and believes that eventually they will backstab him and his clanmates in the back especially with the reputation they believe has define Shadowclan for all of these years. The cats he gives the hardest time to is Thunderclan as he sees them as a bunch of nosey cats that want to act like they are the heroes all of the time. This seems like the perfect chance for them to act like this farther. Spikepaw appears to be grumpy a lot. He is a right fighter. If something sets him off, he has no problems being blunt and arguing with you. It doesn’t matter how much you debunk his claims or how much sense his claims have for he will continue to fight back until something forces it to stop. He seems to get upset farther when you point out the cold hard truth as he typically engages in these arguments to avoid the truth. If it comes down to a physical fight he has no problem engaging in one. He is rather stubborn for a few reasons. The first is that Spikepaw is naturally impulsive. Once he has his mind fully set on something he wants to dive in. The second can deal with his own beliefs and he isn’t the type that will back down easily if it goes against them. The third is that the plague has cause him to push himself even harder than before to the point he will neglect his own needs. The plague has caused Spikepaw to become paranoid about becoming sick. If he thinks something is wrong, he will go to the medicine den in a fit of panic. It doesn’t matter how little it is for if he believes something is wrong he wants it out of his system now. Spikepaw is cynical in nature. He isn’t the type that likes to reveal his emotions and thoughts so easily and he is rather reserved. You need to prove he can trust you and it will take even more if you are not part of Shadowclan. Once you have gain his trust you have a friend for life, but the moment you do something to betray his trust is the moment he will shut you out his life. It is unclear whether or not you can ever gain it back.
Hey Lana that's okay! Here are my bios again. Sorry about the length, but feel free to shorten these as much as you want. Does everything look alright? |
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 14:21:02 GMT -5
(Yeah I've been meaning to do that oops) Thrushmoon Spiderleg emerged from the warrior's den, his pelt fluffed up against the early morning chill. The chirping of birds all around sharply contrasted the mood of the camp. The previous night's incident with the rogues had unsettled everyone, which was no surprise to Spiderleg. BadgerClan was only six days old; it was just as weak and vulnerable as a kit of that age. With no leader, no deputy, and no proper Clan structure, all it would take was one fell swoop and they'd all fall. Which was why he needed to talk to Pinenose about his decision. His decision to become leader. He scanned the camp, searching for her familiar pelt. He'd spent most of the previous night lying awake, thinking about the empty leader position. Even though he had never considered himself much of a leader, nobody else was stepping forward to fill the role. So, he felt that he was bound to do it. After all, he always did tell everyone that he was dedicated to the survival of the new Clan. The reason he was seeking out Pinenose of all cats? Well, he trusted her. Sure, she was ShadowClan, but in his eyes that didn't matter any more. She was headstrong and unafraid of honesty, which he appreciated. He wanted to know the truth about his potential as a leader, and he knew he could get that from Pinenose. Plus, he wanted to discuss what had happened on the predawn patrol, if anything. He padded in her direction, trying to look as if he meant business. "Pinenose, can I speak to you privately, please?" His voice came out a bit more harshly than usual, but that was okay. If he was going to be BadgerClan's leader, he needed to be firm. Pinenose look surprised for a moment when Spiderleg approached her, since she had just returned with her patrol. She felt a bit irritated, what another patrol already? She shook it off though, knowing that with the possiblity of rouges lurking within their borders they had to be vigilant, but they were also no good dead tired. However, once Spiderleg used the word 'please' her thoughts changed direction immediately. Great Starclan it better not be more bad news, she groaned inwardly. She glanced at Owlclaw and Weaselfur,"Go back to the warriors den and get some rest you two." She dismissed them before returning her attention back to Spiderleg, and nodded her head for him to follow her so they could talk. She weaved her way through the bushes and trees before turning and sitting down, her tail curling over her paws. "What is it?" Unable to keep the curiosity out of her mew. Spiderleg hesitated for a while, his paws shifting around as he tried - and failed - numerous times to get comfortable. His mind was screaming at him to make something up, to not divulge in his plans, but he needed to talk to someone. Anyone. He needed advice. He needed someone to tell him that the choice he was making was the right one. He took a deep breath. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately," he began. "BadgerClan needs a new leader, as we all know. We can't continue on without one. We aren't a Clan without one. These cats need a leader to guide them and a deputy to support them. Willowshine needs someone she can go to if she gets a message from StarClan. If we meet these rogues in battle, this Clan needs someone to direct them. "Without trying to sound vain, I believe I can say that I fit that role. I've been falling into it naturally, although I only just realized it after I called a Clan meeting last night without being challenged. I've decided to talk to Willowshine and travel to the Moonpool to receive my nine lives. Surely if StarClan approves of me, then the Clan will too? "But I'm torn. While I think that I'm doing the right thing, a part of me is screaming that I'm jumping to conclusions. I don't want to create unrest and civil war by going to the Moonpool and declaring myself the leader of BadgerClan. So, I want your opinion. What do you honestly think of me becoming BadgerClan's first leader? I need an honest opinion." |
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 15:19:33 GMT -5
Note: Feel free to shorten these as much as you want. Both bios are completed.
