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Post by แดแดกส on Aug 21, 2016 18:53:47 GMT -5
1. Role-play - While this is a simple clan, that doesnโt mean that your RP posts can be too! This is a semi-advanced role-play, meaning if you are not capable of posting two or more paragraphs, this isnโt the role-play for you. Also, do not powerplay, godmod, or spotlight, and speak in the third person!
2. Plots - While there is no major party going on here, please do not go about anything serious without my permission! This means do not change the weather drastically, or have badgers attack camp without warning! This also goes for ships! Do not go about a ship without your partnerโs explicit consent, and do not push them if they say no! If they arenโt comfortable with it, than they arenโt comfortable with it!
3. Realism - Keep your characters in line with feline genetics! If you canโt recall ever seeing a cat with purple or red eyes, or pinkish-white fur, or black stripes on a white pelt, or a black patch in the shape of a star on their forehead, than that probably means that it isnโt realistic or possible. Letโs keep this classy, people!
4. Activity - Now since Iโm not the most serious with this role-play, I am not the biggest stickler for this one. This role-play is supposed to be relaxed and simple. So just try your best, and if you lose interest in the clan, please do the courteous thing and tell me so that I can remove you.
5. Joining - Please do not join as a queen, kit, deputy, or medicine cat! I will give these positions to people whom I trust, or who have gotten there through role-play. You may join with up to eight cats, and this includes current and future characters. Please join with even genders, and do not join with the mate to your character! There is no specific length for forms; if you want to make them short and sweet, than go for it! Long and detailed, than go for that too! It's all up to you, but I simply ask that you have correct grammar, and complete sentences. Remember: your forms reflect how we here will see your ability to role-play, so proceed carefully.
6. Respect, Fun & Health - Treat everyone here as if they are the queen of England, okay? Have fun with the queen of England. If the queen of England is ever in trouble, feel free to PM me, a mod, or seek out the crisis hotline!
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Post by แดแดกส on Aug 21, 2016 18:58:36 GMT -5
L E A D E R
[ Heavystar ] - [ Tom ] - [ 40 Moons ] - [ แดแดกส - - โฝ ] A large, muscular tortoiseshell tom with long, draping fur, yellow eyes, and huge white paws. Despite his intimidating stature, Heavystar is actually quite pleasant to be around. He has a gentle, teasing disposition, and delights in fooling around with his clan-mates, however he sometimes gets too caught up in his leisure and forgets when to be a leader. D E P U T Y
[ Tawnybee ] - [ female ] - [ 35 moons ] - [ โฝฦฯฦfโฦฮนััโพ ] Sleek, short-furred pale ginger and brown patched torbie she-cat with a white chest, belly, and fore-paws. She has eyes the color of golden honey, with speckles the color of molten chocolate, along with a ring of the same color around her pupils. Tawnybee is quite the serious and mature she-cat, taking her duties very seriously, she is all business almost all the time! She's a bit distant and standoffish, even with her own Clanmates, but doesn't hesitate to talk to others about patrols or orders with other cats. She isn't one for idle chatter, and isn't talkative about much of anything except Clan politics or anything involving Clan business in some way. She does have a softer, motherly side that's protective of her loved ones, and is kind to those she's close to. In a nut-shell, Tawnybee is a die-hard, hard-working deputy who takes her position of the utmost importance and can sting if she needs to.
M E D I C I N E C A T S
[ name ] - [ gender ] - [ age ] - [ screen name ] description
[ name ] - [ gender ] - [ age ] - [ screen name ] description
W A R R I O R S
[ Frostcrag ] - [ She-cat ] - [ 35 Moons ] - [ แดแดกส - - โฝ ] A large, muscular white she-cat with bright white fur, dark blue eyes, and a bright pink nose. The heroic type, Frostcrag believes strongly in her moral code of decency and forgiveness, and tries to follow this as best she can. However, she often doubts herself and hesitates, and is easily taken advantage of because of this. She used to be the definition of impulsive when she was an apprentice, too. [ Apprentice - Ticklepaw ]
[ Brackenhop ] - [ She-cat ] - [ 25 Moons ] - [ แดแดกส - - โฝ ] A long-haired classic brown tabby she-cat with bright green eyes. A goof, all in all, Brackenhop will never hesitate to poke fun wherever she can find it. She enjoys making her clan-mates laugh, and the more fun you have with her, the better she feels. Though she does sometimes forget to take care of herself, and often blows off her concerns with a laugh or two. [ Apprentice - Snakepaw ]
[ Crowshiver ] - [ Tom ] - [ 21 Moons ] - [ แดแดกส - - โฝ ] A black tom with yellow eyes and a white dash running just beneath his jaw. A trembling mess of nerves that tends to get rather snappy when scared, it seems that this tom was given his name appropriately. With an anxious disposition, Crowshiver often doesn't know what to do with himself, and when he's at a loss, he has a habit of lashing out. This often leads to many mix-ups, but he always tries his hardest to sort things out in the end... and only with a little bit of crying. [ Twigthistle ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 19 moons ] - [ fฮฑ ะผฯ
