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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:53:37 GMT -5
► L A G O O N C L A N
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:54:08 GMT -5
► R U L E S
☁ - Forum rules are to be followed and respected.
☁ - Respect - it's simple and expected in every clan, and this is no different. Please be sure to show respect to the members of this clan- we're all here to have a good time! A further extension of this rule is for those who are not part of this clan as well: please no spamming, flaming, bashing, raiding, stealing (neither cats nor clan ideas), and kit-___ of any kind.
☁ - Activity - this is also another rule that is expected in every clan, but it stands to still be reiterated again. If you are part of Lagoonclan you are expected to be active here at least three times a week. If you are an admin, mod, trusted member, or someone who is pivotal in a plot or rank, you are expected to be here posting at least five times a week. You will be rewarded with spots in plots and special rank privileges and the like if you are an active member of the clan!
☁ - Literacy - I'm being relatively lax with this one unlike how I am in my usual clans. Every member must have proper spelling and grammar and, of course, one-liners are never allowed. I expect everyone to, when they are roleplaying, have at least 5 sentences. Something good to do is to look at how other members are roleplaying- it's common courtesy to try to match the level of sentences and grammar those around you are doing! I don't expect paragraphs upon paragraphs of writing, but five sentences is the absolute minimum.
☁ - Characters - although this is a semi-realistic clan in the sense of the plot, all regular cats are regular cats! I am relatively lax with this rule but please, we all understand the basics: do not have cats with unnatural pelt colors or eye colors. There will be no god-modding, power playing, mary-sues or gary-sues! Every character must have multiple flaws as will be seen on the joining form. As for a cat's history they are allowed to have a family lineage from far away, but all cats in Lagoonclan are clan-born. LGBTQ+ is allowed, simply specify that in your character's form.
☁ - Drama is encouraged- cats are going missing! No one can find them, are they dead or alive? Cats are in a panic! They've never been in danger like this before aside from the obvious. However, if you are planning on having drama happen, you absolutely must tell me and get approved by me first. No large-scale plots are permitted at this time, but smaller plots are allowed and encouraged if you are approved. Take care you do not power play, god-mod, or spotlight!
☁ - Complaints - this is a really good rule I found on another role play's ruleboard: (credit to WW) we are not a therapist's office. Everyone has hard things in life and it is entirely fine to discuss them here but please know that you cannot be coming online and doing nothing but complaining every single time. I'll tell you now that I am very sorry for what is happening in your life and I hope it gets better- but please do a courtesy to other members and keep possibly triggering or otherwise large issues to low.
► N E W S
【UPLOADING CONTENT】
you are reading file "what_are_we_doing"
☁ - [ Sept. 5, 2016] ; Lagoonclan opened!
► M E M B E R S
【UPLOADING CONTENT】 you are reading file "who_are_we"
admin ; mod ; member ; new member ; inactive ; excused
☁ - Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
Sharkstar, Sparrowchirp, Whitelick, Silverstorm, Snowgloss, Turtlestumble, Pearlpaw, Nightpaw
☁ - foxtrots
Hailfrost, Nightfall
☁ - thenovice
Cinderstorm, Russetfeather
☁ - ~Sandclaw~
Barracudasnap, Stormjay
► J O I N I N G
【UPLOADING CONTENT】 you are reading file "how_to_join_us"
THE JOINING PAGE IS HERE
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:54:39 GMT -5
► T E R R I T O R Y
☁ - The Hillside - The area that keeps the camp safe, this hill is expansive but not too steep and although relatively plain it has foliage and trees growing out from it that thicken at the bottom. It provides a perfect lookout spot for the cats who can climb atop the low-growing trees and peek out to see the ocean and the two-leg wharf town in the distance.
☁ - Mineral Drip Cave - Following the edge of the ocean in the opposite direction going to the wharf town there is a small opening in the rocky beach up against the hillside. Although a small crack, it opens into a massive cave with thousands of fluorescent minerals and stones dripping from the walls and ceiling. In the middle of the cave is a pool of very clear, equally fluorescent water that the largest of the minerals- a purple-blue stone spotted with red and yellow- almost touches. Here is where the cats of Lagoonclan go to speak with the ancestors and for leaders and medicine cats to receive visions.