Lakeheart
Lakeheart feels that the impact that the plague has brought her is too much for words to describe. She had to watch her family, friends, and clanmates die around her and there was nothing she could do about it. As much as she tries to dismiss these thoughts she can’t help, but wonder if this is her award for the betrayal. The worst part is no one knows that she did this expect for the one cat she loved the most. Lakeheart had a forbidden romance with the former Windclan leader Onestar. There is a part of her that sometimes questions about how she managed to get a cat such as him to love her, but she guessed it was because she could see past his flaws, past his rank, and treat him like a normal cat. That he could have someone who was willing to listen and comfort him. That she was willing to go out of her way to see him despite knowing the two were not supposed to be together. To add to her grief she was not able to see Onestar in his final moments because of their clan relations. She didn't want to risk tipping anyone off about their relationship. She sometimes wonder if he was angry because she was not there, but she tries to tell him whenever she can that she truly did love him and was there in spirit. She hope that because he was a leader that his lives would be enough to save him, but she knew that not even lives could save a cat from something so terrible.
There is one thing that Onestar did leave behind that she cherishes with her very life. She became pregnant with his kits during their affair and now that the plague seems to be disappearing back into the darkness this means that her kits have a chance to live and grow up in a new life. She hopes with the fact that the clan is now united means that the kits will have a chance to experience their Windclan and Riverclan heritages equally. Of course she is aware that just because the plague took away her love ones doesn’t mean that clan traditions have fully died out. If the clan found out that these kits are half-clanners then it is possible that they will not accept them as much as she wants. In order to protect them she plans to claim that Reedwhisker is the father. The former deputy was a respectable and kind tom and seem like a good choice. For the most part their relationship was nothing more than acquaintances and she work with him on several patrols. When they did talk she enjoy the conversions she had with him. She truly felt that if she wasn’t in love with Onestar there could have been a chance that Reedwhisker could be someone she would want in a mate. Lakeheart feels that she is stuck in the past as she relives her positive and negative memories. Lakeheart is rather emotional and as much as she doesn’t want to she can’t help, but find herself in tears. On top of that she is just in general a sensitive cat and does not do well with harshness, criticism, or judgmentalness. The irony is she is her worst critic and finds faults in herself regardless if they are true or not. She normally doesn't express these. She tries to block it out especially when dealing with her regrets so no one has to see or judge her world. When others try to enter her world she is quick to dismiss and pretend that things are much better than they are. As much as she tries she is not the best liar. Her main giveaway is her body language and tone as she is a rather expressive cat. Lakeheart still maintains her motherly and kind attitude. She used to be laid-back, but now with the plague it has caused her to become a cautious worrier. Her protective nature wants to place others before her including their feelings. This makes her rather doubtful about her decisions than she once was. Her trusting nature can still lead her to being misguided and use unless it truly goes against her values.
Spikepaw
Spikepaw feels that his world is tearing apart. He thought he knew what his life would be like before. He would grow up as a respected and hard-working warrior under the guidance of his clan and Starclan. He might even become leader of Shadowclan one day. He knew his world would be chaotic, but nothing could prepare him for that day. When the plague hit at first Spikepaw dismiss it. This wasn’t the first time he had seen his clanmates become sick. Stories of other cats from other clans wasn’t a foreign concept either. Spikepaw felt that his dismal turn to dismay when he noticed that his clan was starting to struggle. More and more cats were becoming sick including his friends and family. His clan try to live life as normal or at least those that he notices around him including his old mentor, Ferretclaw. Ferretclaw does his best to train Spikepaw, but it is clear that as the clan continues to get worse his focus seems to be more on helping out his clanmates versus training. As such Spikepaw found himself often on hunting patrols, finding herbs, gathering water, and anything else they could do to help. There were times where Spikepaw was starting to miss border patrols as he was usually not on one.