ฦฮฑฮท โฟ ] Twigthistle, named so because of her scrawny, runt-like appearance, is a calico she-cat, her pelt is predominantly white, scarcely mottled with splotches of pale ginger tabby and black fur. Her eyes are a clear, grassy green color. The suffix of her name -thistle comes from her short, but prickly fur which manages to always be a fuzzy mess no matter how hard she tries to clean it into smooth submission. Boundless curiosity and reckless decision making are never a good match, but they make an especially volatile pair when combined in a young, eager-to-please, quick-to-forgive she-cat. [ Apprentice - Brightpaw ]
[ Embertail ] - [ tom ] - [ 15 moons ] - [ Krypัon ] Long-furred, reddish-brown tom with green eyes. He is courageous and doesn't enjoy defeat, which can often lead to impulsive decisions. Flamefur is fierce in battle, but lacks restraint. Around camp, however, he is a relatively friendly cat, and respects his fellow Clanmates. He likes Peachnose. [ Apprentice - Barkpaw ]
[ Peachnose ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 17 moons ] - [ Krypัon ] Peachnose is a sleek, cream-colored tabby with light amber eyes. She has extremely sharp hearing and is one of the best hunters in the Clan. Peachnose is dignified and will not engage in petty conflicts unless she absolutely has to. She has a soft spot for kits, though she isn't sure if she'd want ones of her own. [ Apprentice - Cinderpaw ]
[ Aspentwist ] - [ male ] - [ 23 moons ] - [ โฝฦฯฦfโฦฮนััโพ ] Lithe light brown tabby tomcat with a white chest, underbelly, muzzle, and a blaze that rises up from his nose and tapers off into a point in the middle of his forehead. He has slightly almond-shaped eyes that are the color of a fresh frond of bracken. Aspentwist is a graceful, agile tom known for his flexible body and quick reaction time. He's quite distant and reserved when it comes to other cats, and doesn't really speak unless spoken to. He's introverted, and keeps to himself. But he's a very good listener, and is a brilliant secret-keeper. When he does speak, he has a quiet and gentle voice, even if or when he raises his voice. It's very difficult for him to get close or to trust you, and he has commitment issues stemming from a deep-seated fear of abandonment and rejection. That being said, it's hard to earn his trust and for him to open up to you. But underneath this loner exterior, Aspentwist is a sweet-hearted, gentle tomcat with a lot of empathy and sympathy for others. He's quite affectionate and loving, and would do anything for someone he loves. He's also quite naive and innocent, and will often take walks by himself at night. He was abandoned by his rogue parents in MistClan territory at two moons old, and his sister died to a fox attack right after they became apprentices. [ Apprentice - Stagpaw ]
[ Palestrike ] - [ female ] - [ 19 moons ] - [ โฝฦฯฦfโฦฮนััโพ ] Sleek, lean-muscled, white she-cat with grey tabby points and a white strike between her pale, sky-blue eyes. She has a long tail and a strikingly pink nose. Palestrike is a head-strong, stubborn, and fiery warrior who never backs down from a fight willingly. She's pretty outspoken and hot-headed, with a pretty nasty temper and sharp tongue. She will run away from emotional situations or bottle up her own emotions without talking about them, but faces physical battles head-on, and believes violence is the answer most of the time. She strongly dislikes 'touchy-feely' or heartfelt things, because it makes her uncomfortable and she's usually unsure how to react. Despite all this, Palestrike is deathly loyal to her Clan, and would never do a thing to harm it. Although her temper can get away from her, and she can end up getting into physical confrontations with others. [ Apprentice - Sunnypaw ]
[ Cloudstreak ] - [ male ] - [ 19 moons ] - [ โฝฦฯฦfโฦฮนััโพ ] Large-framed, bulky dark grey tomcat with thick, fluffy fur and big paws. His fur has white streaks, and he has white ears. He has round amber eyes and feathery whiskers. Cloudstreak isn't what you'd expect when you see a large, intimidating tomcat such as himself. Rather, he's more relaxed and go-with-the-flow, and enjoys telling jokes. He's not too bright, and can be easily distracted, but he means well. He's very friendly and kind, and is what most would describe as a social butterfly. He loves being with other cats, and is quite talkative. However, he's a bit loud-mouthed, and has a tendency to blurt things out without thinking and is a horrible secret-keeper. Cloudstreak isn't the brightest cat around, but he does make an effort. Surprisingly, Cloudstreak isn't a clumsy or a bit slow because he's fluffy and a bit husky, he's actually swift on his paws and quite agile. He's also decently strong, and has fast reflexes. Cloudstreak is a jolly, tender-hearted, yet sensitive tomcat with a heart as big as the greatest oak tree, and a stomach to match! He's quite the personality contrast to his sister, Palestrike, yet is pretty close with his sister, although they don't always get along.