☁ - Foliage Way - The ridge that the camp sits on, this expanse of thick foliage is what continues down the hillside towards the beach. Although the ocean can be heard in the distance, it is impossible to see the beach from the camp itself as there are far too many trees and foliage in the way. However, the ridge overlooks the entire ocean and the wharf beyond- simply not the beach. The camp itself sits on a ridge here before the hillside begins again and continues down.
☁ - Rocky Beach - The beach itself is very rocky and covered in large, wave-cut shelves and various boulders, pebbles, and sharp jagged rocks. The territory evens out here and becomes less of a hill, sloping down to a sandy area that is about as wide as the length of a cat before the ocean touches land. All sorts of interesting things wash up here and its a favorite pastime for cats to come down and collect things for their loved ones- there is even a tall outcropping that mates like to watch the sunrise and sunset on.
► C A M P☁ - An odd little inlet indeed, it is believed to have been made when the ocean water had been much higher many years ago, creating an impression in the hill that is both exposed and covered in cave. Camp is a large dip in the junction between the Hillside and Foliage way, balanced on the ridge and overlooking the trees and ocean. It is sheltered from any elements by the trees that stand on the ridge, although the view is never obstructed and one can always see the ocean fade off into the distance. It is in a horseshoe shape going into the earth and not easy to find for any unwanted characters. The fresh-kill pile is in the middle of this shape, with various boulders, shrubbery, and water-made crevices create the dens. Looking into the horseshoe and starting from the left, the dens are found in this order: warriors, medicine cat, nursery, leader, elders, apprentices. The warrior's den is a pile of rubble and water-cut rocks that have piled together with a supported crevices at the bottom, leading to a large den that dips into the floor and gives a lot of room. The medicine cat's den is found beyond this one and further into the horseshoe, cutting into the wall of camp itself and finding place inside a some water-cut shelving and inlet to create a tall cavern with multiple inside shelving and space to hold herbs and patients. Outside of the den trickles a spring of fresh water that can be used for many purposes, and there are always shells sitting on the rocks around the pool for easy carrying. The nursery falls almost in the middle of the horseshoe at the very back, overshadowed by the rocky outcrop that is the leader's area and den. It is a twist of low-grown, oddly-shaped shrubbery with thick branches and reinforced by natural rocks and briars. The leader's den is found halfway up a staircase of wave-cut shelving stones and is a crack into the side of the wall. The shelves continue higher up to the top of the horseshoe impression as a sharp-edged rocky outcrop that looks over the clan and the ocean below- a thick-branched, twisted, low-grown shrub grows up top here. The elder's den begins to rebound back to the front of the horseshoe, halfway between the leader's den and the apprentice's den as a reinforced dip in the floor covered by a thick shrub. The last den, the apprentice's den is very similar to the warrior's den facing it on the other side of the horseshoe, also a pile of rubble and likewise that opens into a cave-like area.
► R O L E P L A Y - I N F O
☁ - Current Plot:
【UPLOADING CONTENT. . .】 you are reading file ”where_have_they_gone_?”
Recently, the peaceful and uneventful lives of the Lagoonclan cats has been wracked by a plume of misfortune. Cats have gone missing- old and young alike, disappearing without a single trace. It is mostly only cats who go out alone down to the ocean water at the bottom of the cliffside, out of view and hearing range. However, recently a patrol of a warrior and two apprentices has disappeared as well, leaving no cat safe it would seem. Although investigations have been held, nothing out of the ordinary is ever seen down by the rocks or in the expanse of ocean itself. It would seem to be an entire mystery but Sharkstar seems uneasy and more aloof than usual, perhaps leading some to think he is hiding something alongside his mate Sparrowchirp, both having come from outside the clan many moons ago. What is the clan to do? Does your cat have any ideas? Perhaps... they might even have the chance to meet the fates some of the clan have faced... and survive.