As much as Spikepaw try to play it off like it was nothing it was clear he was concern. He pushed himself as hard as he could to help combat the plague and often express his frustrations that he wished he knew healing because he could probably be more useful. Eventually it seems like herbs were being used too much and that was becoming a struggle in itself. The herbs needed to be use in order to help combat the plague, but at the same time with the rate they were using them it was becoming harder and harder to keep up and the herbs needed to rest and repopulate. To make matters worse Ferretclaw fall ill, but he continued to try and push himself. Eventually the illness forced him to stay put. He reassured Spikepaw that he would recover and they could get back to some training again, but they never did. At first Spikepaw train with the other mentors that could still stand, but eventually one of the final acts that the leader could do was reassigned Spikepaw under another mentor and that was Scorchfur. Ferretclaw seem sad, but knew that he seemed to be getting worse so he would often tell Spikepaw that this was the best choice. Spikepaw remembers telling Scorchfur that when Ferretclaw was better he would go back to being his apprentice. This also spark a new ritual within Spikepaw and that was praying to Starclan every night. He was aware of their presence before, but he never thought much about them. His teaching of Starclan was basically that they guided and protected them. That they were the ones that granted the leader their nine lives and gave a safe haven to honorable cats including to his warrior ancestors. They gave prophecies and just overall seem like all-powerful all-knowing cats. Now that he needed them the most he figured that if he could plead for Starclan help and show them how much he was truly scared they could come and save not only his clan, but all of the clans. Before he knew it just as fast as the plague came so was the downfall of all four clans.
Spikepaw didn’t know how to feel about this. An entire clan no an entire nation of cats had fallen including his former mentor, Ferretclaw and all of his love ones and friends. As he followed his surviving clanmates to figure out what they would do Spikepaw eventually came from a silent depression to being vocal. He voiced out his denial and concerns with such sadness and disbelief. He showed his anger by blaming himself and he would often lash out at things like trees, rocks, etc. but he never lashed out at his own clanmates. There was one thing he wasn’t vocal about and that was his eternal battle with his thoughts about Starclan. He was a strong believer in them even if he never talked about them a lot. He thought that Starclan had the power to save his clan because they have guided them away from doom before. They had the power to even give cats nine lives! So why? Why didn’t Starclan save them? Why were they content with wiping out the four clans? What did they do to them? Didn’t they know that they would be nothing, but myths if they didn’t have followers? At first Spikepaw continue to plead with them to bring back his clan, love ones, and Ferretclaw. He was even willing to go as far as offer them offerings and do anything he thought would convince such as doing a silly dance. When Starclan continue to ignore him his begging turn to anger. His faith in Starclan change when he officially announced to them in private that he would no longer follow them. That they deserve no one because they were nothing, but selfish greedy cats who only did things when it was convenient for them. That the ancestors he did have must not care about Shadowclan anymore and that they were no better than a bunch of lowly Dark Forest cats.
When the new clan, Badgerclan was established Spikepaw found this only tick him off farther. The formation of Badgerclan officially meant that the four clans were dead. He only joined because of his clanmates and clan life was the only thing he knew, but he refuses to let go of his Shadowclan heritage. He doesn’t trust the other clanners and believes that eventually they will backstab him and his clanmates in the back especially with the reputation they believe has define Shadowclan for all of these years. The cats he gives the hardest time to is Thunderclan as he sees them as a bunch of nosey cats that want to act like they are the heroes all of the time. This seems like the perfect chance for them to act like this farther. Spikepaw appears to be grumpy a lot. He is a right fighter. If something sets him off, he has no problems being blunt and arguing with you. It doesn’t matter how much you debunk his claims or how much sense his claims have for he will continue to fight back until something forces it to stop. He seems to get upset farther when you point out the cold hard truth as he typically engages in these arguments to avoid the truth. If it comes down to a physical fight he has no problem engaging in one. He is rather stubborn for a few reasons. The first is that Spikepaw is naturally impulsive. Once he has his mind fully set on something he wants to dive in. The second can deal with his own beliefs and he isn’t the type that will back down easily if it goes against them. The third is that the plague has cause him to push himself even harder than before to the point he will neglect his own needs. The plague has caused Spikepaw to become paranoid about becoming sick. If he thinks something is wrong, he will go to the medicine den in a fit of panic. It doesn’t matter how little it is for if he believes something is wrong he wants it out of his system now. Spikepaw is cynical in nature. He isn’t the type that likes to reveal his emotions and thoughts so easily and he is rather reserved. You need to prove he can trust you and it will take even more if you are not part of Shadowclan. Once you have gain his trust you have a friend for life, but the moment you do something to betray his trust is the moment he will shut you out his life. It is unclear whether or not you can ever gain it back.