[ Stormwing ] - [ female ] - [ 35 moons ] - [ สแดแด แดษดฯแดสา โฅ ] Against all odds, Stormwing is first and foremost, a survivor. And her body is representation of that. Her ears are nicked and pelt growing patchier with age, her muzzle lightly scarred and battered, and long hooked claws ready for a fight. Short fur of dark blue-gray color is coated with tabby stripes and black accents. The tips of her ears, her chin, and tip of her tail are jet-black. Her eyes are hardened pools of icy blue. She is an unforgiving and an immovable force to be reckoned with. Fiercely protective of her clan, yet she holds an air of intimidation and whenever spoken to she is blunt and most of the time grumpy.
[ Shadowfall ] - [ female ] - [ 22 moons ] - [ สแดแด แดษดฯแดสา โฅ ] Shadowfall is a muscular, large, sleek ink black cat with thick, glossy fur. She has long legs and large paws to balance out her long and tall body. Her eyes are a piercing green, stark and bright against the dark contrast of her black fur. She is very arrogant and sarcastic, thinking she knows best. Shadowfall tends to be headstrong, stubborn, and reckless at times, but she is protective and good fun to be around when not trying to be competitive. [ Apprentice - Rosepaw ]
[ Silvershade ] - [ male ] - [ 16 moons ] - [ สแดแด แดษดฯแดสา โฅ ] Silvershade is a small and delicate tom, named appropriately because of his silver and gray shaded tabby coat. He has icy silver fur with a few hints of dark charcoal gray on his throat, paws, tail, and face, and bright pale green eyes. He is quite small with a long and slim body. He's a quiet, even tom that tends to fade into the background. He is usually overshadowed by his brother, but he is very observant, patient, and calm. Even so, he can be very critical of himself and shy and distant from others in the clan.
[ Nightclaw ] - [ male ] - [ 16 moons ] - [ สแดแด แดษดฯแดสา โฅ ] Nightclaw is a sleek, dark gray tom who looks nearly black in some lights. He is much larger than his brother, with broad-shoulders, a well-muscled body and intimidating stature. He has bright golden-amber eyes, and a ripped right ear. For everything his brother lacks in social graces, Nightclaw has. He's charming, friendly, outgoing, and boisterous. He is chatty and likes to be around the other cats, but can be overbearing at times.
[ Pineconebristle ] - [ Male ] - [ 21 moons ] - [ ฦฮฑฦฦัฮท Sัฮฑัั ] Pineconebristle is a dark brown, speckled tabby tom with dark green eyes. His fur tends to spike out at odd angles a lot, most likely where he got his name. Trying to describe this tom, it's like trying to describe something you can't really put into words. Well, there is one word that describes this tom well: odd. You would really just have to have a conversation with this cat to really understand.
[ Batscreech ] - [ Female ] - [ 48 moons ] - [ ฦฮฑฦฦัฮท Sัฮฑัั ] Batscreech is a long-legged jet-black she-cat with amber eyes with the black from her stomach to her paws fade down to a gray color. In addition she has slightly larger ears and long whiskers. Feisty, headstrong, determined, those are a few words to describe this she-cat. She is a strong-willed cat who never backs down from a challenge. She is a bit impatient and easily irritated however, and can become very snappy in an instant. Doesn't help she has quite the sharp tongue. Despite her more fiery attitude, she is extremely committed and loyal. [ Apprentice - Spiralpaw ]
[ Meadowfrost ] - [ She-cat ] - [ 31 Moons ] - [ ะฒlฯ
e ะฒlood ] A sleek and slim fawn tabby she-cat, with a white underside, a snowy white tail tip at the end of her long tail, and narrow, light green eyes. Meadowfrost is an outgoing cat, who loves to gossip and has a tendency to be melodramatic. Although she can often act delicate and finicky, this she-cat has an extremely competitive side to her, and so while she says she is above such things the rest of the time, she's easily swept up into antics, and anything and everything is considered a competition to her. She can be boastful and pompous, but doesn't usually mean malice. She's also rather flirtatious when the mood strikes her, however she finds kits quite bemusing, and doesn't seem to have much of a motherly nature in her. [ Apprentice - Umberpaw ]
[ Thistlenose ] - [ Tom ] - [ 42 Moons ] - [ ะฒlฯ
e ะฒlood ] A large and scruffy smoky-grey tom, but with a smaller and more delicate-featured face, with rounded green eyes, somewhat small ears, and a dark pink nose. Confident and intelligent, Thistlenose tends to remain pleasant enough, but rarely open or overly friendly, and his quiet strength can easily be mistaken for surliness. To some extent, he could be called unfriendly, in that he rarely seeks out friendly conversation, and only speaks when he has something he thinks is 'worth' saying, which can lead to quite a few awkward and one-sided conversations. He is formal and stern, but his mind works logically, and he doesn't always remember to cushion his words when he disagrees with something. He has a critical nature, but if he hands out a compliment, you know you've earned it. [ Apprentice - Tumblingpaw ]
[ Redberry ] - [ Tom ] - [ 17 Moons ] - [ ะฒlฯ
e ะฒlood ] A long-legged and long-haired russet-red tom with very faded darker stripes along his back and a more prominent stripe along his tail. He has tall ears, big and slightly darker paws, feathery white whiskers, and yellowish eyes. Notoriously clumsy and with a slightly foolish nature, his physical skills are easily surpassed by his good humour and a friendly, sympathetic nature. His playfulness tends to make him popular among the apprentices, but the sterner characters among his Clan might not be so accepting of his immaturity. Thankfully, he knows how to laugh at his own expense.
