Post by Lightningbreeze on Aug 10, 2016 17:53:43 GMT -5
Life in a seaside city running rampant with Twolegs was never dull. Instead of doing what other non-kittypets did for food, like fishing at the docks. You met other cats down there, aged ones, who murmured under their breath, rumoring of "a land beyond the water, just past the visible horizon."
One day, you saw a small ship with only a small number of Twolegs boarding it, loading what you could identify as food, some form of bedding foreign to your knowledge, and the weird fabrics Twolegs put on instead of having fur, among other things. So, because you knew once you were out on open water the Twolegs couldn't remove you (you've learned the ones around here have quite the soft spot for stray cats), you boarded while they were retrieving more supplies from their vehicle. First you conquered the leap from dock to boat, then snuck below deck and into the bunks where the Twolegs had their bedding set up. One had lots of the bedding piled up, and so you decided that would be a good place to hide. You eased your way under the blankets, and settled down for this adventure. Soon, you felt the rocking of the boat and knew you were off. Now you could sleep until the Twolegs reached their destination and maybe you could discover this land.
You awoke to sounds of panic. The Twolegs were yelling at each other, as if there was something wrong. With a forceful wave, you were thrown from your luxurious nap and sent into the chaos. You stumbled up from the blankets and tried to compose your sleepy self, adrenaline awakening you and setting your energy and senses on high. The ship continued to rock back and forth, violently shifting course, throwing you into a nearby wall. You manage to get back up, battered but nothing broken, and tear back up the stairs, your claws slipping aimlessly on the wet wooden stairs but your pads providing traction. The Twolegs are scrambling to fix something, and that's when you hear the storm overhead. There's lightning every couple of seconds, so much thunder you can't hear yourself think, and rain like you've never seen. The winds are strong, the rain comes at you sideways, the Twolegs are running from end to end on the boat, screaming at each other, probably trying to give each other instruction on how to save themselves. Suddenly, one slipped and hit his head while tying something down. He didn't get back up and the other two tried to run to him to help him and the knife he partially tied came free. Suddenly, with a large gust of wind, the portion of the mast under the said swung around and knocked the others out while they tried to revive their friend. They were the only things that could save this ship.
Suddenly, a huge wave overtakes the ship. It's suddenly on its side, the Twolegs fall helplessly into the water, and you manage to stay on while it flips, digging your claws into every nook and cranny you can to keep your balance and go in the opposite direction of the boat as it flips. You can feel your heartbeat hammering in your ears and chest, and you cling helplessly to the side of the boat. Off in the distance, not to far, you see what looks like land. While you're trying to form a game plan for getting there, a huge wave washes you off the boat and you're pushed far down by the waves. You struggle to the surface, coughing and sputtering, and soon all your senses are awash in the salt water. You start swimming in circles, trying to find the island again while trying to clear your eyes of the salt water. You finally see it, and a wave comes behind you to whisk you off to that magical land! Instead of being carried, though, you're taken to the crest and then dropped as the wave crashes. You're so much closer now, nearly there, and a final wave crashes early and you're forced far under the surface. You hit your head on some rocks at the bottom, a good twenty feet from air, and you suddenly fade in and out of consciousness as you begin to run out of air. You kick and paw your way as far as you can, but your vision begins to fade and you black out.
You wake up in a dark cave. It's not damp like you've heard about - like the seacaves those big water-dwelling things lived in back home - it's actually quite warm. There was an ashy taste in your mouth, and there was some sort of mixture plastered on your back leg, which hurt a significant amount. An unfamiliar cat had their neck craned over, examining you as you came to.
"Well, outsider, it seems you've found our island. Welcome to the heart of Emberclan. This is our camp. A patrol of my warriors brought you back to this place; they had found your body washed up on the shore. You took quite a beating, but that's to be expected. Rough tides are unforgiving here. Now, tell me, where are you from?"
You look up at her as you shake the soreness out of your neck and lay on your belly. "I, uh... Boat accident. Was with some Twolegs. Boat flipped during storm," you manage between nervous licking of your lips, "Sorry. Still shaken. Didn't think I'd wake up to find a cat leaning over me like a hawk over its next meal. And, erm, what's a clan?"