Hey Lana that's okay! Here are my bios again. Sorry about the length, but feel free to shorten these as much as you want. Does everything look alright? I'll have to shorten them, but they look fine! You can start. |
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 11, 2016 15:29:07 GMT -5
Pinenose look surprised for a moment when Spiderleg approached her, since she had just returned with her patrol. She felt a bit irritated, what another patrol already? She shook it off though, knowing that with the possiblity of rouges lurking within their borders they had to be vigilant, but they were also no good dead tired. However, once Spiderleg used the word 'please' her thoughts changed direction immediately. Great Starclan it better not be more bad news, she groaned inwardly. She glanced at Owlclaw and Weaselfur,"Go back to the warriors den and get some rest you two." She dismissed them before returning her attention back to Spiderleg, and nodded her head for him to follow her so they could talk. She weaved her way through the bushes and trees before turning and sitting down, her tail curling over her paws. "What is it?" Unable to keep the curiosity out of her mew. Spiderleg hesitated for a while, his paws shifting around as he tried - and failed - numerous times to get comfortable. His mind was screaming at him to make something up, to not divulge in his plans, but he needed to talk to someone. Anyone. He needed advice. He needed someone to tell him that the choice he was making was the right one. He took a deep breath. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately," he began. "BadgerClan needs a new leader, as we all know. We can't continue on without one. We aren't a Clan without one. These cats need a leader to guide them and a deputy to support them. Willowshine needs someone she can go to if she gets a message from StarClan. If we meet these rogues in battle, this Clan needs someone to direct them. "Without trying to sound vain, I believe I can say that I fit that role. I've been falling into it naturally, although I only just realized it after I called a Clan meeting last night without being challenged. I've decided to talk to Willowshine and travel to the Moonpool to receive my nine lives. Surely if StarClan approves of me, then the Clan will too? "But I'm torn. While I think that I'm doing the right thing, a part of me is screaming that I'm jumping to conclusions. I don't want to create unrest and civil war by going to the Moonpool and declaring myself the leader of BadgerClan. So, I want your opinion. What do you honestly think of me becoming BadgerClan's first leader? I need an honest opinion." Pinenose listened quietly to Spiderleg as he explained to all this too her. She nodded her head along to show she was listening as he talked, keeping her face passive. She was incredibly flattered that he came to her for advice in the first place about something as serious as this, and it made her pelt feel a bit hot, but she shook it off to really think about what he was saying, now was not the time for fluffy feelings. So Spiderleg was going to be their new leader, huh? She mulled that thought over in her head for a bit, thinking. It made sense that he should step up, as he was one of the few cats that survived the plague that held on to leadership qualities, the others would be too unsure of themselves to be the leader they needed and they did need a leader without one, they were hardly better than the rouges that threatened them. Spiderleg was also pretty much the founder of the clan itself, and she knew a few cats that already thought of him as leader and all he needed was the okay from Starclan. She took a moment to think about to gather all her thoughts before meeting his gaze straight on and replying as best she could. "I think you should do it." She said after a moment, not bothering to meet his eyes anymore as she spoke, feeling a bit embarrassed,"We need a leader, now more than ever with these rouges lurking about." She said pausing to sneer at the word 'rouges' before she continued on. "You will face opposition, I'm sure. Something about bossy Thunderclan cats?" She said with a bit of smile and a sly glance at him before continuing,"But we don't have a choice, and a starving cat can't choice it's prey." A small pause as she finally met his gaze again,"And you're probably the best choice anyway, and a lot of cats already think you should take up the position, anyway." She said, including her, but she wasn't going to tell him that,"But you have my support, Spiderleg and I'm sure no will argue with a Starclan picked leader." She'd make sure of that one. |
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 11, 2016 15:44:16 GMT -5
This is really thriving! We've got pretty much everyone but Ratscar and Rushtail claimed!) Amberpaw had left Spiderleg alone to rest. Even something as simple as talking had worn her out - in both her vocal cords and mind. She had a lot of information to process, and it was probably best to sleep on it. Who knows, maybe her family would contact her in a dream - if the plague hadn't taken out StarClan itself. She really, really hoped not. She couldn't bear to know that her now deceased siblings and parents were wandering alone for eternity. She was about to push herself into the den, which was empty, thankfully, but was stopped by Weaselfur. Him, of all cats? she wondered, turning to face him. Weaselfur was an odd case. Once a WindClan cat, he ran to RiverClan after the plague struck his Clan. She didn't really agree with it, as she would never leave her family to die, but she supposed he felt