[ Dustwind ] - [ tom ] - [ 39 moons ] - [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ] Dustwind is a handsome, dark brown tabby with classic black stripes and stunningly dark blue eyes. He is tall and leggy, with a long tail and large ears, and often towers over other cats. Dustwind has a rather intimidating personality to match his formidable appearance. He tends to be stern and brusque, often offering unwanted criticism and unnecessary sarcastic remarks. He typically has a perpetually irritated and somewhat disdainful air about him; these characteristics and his terse patterns of speech contribute to his overall distant mien, making it difficult for other cats to tolerate him long enough to hold a conversation with him. In spite of his tough exterior, Dustwind isn't all snark and scowls. He's actually quite sensitive, and it's pretty easy to hurt him or upset him. He sees being emotionally soft as a weakness, and tries to cover this up as much as he can. He cares a lot more than he likes to let on; he just doesn't really know how to handle his own feelings, especially if they're feelings for another cat. But if you're patient enough, you might be able to get him to open up and catch a glimpse at the sweetheart hiding beneath the gruff personality. [ Apprentice - Goldenpaw ]
[ Ebonysigh ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 27 moons ] - [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ] Ebonysigh is a jet-black she-cat with deep blue-green eyes and fur akin to satin. A sleek coat the color of the sky on a moonless night covers her powerful, muscular body, built for swimming the Deerchoke river. If you were to describe this warrior with one word, naive would be the first one to come to your mind. Ebonysigh is very empathetic and trusting to a fault. Patient and optimistic, she tries to look for the good in every cat she meets, even when there is no good to be found. She is much more of a follower than a leader, happy to take orders from others. As her confidence and self-esteem is extremely low, she tends to admire just about every cat in the clan, especially the toms; so much so that her plaintive - sometimes even lovestruck - sigh managed to make its way into her name. Easily starstruck and easily heartbroken, it doesn't take much to catch Ebonysigh's eye. Sweet and simple-minded, this is a cat just asking to be taken advantage of. On the bright side, however, Ebonysigh is a natural peacemaker and is often looked to for advice when it comes to finding ways to avoid a battle.
[ Bitterblossom ] - [ female ] - [ 49 moons ] - [ ะะตะฒัะฝะพัะธะผะฐั ะบะพะผะผัะฝะธะทะผ] The congenial and gentle mother to Goldenpaw and Umberpaw; this female appears much different from her spotted kits. Her worn fur resembles that of a maroon tabby; dark red/brown stripes streaking across an orange pelt. Her belly is a soft cream, downy and slightly pudgy from the many litters she's had. Bitterblossom rarely speaks about her old home in the many conversations she's had, and will find an excuse to slink back to her warrior duties once the opportunity arises. Although her prefix says otherwise, this cat loves to talk to anyone who will listen. The tabby will readily talk a cat's ear off; yet will change her demeanor entirely once a task needs to be done. She loves her kits more then anything; and will protect them to the death. [ Apprentice - Sleetpaw ]
[ Vulturestep ] - [ tom ] - [ 36 moons ] - [ ะะตะฒัะฝะพัะธะผะฐั ะบะพะผะผัะฝะธะทะผ ] Vulturestep is a brown pointed tom with a white underbelly, muzzle; and attractive green eyes. The first thing one notices upon coming across Vulturestep is that he is a very large cat. He's built strong, with broad, muscled shoulders and powerful hind legs. His thick fur does little to hide these features: even through the padding of his pelt his muscles ripple in the greenleaf moons. The male's body is covered in a lush blanketing of long, soft fur, a rich sable color. It is thickest at his long, plume-like tail, and along his belly and the backs of his hind legs, then becomes shorter and dense around his face and paws. Anyone who has ever been around Vulturestep for more than five seconds can speak for how utterly demanding this cat is. He expects the best and makes those expectations known to those around him. For those in his clan, he demands the ability to survive against the longest odds, to serve the clan with fearless patriotism, to never waver in loyalty or reliability. MistClan cats are expected to jump high and run far for their clan, and undoubtedly they struggle with Vulturestep's demands the most frequently of any cat. however, for non-clan cats his expectations are infinitely greater: if a MistClan cat is expected to jump high, a non-clan cat expecting entrance is demanded to jump twice as high. He wants every cat to prove themselves loyal and willing to put in the effort to serve their clan no matter how difficult it may be: if they do not, they are as good as nonexistent in Vulturestep's eyes. He is extremely strict with his son, Snakepaw; perhaps leading to his confident yet rebellious personality.