"You're not from the island at all. That's not good. You don't have a way back of the boat was destroyed, I suppose, and with no knowledge of this place, we'll find you dead within a moon. I guess that leaves me with one humane option: to make you part of the clan!"
"That doesn't-"
The cat cuts you off, "Welcome to EmberClan, stranger. I'm Briarstar, the leader. Tell me your name and we can get you started on your introduction to clan life."
EmberClan lives on an island, deserted by twolegs, but that doesn't mean there aren't badgers, foxes, and hawks.
In the middle of the island lays a dormant volcano, where the cats live. There is a medicine cat den, apprentice den, warrior den, nursery, elders den, and the magma chamber used for clan gatherings under the oddly formed ledge, dubbed the Nightcliff, for the shining bits of midnight black obsidian. The leaders den is a little cave Above the Nightcliff, for easy access, they jump down to announce and jump back up to go into their den. The magma chamber, otherwise known as the Central, is also home to the fresh kill pile and places to share tongues and just relax
There is also the Moon Meadow, where the cats communicate with StarClan by a beautiful flower that blooms during the night. You lick a bit of the sweet residue inside, then get transported into a dream.
Apprentices are a very important part of clan life, so you need a training area for them. That's exactly the Sandy Clearing's purpose. It's a sandy clearing with trees around it where the apprentices can sharpen their battle skills. An added bonus is that the trees growing along the edges are abundant with moss.
The Cloud Birch is home to many different kinds of prey, the common mice, shrews, and voles at the bottom, and the starlings, finches, uncommon jays and robins, and a rare seagull or pelican. The Cloud Birch is the tallest tree on the island, and is a popular hangout for the agile selection of cats, for the branches are quite thick and easy to lay on.
The last of the big landmarks is the Lily Pond. It is hard to see to the bottom of the pool because it is teeming with lily pads. They are very exquisite and lovely to look at, but the pond is commonly used to catch fish, which are coaxed out with bits of prey resting on the lily pads. hen the fishes head pokes out of the water, the hunter strikes
One last thing….There is a special ritual to ask someone to be your mate. You need to acquire a flower you think is as gorgeous as your mate. You can acquire these at the Moon Meadow, but not the sacred Moon Flower. There is a whole array of colorful flowers, like Morning Glories, Lavender, Hibiscus, Bluebells, Snowdrops, all kinds. I suggest you set it somewhere pretty, like on the beach at sunset, all neat like, take your mate to-be there, and pop the question.
Rules are boring, but they are important.
1. Follow all forum and ghost rules
2.Keep it PG! No intense mating or kitting, you can start the kitting, like say the queen's belly started to hurt, but the do a teeny time skip to when the kits are born
3. Human curse words are not aloud, cat curse words are, like 'Mouse Dung.'
4. Don't be disrespectful to others
olor5. No mary/gary sues or godmodding, so no special powers, and a cat has to have at least a couple flaws, no oddly colored fur, although you can have interesting eye color (one solid c, no rainbow) like purple or red
6. Check with me for time jumps and big events like a badger attack on camp
7.No apprentice queens, and no forcemating
8.You will be deleted after two weeks of inactivity, unless I am notified
9. If you want a certain suffix for your apprentice, please ask me and I will think about it, but there is no guarantee that I will use it.
10.Ask permission of a role-player if you would like their character to be your character's mentor. If they say yes, tell me which cat goes to who and I'll make it happen
11. If you are an important role (deputy, leader, or medicine cat), you cannot have another character of yours be an important role.
12. Deputy will be chosen by me once we have enough members
13. Have fun! Be aware I will add more rules because I am forgetful!
Tell me if you'd like to be deputy, medicine cat, or med. cat apprentice. First come first serve.