guilty enough about it. What she was surprised about was that he had little to do with ThunderClan. Her Clan hardly ever interacted with RiverClan, as they were on opposite sides of the lake. She doubted that the tom knew who she was before BadgerClan was formed. "Yes?" Amberpaw asked warily, wondering what he had to say. Weaselfur shifted for a moment, wondering how to approach the topic of the attack, as he didn't know his new clanmate all that well. He'd met her at a Gathering, or at least saw her at the Gathering, but never got the chance to talk to her before since almost after he saw her for he first time the plague had happened and no one has the energy to go to something as simple as a Gathering. "I wanted to make sure you wear doing alright." He said after moments thought, eyeing the apprentice worriedly, it was probably her first ever fight and she seemed to be in rough shape,"It sounded like the rouge took the both of you by surprise. Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, lowering his voice a bit. He'd been that cat once, on top of the world only to have it become very real when you fight your first fight, but his fights were always against clans, not something as unpredictable as a rouge cat. Still, he wanted to make sure she was alright, since her mentor wasn't here right now. |
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 15:51:04 GMT -5
ThrushmoonSpiderleg felt the awkwardness growing as she stayed silent for longer and longer. He began to feel a bit nervous, wondering if he'd somehow offended her. Perhaps she thought he was being too bossy, or perhaps she herself had wanted the role? That thought had never really crossed his mind. Pinenose did have a few leadership qualities, but she'd never really spoken much about wanting to be leader. He prayed to StarClan that he was wrong about that, since if that were truly the case it would be incredibly embarrassing. He felt relief wash over him as he receive her approval. She was right that a starving cat couldn't pick their prey, yet he knew that wouldn't stop some cats from protesting. He kept a stoic face at her jab at ThunderClan, but chuckled a bit on the inside. She was right; some ThunderClan cats could get a bit bossy. But so could some ShadowClan cats, for that matter. He nodded slowly as she gave him words of support and encouragement. It made him feel just a bit better, knowing that a non-ThunderClan cat approved of him becoming leader. Now all that was left was to go and talk to Willowshine. The tom rested his tail on Pinenose's shoulder. "Thank you," he purred. "That means a lot. I'm glad to know that at least one cat backs me. It makes the decision easier, you know?" He paused. "I know that if I try to bring it up in discussion, there will just be a huge fight about who deserves to be leader. Me just going and getting it done is the quickest, best solution."
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 15:51:52 GMT -5
(I love how big this has grown! Every cat but two elders and then Cherryfall have bee claimed!)
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Post by xfogpathx on Sept 11, 2016 15:57:19 GMT -5
((What are we looking at territory/camp-wise? I know we are sill at the lake but thats a lot of territory. XD It isnt mentioned anywhere on the front page.))
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 16:08:42 GMT -5
(It's outside of the original territories, in the woods north of ThunderClan territory. The camp is an open clearing, whereas the forest around it is thick and rather overgrown)
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 11, 2016 16:11:34 GMT -5
(Hey Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ, did you see my post for Petalfur's kits?) |
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 16:18:45 GMT -5
( Alright, here are Petalfur's kits) Brackenkit - a small fluffy tortoiseshell she-kit with wide amber eyes and a fluffy tail. The only daughter of Petalfur is a bit of a nervous cat, and as such was usually hiding in someones shadow, usually her brothers. The thought of being a warrior, fighting rouges and bleeding, and dying, terrifies her. So she has decided, much to the relief of the clan, to ask Willowshine if she will apprentice her. She feels much safer inside the medicine cat den, and dare she say confident. Something that while being among her clanmates in any other setting eludes her. She prefers the solitude of the medicine cat den and enjoys her peace, leaving the rough housing and harsh words to her brothers and clanmates, and will often not intervene in a arugment, waiting for them to sort it out themselves. Her brothers are Jaykit and Mallowkit. (Mentor Willowshine) Jaykit - a sleek furred gray tabby tom with ice blue eyes. Unlike his sister, Jaykit is full of energy and adventure, and is eager to learn more about his clan. He usually ends up begging someone for stories or to show him some fighting moves and often rough houses with his brother, Mallowkit. He wants to big and strong like their leader, Spiderstar, and dreams of one day becoming such a cat, maybe even Badgerclan leader himself. He likes to think of himself as brave and strong, but he is actually kind of nervous like Brackenkit, but likes to put up a brave front for his clanmates. He is also a bit headstrong and demanding, at times. Because he wants to be the best he can be, and sometimes demanding that someone teach you isn't acutally a good way to learn, save for the fact that you might get swatted. His sister is Brackenkit and his brother is Mallowkit. (Mentor...maybe Amberpaw when she becomes a