Q U E E N S & K I T S
[ name ] - [ gender ] - [ age ] - [ screen name ] description
[ name ] - [ gender ] - [ age ] - [ screen name ] description
A P P R E N T I C E S
[ Stagpaw ] - [ Tom ] - [ 11 Moons ] - [ แดแดกส - - โฝ ] A large, dark brown tabby tom with soft, mossy green eyes. Despite his large size, Stagpaw is actually as timid as a mouse, with a shy demeanor and a bad habit of never speaking up. He is also incredibly clumsy, and is prone to embarrassment because of this.
[ Sunnypaw ] - [ She-cat ] - [ 11 Moons ] - [ แดแดกส - - โฝ ] A bright ginger-and-white tabby she-cat with brilliant blue eyes. Friendly, adventurous, scatterbrained, and stupidly reckless- but excessively so. With her mouth always running, Sunnypaw seems to have an endless amount of energy. It's not surprising to say that some cats find her a bit too much, at times. But overall, she doesn't mean any harm; she just wants to have a bit of fun!
[ Rosepaw ] - [ tom ] - [ 10 moons ] - [ fฮฑ ะผฯ
ฦฮฑฮท โฟ ] A lilac tomcat with mackerel tabby markings. His eyes are a sharp blue color with all the clarity of a shallow mountain stream. Hardly an easy tom to get along with, Rosepaw is stubborn and prideful, a natural born show-off always seek not to please but to impress. He refuses to see himself as anything but entirely flawless in anything he does and becomes snappish and defensive at the first sign of criticism.
[ Barkpaw ] - [ tom ] - [ 6 moons ] - [ Krypัon ] Small, dark brown tabby tom with yellow eyes and a white chest. He is energetic and curious, always asking questions about the environment. Barkpaw is friendly and enjoys chatting with the older warriors, even though they may not show much excitement for him. His litter-mate is Cinderpaw.
[ Cinderpaw ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 6 moons ] - [ Krypัon ] Cinderpaw is a grey tabby with light green eyes. She is much calmer than her brother, and prefers to get the job done rather than goof off doing other things. Cinderpaw is extremely respectful toward the older cats and will do most anything they tell her. Her litter-mate is Barkpaw.
[ Tumblingpaw ] - [ Male ] - [ 8 moons ] - [ ฦฮฑฦฦัฮท Sัฮฑัั ] Tumblingpaw is a brown tabby tom with green eyes. He has white front paws as well as white 'socks' on his back legs. This tom is a rather shy fellow with a low self-esteem. Not very confident around others, or even himself, he's one to rarely engage in socialization. The only one he's comfortable hanging around with is her sister Ticklepaw. She's the only cat who seems to help him a lot to deal with his anxiety. If you were able to break from his timid barrier, you can see he's a rather sweet and compassionate cat as well as a good listener.
[ Ticklepaw ] - [ Female ] - [ 8 moons ] - [ ฦฮฑฦฦัฮท Sัฮฑัั ] Ticklepaw is a small, fluffy brown tabby she-cat with green eyes. She has white front paws along with a white tipped feathery tail. This she-cat is certainly the little bundle of joy, seeming to constantly have a huge supply of energy. She is certainly a bubbly one, seeming to have a kit-like personality still. Especially considering she loves to cuddle, but at least her brother Tumblingpaw is fine with it. She is rather vibrant with optimism, always seeing the bright side of things and the good in everyone. Not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, but is a cat who will always be there to brighten your day.
[ Brightpaw ] - [ She-cat ] - [ 9 Moons ] - [ ะฒlฯ
e ะฒlood ] A somewhat large and stocky young she-cat, Brightpaw has a ginger-tabby striped back with a snowy white underside, the white making a triangle shape up to her forehead, with a little spot of ginger also on the right side of her muzzle. Her fur is thick, and while not a longhair, her tail is a little fluffier. She has large amber eyes, and a small, pink nose. Brightpaw is an ebullient character, typically eager and driven, although easily led astray by her determination to prove herself and often excited to the point of distraction. She loves to be involved and doesn't always recognize where she isn't wanted or when it's best to keep her mouth shut, but she usually means well.