Screen name|Character's name| Gender, age in moons|Rank| Description| Personality|History (Optional)|Other (optional)
Lightningwhisper|Briarstar|Female, 38|Leader| A light brown she cat with white splotches, amber eyes.|A sassy, independent she cat, but can sometimes be kind and gentle.| Briarstar was being transported to a shelter on a plane with her brother but it crashed on the island and no one survived except them. Briarstar started EmberClan to house cats in a situation like them| Favorite prey is rabbit|
Lightningwhisper|Stormtalon|Male, 38|Warrior| A gray tom with white splotches and yellow eyes| A quiet and calm cat, but can speak out his opinion|See above| Wants a mate and kits
Hawkeyes258|Sunstripes | 30 moons tom |Warrior | Sunstripe has medium length golden brown fur with dark tabby stripes. He has dark green eyes that seem to have a slight glint in them. Sunstripe has a muscular build and has a few scars on her body.| Sunstripe is cunning and slightly manipulative. He is quite the smooth talker and likes to talk his why out of situation. Sunstripe is also quite flirty and a braggart. He can be nice once you get to know him. He likes to act like a tough guy and show off to others mostly to she-cats. |Before he was shippedwrecked Sunstripes was a well pampered kitypet. His owners were well off and woud spoil him just about every day. Sunstripes for the longest time had trouble adjusting to the clan but he soon got the hang of it. | His biggest fear is that he will end up alone
Hawkeyes258 |Fawnwhisker | 26 moons she-cat |Warrior | Pretty brown tabby she-cat with a white underbelly, chest and muzzle. She has light green eyes and has a somewhat small build. | Fawnwhisker is shy, caring and mostly reserved. She can be jumpy and nervous at times. She is also rather sensative and often times bursts into tears. She does her best to appear brave. Fawnwhisker wants to change but doesn't really know how too. She doesn't mind helping others and likes to be around kits. |Fawnwhisker found herself on the island when she was around 9 moons old and has no memories of her life outside of the island. | She would love to have kits one day.
Lightningwhisper|Blazefrost|Male, 22| Warrior| Blazefrost is a large ginger tabby with white paws and chest. His eyes are a piercing ice blue| Blazefrost is a determined yet optimistic cat. He always sees the good in everyone and tries his hardest to make everyone happy. He loves to help people with their problems because he is so determined and optimistic, he nearly always finds a solution| He was a kittypet who snuck onto a boat that crashed, a twoleg survived, but he quickly died for he was a city twoleg and didnt know how to survive. He then joined EmberClan.| Has a big crush on Fawnwhisker
( tigercry|Scar| tom, 38|Rogue Group leader| Scar is a very large black furred tom with a scar across his his left ear. Scar is strong and he doesn't look like a normal scruffy rogue, he looks well groomed like a clan cat. Scar was long curved claws that he is not afraid to use. Scar has dark brown eyes that are so dark they're nearly black, but icy blue flecks are visable against the dark color.| Scar is kind hearted but very very protective of those he loves. But he is very very fierce in battle and secretly loves hunting and playing with kits. |Scar was born as a kitty pet who hated being contained, attacking twolegs till they abandoned them. Scar has met Emberclan because a fellow member convinced him to bring his adopted kit when he had brought her into the group and she had green cough.|Other
Leafykit| Flower|She-cat,19|rogue|Orange fur with darker orange stripes, bright blue eyes, 3 White paws, 1 black paw, tail tip is black, tail has dark orange stripes going around| Eye Flower is sneaky, and loyal. She is a good swimmer, and is scared of heights|Parents dead, a dark and mysterious past|Likes to stalk
leafykit|Honey|She-cat, 20|Queen|Tortoiseshell, black tail-tip, cream paws, barely visible cream stripes, bright blue eyes|Kind, not a good fighter at all, determined, over-cautious with her kits|Former-rogue, secret sister of Flower, her stomach was aching one day while wandering around, and without realizing, she stumbled into the camp just when her kits where almost born|Three kits, no mate
leafykit|Whitekit|She-cat, 3|Kit|Hazel eyes, everything else is white except for a gray spot on forehead|playful, enjoys messing stuff up, pounces onto others playfully, needs to learn manners|History (optional)|One brother, one sister, mom is Honey
leafykit|Nightkit|Tom, 3|Green eyes that seem to glow next to his black fur, big paws cause him to fall often|likes to be alone, often plays by self, can be playful at times|History (optional)|One brother, one sister, mom is Honey, strange desire for power