warrior?) Mallowkit - a dark brown tabby tom with lighter hind legs and muzzle with sharp amber eyes. Mallowkit is probably the calmest of his three littermates, not as shy as Brackenkit or as bold as Jaykit. He actually very devious with a taste of adventure, which has led him to try to sneak out of camp to explore. Petalfur usually catches him before this, but he has been 'dragged' back by Pinenose. Mallowkit seems to have made it his mission to try to evade the she-cats watchful gaze and is pretty grumpy whenever one of them finds him during his exploits. He also loves to listen to stories about the previous clans, and the things they did or accomplished, especially those of Shadowclan. His sister is Brackenkit and his brother is Jaykit. (Mentor probably Pinenose XD) They look good! For roleplayers, is it alright with you if I leave them for you to roleplay until they become apprentices, and then give them away? I'd like to let two current members claim two of the kits, and then leave the last for a new member to claim. I can probably give Mallowkit to Pinenose, but I might give Jaykit to someone else, possibly Weaselfur to try and prove his loyalty to his new Clanmates. If you end up really wanting to keep Jaykit, I'll think of someone else. |
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Post by xfogpathx on Sept 11, 2016 17:23:46 GMT -5
(It's outside of the original territories, in the woods north of ThunderClan territory. The camp is an open clearing, whereas the forest around it is thick and rather overgrown) ((Oooooh okay, I can work with that.)) |
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Post by Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ on Sept 11, 2016 17:31:14 GMT -5
(I added a spot for our current plotlines on the front page, if everyone can take a look at it and affirm that it's okay)
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 11, 2016 17:48:32 GMT -5
( Alright, here are Petalfur's kits) Brackenkit - a small fluffy tortoiseshell she-kit with wide amber eyes and a fluffy tail. The only daughter of Petalfur is a bit of a nervous cat, and as such was usually hiding in someones shadow, usually her brothers. The thought of being a warrior, fighting rouges and bleeding, and dying, terrifies her. So she has decided, much to the relief of the clan, to ask Willowshine if she will apprentice her. She feels much safer inside the medicine cat den, and dare she say confident. Something that while being among her clanmates in any other setting eludes her. She prefers the solitude of the medicine cat den and enjoys her peace, leaving the rough housing and harsh words to her brothers and clanmates, and will often not intervene in a arugment, waiting for them to sort it out themselves. Her brothers are Jaykit and Mallowkit. (Mentor Willowshine) Jaykit - a sleek furred gray tabby tom with ice blue eyes. Unlike his sister, Jaykit is full of energy and adventure, and is eager to learn more about his clan. He usually ends up begging someone for stories or to show him some fighting moves and often rough houses with his brother, Mallowkit. He wants to big and strong like their leader, Spiderstar, and dreams of one day becoming such a cat, maybe even Badgerclan leader himself. He likes to think of himself as brave and strong, but he is actually kind of nervous like Brackenkit, but likes to put up a brave front for his clanmates. He is also a bit headstrong and demanding, at times. Because he wants to be the best he can be, and sometimes demanding that someone teach you isn't acutally a good way to learn, save for the fact that you might get swatted. His sister is Brackenkit and his brother is Mallowkit. (Mentor...maybe Amberpaw when she becomes a warrior?) Mallowkit - a dark brown tabby tom with lighter hind legs and muzzle with sharp amber eyes. Mallowkit is probably the calmest of his three littermates, not as shy as Brackenkit or as bold as Jaykit. He actually very devious with a taste of adventure, which has led him to try to sneak out of camp to explore. Petalfur usually catches him before this, but he has been 'dragged' back by Pinenose. Mallowkit seems to have made it his mission to try to evade the she-cats watchful gaze and is pretty grumpy whenever one of them finds him during his exploits. He also loves to listen to stories about the previous clans, and the things they did or accomplished, especially those of Shadowclan. His sister is Brackenkit and his brother is Jaykit. (Mentor probably Pinenose XD) They look good! For roleplayers, is it alright with you if I leave them for you to roleplay until they become apprentices, and then give them away? I'd like to let two current members claim two of the kits, and then leave the last for a new member to claim. I can probably give Mallowkit to Pinenose, but I might give Jaykit to someone else, possibly Weaselfur to try and prove his loyalty to his new Clanmates. If you end up really wanting to keep Jaykit, I'll think of someone else. (Okay, sounds good to me.) |
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 11, 2016 18:07:29 GMT -5