[ Sleetpaw ] - [ tom ] - [ 7 moons ] - [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ] Sleetpaw is a small tom with a mottled silver-grey pelt, white paws, and a white belly. He has light green eyes that pale to yellow at the center. His abundance of remaining kitten fluff and his smaller-than-average size add to his delicate appearance. Sleetpaw is a dreadfully shy little cat who's constantly on edge. It's completely normal to see him looking wide-eyed and anxious as if expecting something spectacularly horrible to happen at any moment. He worries nonstop over the smallest things and is easily intimidated by cats larger or older than him. He is also easily startled or carried away by frightening thoughts, which makes him the target of many apprentice pranks. However, if you spend some time getting to know him, you'll discover that he is actually very intelligent for his age. Sleetpaw is already showing some promise in practical thinking and problem solving. The precocious youth is very mature and down to earth compared to most apprentices, which, unfortunately, only distances him further from his age group. If only he weren't so quiet and nervous, his clever tactics could come in handy to the clan once he reaches adulthood. But for now it's going to take a lot of patience and gentle words to coax this skittish apprentice out of his shell.
[ Goldenpaw ] - [ female ] - [ 9 moons ] - [ ะะตะฒัะฝะพัะธะผะฐั ะบะพะผะผัะฝะธะทะผ] A golden Savannah female; her pelt a coalesce of yellow and gold tones. Black rosettes stud her pelt, giving the female an almost feral look. Her stature is nothing to scoff at, with the female being the height of an average warrior; even in her youth. Goldenpaw's eyes are her most prominent feature; brimming with an untamed fire. Her pelt is constantly short; creating a blessing in the leaf-green, and a curse in the leaf-bare. Goldenpaw is the intelligence to her brother's strength; constantly planning and considering possibilities to any and every situation. This leads cats to think she's a bit spaced out, considering the faraway look within her yellow eyes once something captures her mind. While her battle skills are lacking; Goldenpaw is proficient when thinking of strategies and speaking to other cats. Goldenpaw is a bright and wistful cat, with her mind as sharp as her claws.
[ Umberpaw ] - [ tom ] - [ 9 moons ] - [ ะะตะฒัะฝะพัะธะผะฐั ะบะพะผะผัะฝะธะทะผ ] A golden Savannah male, and the spitting image of his "twin" sister; Goldenpaw. They share the same golden pelt; handsome yellow eyes, and dashing rosettes that set them apart from the other cats. While his height usually rises in unison with his sister; Umberpaw possesses a muscular body shared between all toms. This is one of the few ways a cat can tell them apart. The apprentice uses his size to his advantage, and seems to have a natural flair for fighting and hunting. Yet; his claws aren't the "sharpest in the clan," and Umberpaw often finds himself to be the last cat to understand something. The brown to his sister's brains; Umberpaw is an affable cat with big paws, and an even bigger heart.
[ Snakepaw ] - [ tom ] - [ 12 moons ] - [ ะะตะฒัะฝะพัะธะผะฐั ะบะพะผะผัะฝะธะทะผ ] A dark brown tabby, to the point that a argument could be held over the hue of his stripes. His belly is a soft grey, a trail leading up to gently dapple his muzzle with color. His tabby markings only lie on his legs, the stripes fading once they reach his frame. Snakepaw's mint-green eyes light up his face; although they rarely light up themselves. Tall and limber, the tom uses his size to tease other apprentices. A very handsome cat; it is a true shame that his personality doesn't match his alluring looks. Snakepaw; first and foremost, is a very condescending apprentice and seems to think very highly of himself. This is emphasized at almost any moment possible, and it doesn't take much for anyone to realize he's bad news. He's also a bit inconsiderate, completely ignoring whatever won't agree with his opinions. Snakepaw will lose his calm facade easily; especially when abnormal things happen. Frustration is another problem with the tom, and he often abandons tasks because they're "too hard." At first glance, this apprentice is a suave and calm cat; yet a greedy flame rests within his dark brown eyes.
[ Spiralpaw] - [ female ] - [ 10 moons ] - [ ะะตะฒัะฝะพัะธะผะฐั ะบะพะผะผัะฝะธะทะผ ] A beautiful white female, with a grey drape over her back. Black marble stripes dance within the confines of the grey, creating a lovely display. This pattern trails up the nape of her neck, leading to the top of her head. Her eyes are covered by a black "mask," enticing her mother to almost name her "Coonkit." Her eyes; a bright yellow, are nothing too special to look at; yet shine like stars when something peaks her interest. While her body is covered in a short cloak of fur; this apprentice's tail is as downy as a bird's plumage. Its white fades to an inky black; not unlike how the golden rays of the sun succumb to the darkness of night each day. Spiralpaw is rather shy, always offering last to go on patrol; or taking the last bit of prey from the pile. She is easily persuaded; and will do anything to avoid conflict. Snakepaw's favorite plaything; she often finds herself doing errands for the older apprentice; unable to stand up for herself. Hunting seems to be difficult for the female, as she often overworks herself and scares off the prey. Her mind is as crisp as a new-fallen leaf; and can seem to repeat anything that enters it.