leafykit|Tinykit|Tom, 3|Sky blue eyes, cream fur with white stripes, black tail-tip, three white paws, one black paw, as name suggests, tiny for age|Kind, likes to have fun, gets up late in the morning, likes to fake wrestle with other kits|History (optional)| one brother, one sister, mom is Honey, best friend is Leafkit
Stormlynx | Flamepaw | Female, 10 Moons | Apprentice | It would be a lie to say that this feisty she-cat wasn't very attractive. With dark ginger tabby fur and fiery sapphire eyes, she definitely isn't ugly. She knows this, but doesn't exploit it and hates it when anyone flirts with her because of it. Her build is lean, with some muscle. | Flamepaw is a blunt, sarcastic and feisty she-cat. She absolutely loathes flirting, and flirting with her is a plea for certain death. She doesn't seem to care about feelings of some cats. She always has an aura of icy coolness around her, unlike her name. She can be very snarky and harsh, though. She often hangs around toms, at least the ones who aren't flirty. | She thinks she is ace - aro
Tamtamshazzam |Hawkstripe| Tom, 30|Warrior|He has a white chest, belly, underside of tail, front part of legs, paws, and face below his his eyes. Everything else is light brown with thin light black stripes that go from side to side. His eyes are brilliant light blue|
Hawkstripe is clever and intelligent and loves to climb tree. He also is a bit of a scaredy-cat.|He was a loner. He doesn't like to talk about his past |
karma|Rosefoot| she-cat, 25 moons|warrior| a slim and muscular pure white she-cat with dark red paws and tail tip. She has large doe-like dark green eyes along with long sharp claws and teeth. Her fur is short and soft. She isn't the largest she-cat around but defiantly not the small she-cat around. She has broad shoulders and her eyes are always narrowed.| Rosefoot is a sharp-tongue, short-temepered, opinionated, and stubborn she-cat. She has an attitude and isn't afraid of speaking her mind. She isn't the most approachable she-cat in the world because of the glare she gives everyone. She is also loyal and protective over the ones she cares about. Deep down in her raging soul she is friendly and caring. She seems to be gentle and sweet towards kits. She is cold and calculated and hides a lot of her feelings. About 80% of the time Rosefoot doesn't speak just stays watchful and cautious.
|History (Optional)|Other
Sakubi|Breezefeather| She-cat, 25 moons|Medicine Cat| A slender, dark gray she-cat with bright blue eyes and a long, feathery tail. She has dappled white paw tips and underbelly. Her pelt is always immaculately groomed to perfection, and she wouldn't let any other cat see her in an un-groomed state. The only exception is when she's worked to the bone and has no time to rest. | A gentle she-cat that would much rather listen that talk, Breezefeather enjoys collecting herbs and plants, and learning about the environment around her. She's very in-tune with her surroundings, as a result of her constant observing. Although she does long for a bigger circle of friends, she's content with her life as it is now. |History (Optional)|Other
snowcloud | Cloudflower | Female, 32 | Warrior | Stout, long-furred she-cat. Her pelt is white, with the occasional gray spots coating various places of her sides. | Cloudflower is a jumpy, faint-hearted she-cat, who always seems to be worried over the smallest things, and is frightened easily. Motherly towards younger ones, and dotes on older cats. Doesn't handle being the center of attention very well, since she can get extremely mousy at times. Despite her meekness, she does enjoy being around her Clan, but becomes nervous when surrounded by a crowd. | History: At a young age, she found herself on the island, and has been there ever since. Doesn't remember much of the incident itself, but it could have lead to her delicate personality. | Has several nervous habits, her most being to knead her paws into the ground, or into her tail for comfort. Would appreciate soothing companions.
I had a couple wonderful people helping me, and I'd like them to be known...
Cas - created the banner and layout in Freedom Wings graphic shop! I recommend it! (On the old forums…)
Roseclaw~ - Ordered the banner! A little goes a long way!
Οberon- Wrote the Intro and rules! Amazingly creative!
Two people are to be honored for offering to help but all the jobs were filled...
~-Hazelfur-~
Quickclaw
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You can jump in whenever. Just so you know, they don't live on the beach, my character is just there at the moment.))