Thrushmoon Spiderleg felt the awkwardness growing as she stayed silent for longer and longer. He began to feel a bit nervous, wondering if he'd somehow offended her. Perhaps she thought he was being too bossy, or perhaps she herself had wanted the role? That thought had never really crossed his mind. Pinenose did have a few leadership qualities, but she'd never really spoken much about wanting to be leader. He prayed to StarClan that he was wrong about that, since if that were truly the case it would be incredibly embarrassing. He felt relief wash over him as he receive her approval. She was right that a starving cat couldn't pick their prey, yet he knew that wouldn't stop some cats from protesting. He kept a stoic face at her jab at ThunderClan, but chuckled a bit on the inside. She was right; some ThunderClan cats could get a bit bossy. But so could some ShadowClan cats, for that matter. He nodded slowly as she gave him words of support and encouragement. It made him feel just a bit better, knowing that a non-ThunderClan cat approved of him becoming leader. Now all that was left was to go and talk to Willowshine. The tom rested his tail on Pinenose's shoulder. "Thank you," he purred. "That means a lot. I'm glad to know that at least one cat backs me. It makes the decision easier, you know?" He paused. "I know that if I try to bring it up in discussion, there will just be a huge fight about who deserves to be leader. Me just going and getting it done is the quickest, best solution." Pinenose snorted a bit at image of their ragtag clan arguing on who should led them, but rather then irritate her, it made her feel surprisingly at home within Badgerclan for the first time since joining. Hopefully the feeling would settle with her clanmates soon too, because kit-like squabbling wouldn't pick a cat to led them, it wouldn't fill the fresh-kill pile or finish the barrier that needed to be built around the camp, they needed a cat to lead them and unit them or they'd never get this clan's paws under it. She was putting a lot of faith into this ex-Thunderclan tom, but she believed he could do it. She nodded, coming out of her thoughts to respond to him,"We don't have anytime to waste on arguing." She agreed with a flick of her tail,"Well, that barrier isn't going to build itself." She said, ending the conversation, but paused a moment before adding,"Travel safely to the Moonpool, and I'll see you when you get back, Spiderstar."She said softly, before disappearing in the direction of camp with a chuckle. |
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Post by xfogpathx on Sept 12, 2016 0:18:32 GMT -5
Mousewhisker cursed under his breath when a bramble pricked his paw, drawing his hurt paw pad to his mouth to lick at the pin prick of blood. He was suck on camp enforcement duty again and it was beginning to grate on the gray and white toms nerves. His green gaze glared at the half-built camp walls as if he could light it on fire with a glance. He kicked away the offending brambles and grass he had been trying to weave together and sat down in a huff. He continued to lick the paw with a grimace as he looked out at the camp. He still found it odd, having all these cats around who didn't belong together. Honestly, it set him on edge. It wasn't natural for the clans to mix like these....but....there weren't clans anymore. There was one. Just one.
"This is stupid." Mousewhisker muttered under his breath mutinously between licks to his injured paw. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!"
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Duskfur approached the camp entrance but paused before reaching it, uncertain. The dark-furred she-cat couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable surrounded by trees and foliage. She had been a RivenClan native. The sounds of rushing water and fish splashing were what set her at ease yet here she was listening to birds and rustling leaves caressed by the breeze as it passed. The scents of decaying leaves and thick forests was foreign to her. Her paws felt uncertain here and it made her less confident....and she was beginning to think it was hindering her ability to do her duties to BadgerClan. She had to force herself to acclimate. She let out a frustrated huff but didn't move from where she was standing, trying to amp herself up to go hunting.
((How long have the cats been here, btw?))
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 12, 2016 8:18:06 GMT -5
(About six days, I think.)
Harespring glanced up from his own work on the barrier when Mousewhisker started yelling, mildy irritated at the loud noise. Harespring had spent a good chunk of his time today working on the barrier, like Leaftail, since it was suggested last night. He flexed his claws and signed, they were all one clan now and he had to help his new clanmates, even if normally he wouldn't. He turned his gaze to the tom, eyeing his part of the barrier and then the frustrated cat beside it,"What's wrong?" He asked, moving over to him.
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Post by Frozen on Sept 14, 2016 18:44:59 GMT -5
Hello?)
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Post by xfogpathx on Sept 14, 2016 23:37:21 GMT -5
((Hello))
((Weirdly enough, Mousewhisker and Harespring seem like they would get along...eventually XD))
Mousewhisker turned his sneer to the former WindClan deputy, feeling his irritation simmering under his pelt like the green-leaf sun. "All I have been doing since I got here is this stupid grunt work! With these stupid brambles that prick my stupid paw!" the tom growled, gesturing with his now clean paw pad. He glared over his shoulder at the unfinished wall with malice in his green eyes. At this point, he felt almost irrational but all the stress and confusion of the last few days had just been piling up and he new he was going to explode if he didn't do something more engaging than weaving brambles. "I would rather hunt or practice sparring. For StarClan's sake, Id rather deal with the apprentices than be doing this right now!" Mousewhisker nearly shouted, his tail flicking angrily behind him.