[ Sootbriar ] - [ tom ] - [ 27 moons ] - [ ~Sandclaw~ ] With such a feminine name, Sootbriar may be mistaken for a she-cat though his appearance says otherwise. He's a large, lean feline with tall, elongated ears. His pelt is simply a solid shade of dark grey with the tips of the hairs being paler in color. This tom has narrow yellow-green eyes. Sootbriar isn't your average, laid back warrior, rather he prefers to be adventurous. He's quite bold and audacious in most, if not all, situations. Due to taking risks, this feline is, unfortunately, irresponsible. He doesn't keep his actions' consequences in check yet alone his duties. One could say he's a wild, young feline stuck in a warrior's body; he's that much of a barbarian. Trust is something that is not easy for him and all of his doings are unpredictable. No wonder he's hard to catch.
[ Daisyfoot ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 38 moons ] - [ ~Sandclaw~ ] Daisyfoot is a lithe, long-legged feline. She has small, well curved paws making her agile and fit for sprinting. Veiled by a simple shade of snowy white, this she-cat has ginger tabby-like markings decorating her pelt. They are first found on her forehead, pale in hue. More of these tabby-like markings are found across her coat, always appearing pale and not adding much color to her coat. Though there are some but very few that are slightly darker in color as they are found on her flanks and the upper part of her hind legs. She has a bright pink nose and amber-orange eyes. Daisyfoot is known to show a fierce side especially when she's upset. As loyalty is one thing she holds on to, breaking any rules or the code is like a sin for her. She's devoted to her clan and close friends though she will sometimes break that devotion if a clanmate is going against the code. Honesty is another key trait to the point where she'll be quite frank with those who cross her path and deceive her.
[ Mudstep ] - [ tom ] - [ 15 moons ] - [ ~Sandclaw~ ] An almost entirely white tom, Mudstep is large with feathery fur and tall ears that have short tufts sticking out of them. White is not the only color that is found on his pelt for there is brown, giving reason for his name. His long, raccoon-like tail is ringed by a muddy shade of brown and growing darker until it reaches the tip. His right ear is also brown along with a small streak that almost reaches his bright pink nose. On the side of his shoulders and flanks, diluted brown patches decorate his fur. Mudstep has innocent-looking yellow-green eyes. His personality is a work in progress.
[ Swallowshine ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 22 moons ] - [ ~Sandclaw~ ] Swallowshine is a slender she-cat with dainty paws. She's a simple dark tortoiseshell, a mix of dark chocolate browns and several shades of ginger decorating her pelt. These colors are swirled together in large patches, forming pools of brown and ginger. Her paws are lighter in color as is her chest, being mostly ginger than brown. She has round, dark olive colored eyes. Definitely one with a dramatic side, this feline should not be doubted for how theatrical she is. Swallowshine is bodacious and not to mention flamboyant when it comes to attracting attention. She doesn't mind being in the spotlight, especially if she's the star.
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[ Oliveclaw ] - [ tom ] - [ 80 moons ] - [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ] Oliveclaw is a sandy-brown tabby tom with white paws and a pudgy white belly. Due to his great love of eating, he has put on some weight since retiring to the elders' den; the only thing distinguishing him from a kittypet is his crooked tail-tip and slightly twisted right front paw. He walks with a slight limp but not without a twinkle in his murky, olive-green eyes. Oliveclaw was once a very proud and independent warrior and a total flirt. He used to pride himself on being popular with she-cats, in spite of his hot temper and inability to hold his tongue. Perhaps it was foolish boldness and his thirst for risk and adventure that got him into so much trouble as an apprentice that attracted the ladies (after all, girls love bad boys). Even as an elder, he continues to cause trouble - whether it be by putting bee-brained ideas into apprentices' heads, scaring the kits with gruesome, mostly fake battle stories, or attempting to leave camp on his own. Clearly old age has not stopped Oliveclaw from being a source of entertainment and frustration for the clan.
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Post by ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ on Aug 22, 2016 20:35:12 GMT -5
Rosepaw{ early afternoon // forest }Even swaddled in the mottled shadows that pooled over the spongy carpet of pine needles wasnโt enough to escape the creeping heat of the day. Even this early into the day, the cool press of shadow provided only temporary relief from the sun, not heavy enough to scare off the smothering, damp heat that crawled and burned and made the day drag endlessly. But it was not from the heat that Rosepaw hid, crouched beneath the thick, green boughs of a spruce, rather it was from obligation. He was hardly in the mood for whatever chores awaited him back at camp. To be fair, he was never in the mood for chores. The duties placed upon him as an apprentice werenโt the fun ones either. Hunting and border patrols were scarce, reserved almost pointedly for the warriors. Apprentices were left the dull and tedious work of cleaning out the elders den, preparing fresh nests of twig-and-bramble-free moss, and searching the elders for ticks.