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 15, 2016 3:46:00 GMT -5
((Hello)) ((Weirdly enough, Mousewhisker and Harespring seem like they would get along...eventually XD)) Mousewhisker turned his sneer to the former WindClan deputy, feeling his irritation simmering under his pelt like the green-leaf sun. "All I have been doing since I got here is this stupid grunt work! With these stupid brambles that prick my stupid paw!" the tom growled, gesturing with his now clean paw pad. He glared over his shoulder at the unfinished wall with malice in his green eyes. At this point, he felt almost irrational but all the stress and confusion of the last few days had just been piling up and he new he was going to explode if he didn't do something more engaging than weaving brambles. "I would rather hunt or practice sparring. For StarClan's sake, Id rather deal with the apprentices than be doing this right now!" Mousewhisker nearly shouted, his tail flicking angrily behind him. (I'm cool with that XD) (Also, sorry, my allergies are kickin' my tail ;-; so I'll be kind of poofy) Harespring bristled at Mousewhisker's sharp tone, and barely resisted the urge to swat him for it. "I'm sorry, would you like the rouges to pad right in to camp like they own it?" He hissed, narrowing his eyes. The 'grunt work', as Mousewhisker called it, was extremely important and it's all the most of them had been doing in the few days since Badgerclan's founding. They had so much to do in so little time since Leaf-Bare, but now since Spiderleg and Amberpaw had been attacked, that time crunched even further. It made him want to personally rake the pelt of the rouge that started it himself, and his friends, if he had any. (I know Harespring might seem a little Pinenose-y, but I think that's because he, like the way I write Pinenose, has lost so much when his clan died, especially since he was practically the Windclan leader when the plague was finally done. So he'll be a lot of prickly, but I don't think he'll mellow out anytime soon like Pinenose will when she starts her family with Spiderleg.) |
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 15, 2016 14:52:03 GMT -5
(Here are Pinenose's kits, even if we don't need them for a while yet, I thought I'd get their characterization off and running, so its a bit of a rough draft. Feel free to add Dᴀɴɴʏ Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ) Crowkit - a black short furred she-cat with wide green eyes. Crowkit is the only daughter of Pinenose and Spiderstar's first litter, and the oldest. She looks a lot like her mother, but her personality doesn't match either of her parents. She is excitable and likes to jump head-first into new situations and is pretty eager to learn new information. She holds her father on a high pedestal, and in her eyes he can do no wrong, and she wants to be just like her father. This idolization of her father, however, casts a big shadow on her world view and strains her relationship with her younger brother, Ravenkit. Her brothers are, Ravenkit, Flamekit and Tigerkit. (Mentor could be Owlclaw) Ravenkit - a black tom kit with slightly thick fur and yellow-green eyes. The second born of Pinenose and Spiderstar's first litter, Ravenkit is pretty much a fluffy version of his parents, with a grumpy attitude and a sharp tongue. He feels pressured to be great because of his fathers position as leader and his mothers as deputy, and thus has a strained relationship with both of them. He has a problem with authority, and would rather hunt by himself than do patrols. He doesn't get along at all with Crowkit, and has a distant relationship with his other siblings. His sister is Crowkit, and his brothers are Flamekit and Tigerkit. (Mentor could be Lakeheart) Flamekit - a small fluffy ginger tom kit with thick tabby stripping and green eyes. The third born of Pinenose and Spiderstar's first litter, and probably the smallest. Flamekit gets a lot of big brother teasing from Tigerkit, even though he's older than him. He is usually the buffer between Crowkit and Ravenkit, to make sure they don't try and rake each other's pelts off, and trying to keep their little family together. He just wants them to be happy in the clan together, and will go to great lengths to achieve this. His brothers are Ravenkit and Tigerkit, and his sister is Crowkit. (Mentor could be Poppyfrost) Tigerkit - a large dark brown tabby tom kit, with long hind legs and a lighter underbelly, he has green eyes. The fifth son in Pinenose and Spiderstar's first litter, and the biggest. He is a bit clumsy when he's a kit, do to the fact that he hasn't grown into his long legs yet, and he looks the most like his father. He's a playful sort, and likes to roughhouse with Flamekit. However he is incredibly shy sometimes, and gets choked up and nervous easily or in front of the clan. He also doesn't do well to preform in front of others. Unlike his brother, Flamekit, he doesn't try to stop Ravenkit's and Crowkits fighting, because he likes his fur on his pelt and usually doesn't say anything when they fight. His sister is Crowkit, and his brothers are Ravenkit and Flamekit. (Mentor could be Scorchfur) |
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Post by Frozen on Sept 17, 2016 13:39:38 GMT -5
I just realized. Who's gonna give Spiderleg his nine lives? Can we temporarily claim one of the cats?)
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Post by Thrushmoon on Sept 17, 2016 14:22:05 GMT -5
(Well, Starclan has no shortage of cats...here's a list of the top of my head: Dustpelt, Ferncloud, Daisy, Toadstep, Rosepetal, Leafpool, Birchfall, Foxleap and Icecloud. With the exception of Dasiy and Leafpool, all the cats listed are related to Spiderleg in some way. I listed Daisy because they used to be mates, and Leafpool because she helped him get over his distance to his kits, if even a little bit. You can add your thoughts too, but I think it would be best for cats close to him like this to give him his lives.)
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