Boring, thoughtless chores.
Well, not for much longer. It wouldnโt be long before Rosepaw joined the ranks of the warriors and was rewarded mightily with tasks that kept MistClan safe and well-fed rather than being saddled again and again with busy-work that a newborn kit could do in their sleep. At least, he hoped so. Until then, Rosepaw settled for sneaking out of camp to hunt alone. He dubbed these frequent, if not unnecessary, outings as โself-training sessionsโ.
Free from stuffy lessons headed by some know-it-all warrior, Rosepaw did as he pleased. The young tom padded beneath the low-hanging branches of the pines, paws ghost-silent all but for the whispering swish crunch swish of needles beneath him. His ears pricked forward, jaws parted to better catch the drifting scent of prey. A stir of movement to the left of him snagged the lilac tabbyโs attention like a strike of lightning. A birdโ small and brown, a thrush or maybe a wren? โhopped among the strewn pine needles littering the earth. It paused every now and then, digging its beak into the loose dirt in search of insects. Rosepawโs paws tingled with electric excitement at his luck. Creeping closerโ careful, quiet, careful โhe dropped into a hunters crouch.
Belly low, hovering. Paws planted firm. Ears forward.
His whiskers quivered, twitching as the birds scent drifted toward him.
Steady. Steady.
His haunches rocked readily, preparing to pounce. Every muscle in his body drawn taut. Then, between one breath and the next, Rosepaw made his move. He leapt, propelled by his hind paws, springing into the air. The birds head shot up that every instant. There was a flurry of wings and a spray of needles as Rosepaw landed with a muffled thump. "Agh! Stupid bird!" He yowled, ears flattened against his scalp as he watched the wretched thing disappear into the canopy, it's startled cry stirring up a raucous chorus among the branches. Definitely a wren.
The apprentice could do nothing more than glare uselessly up into the trees. Buzzing adrenaline still surged through him, but fueled nothing. No hunting. No kill. Nothing. He kicked viciously at the newly-stirred earth, fuming with loss.
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Post by โป โป โพ แตหกแตแต แตแตแตแถฐ on Aug 22, 2016 21:16:21 GMT -5
Tawnybee - - early afternoon - - Camp
The air around camp was peaceful. Birds chirped high in the tree tops, the wind gently swaying the branches, creating soothing creaking of the steady timber. The shade cast by the same trees was cool, despite the rising heat of the day. It was enough to make any cat doze off in the broad daylight! Except, of course, for the always restless (and maybe a tad wicked) deputy of MistClan. She was doing her daily buzzing around camp, double-and-triple checking that her dawn observance of the dens and walls of camp had been correct. And, of course, that the patrols were sorted out. "Sun-high hunting patrol... Yes, yes.. now, who shall lead it.." the torbie she-cat made her way towards the warriors den, not only to sort out a hunting patrol, but to check the den for any disrepair. While scurrying around the den, she poked her head inside, yowling to catch the attention of all warriors inside, asleep or not. "Get up, now! It's sun-high! And we're due for a few patrols!" She figured she may also lead one herself, so she could report to Heavystar himself. She had been meaning to talk to the tom lately, as it was overdue to discuss the expansion of the Warriors den she had been wanting, not to mention the nursery wall reinforcement. The nursery was in good shape, mind you, but she figured it was better to be safe than sorry! Kits were one of the most important assets of the Clan, after all! Perhaps we should also expand the nursery to include a miniature training course for kits as well, it's best to start training them young! She shook her head, she would talk to him about this evening, possibly over a nice, plump piece of fresh-kill as a little offering (*cough*bribe*cough*) for him to agree with these additions to camp.
She sneezed herself out of her thoughts, surprised to find a dusty piece of moss had made its way into her nose. Perhaps I should have one or two of the apprentices clean this place out, as well.. and replace the nests. They're getting a bit dusty. Rosepaw might do, and perhaps Stagpaw? She may have them go out on the dusk patrol after that, as well. A little exciting reward after that may brush up their spirits so they'll do a better job cleaning. She hoped their mentors had nothing planned for them today, but if they did, she'd simply have other apprentices do the task. That reminded her, Rosepaw was due to receive his warrior name soon, within a few moons at least. Perhaps it's time for an early pre-assessment... becoming a warrior was important, after all! It would be dire to know if Rosepaw was learning the proper things or not. Of course, she did not doubt his mentor, but it was always important to double-check! Which was one of the things she was best at...
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