☁ - Smaller Plots: www
☁ - Season
Green - Leaf
☁ - Prey:
☁ - Seagulls [common]
☁ - Mice [common]
☁ - Fish [common]
☁ - Crabs [common]
☁ - Oysters [uncommon]
☁ - Lobsters [uncommon]
☁ - Sharks [rare]
☁ - Octopus [rare]
☁ - Predators:
☁ - Sharks [uncommon]
☁ - Octopus [rare]
☁ - Dogs [rare]
☁ - Humans [very rare]
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:55:11 GMT -5
► A L L E G I A N C E S ☁ male ; ☁ female► LEADER
☁ - Sharkstar --
dmab male | 45 moons
A masculine of huge stature who easily towers over the majority if not all of his clanmates. A sturdy, lean figure with strong bones create his structure as it is lined and filled with thick muscles and leaving little to no loose skin to be seen- quite accurately being made of strength. Large paws sheathing sharp, off-white claws completes the logistics of this male's foundation. Over this figure runs a coat of velvet skin and short, glossy pelage that briefly thickens during the wintery moons. The color is a soft grey that is solid throughout his coat, broken only by piebald-like white fountain spouts of markings that envelope his chest and splash beneath his chin. His massive paws have their toes dipped in such white as well as the very tip of his long, thick, whipcord tail. His ears are average-sized for a cranium such as his- a broad, defined platelet with a long, expansive muzzle with a width almost as much as his platelet. Housed within this feature are two almond-shaped optics where each is colored a bright, soft mint-green shade. At his throat starts a massive, long scar that curls from one side of his jugular to the other to then travel over the left side of his neck and continue to bow around his shoulder and end behind his left shoulder blade. He has various other bite wounds, scratches, and scars across his chest and front legs.
[ Passionate | Refined | Astute | Perceptive | Moral | Blunt | Enigmatic | Aloof | Abrasive | Stern ]
No one knows truly where Sharkstar came from other than that he showed up on the rocky beach one day with his mate, Sparrow. Both were heavily injured and scarred and Lagoonclan took them in and bandaged them, healing what they could of the torn tissues. When asked what had happened, the two merely explained they had been attacked by a shark while they were fishing, and left it at that. The wild tales they spun of being from beyond the wharf town caused a commotion, and Lagoonclan took an interest and decided to take them into the clan permanently. Working his way through the ranks, Sharksnap became Sharkstar once the old leader passed away from old age.
Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
► DEPUTY
Chosen at a later date
► MEDICINE CAT
Chosen at a later date
► MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE
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► WARRIORS
☁ - Sparrowchirp
dmab male | 45 moons
Lean and well-muscled, this tomcat has had his fair share of battle experience, and has taken on a flexible, well-structured frame with long limbs, neck, and tail and a wedge-like, exotic cranium. Coating his frame is a pelage of rosewood ebony- a russet cherry of wood tones with tasteful marbled, darker stripes and splinters throughout this shade. There are varying degrees of dusking to his pelt such as grey-brown and black that give shadows to his fur in a smoke pattern. There is darking to the proportion of a mask of brown-black covering his cranium. There is a white-dip pattern to his paws and on one side of his muzzle- at least, the side that is not scarred. His eyes, almond-slitted, are colored a hazel shade of mix, tropical orange and citrus in a vibrance. The most notable attributes of this tomcat are the horrendous amount of scarring that covers his being. Detailed, they are as follows: a massive bite wound to his shoulder that spans into his neck and front leg, various scratches amongst his chest and paws, massive scarring to the right side of his face including a shredded ear, and a long gash along the right side of his flank.
[ Optimistic | Loyal | Reliable | Responsible | Moral | Blunt | Sassy | Stubborn | Arrogant | Feisty ]
No one knows truly where Sparrowchirp came from other than that he showed up on the rocky beach one day with his mate, Shark. Both were heavily injured- Sparrowchirp clinging to life, as they asked Lagoonclan for assistance. Moved, the clan took the two wanderers in and treated their wounds, although Sparrowchirp would forever have a massive expansive of terrible scarring covering him. While in recovery, the two cats explaining wild tales of where they came from and what happened to them and, intrigued, the clan took them in. Now, despite his injuries, Sparrowchirp lives as one of the best warriors of Lagoonclan.
Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
☁ - Whitelick
dmab male | 25 moons
A masculine of primarily lean and athletic stature, he makes for an average-sized if not slightly small height and proportional muscles. His primary focus is speed, utilizing his smaller yet athletic figure to create a flurry of life. He has average-sized paws that sheathe off-white claws, one of which has an odd little black spot on the tip. Over this figure runs a pelage of medium-length strands that are relatively glossy and neither thin nor thick, although it has a notable lick of untamable, curly patch at the top of his head. This pelage is colored a husky dark grey color with a strip of white that starts beneath his chin and travels up his face into his little cowlick, where it ends. His cranium is a modified wedge shape, more narrow than round, and is thin and long with a platelet almost the same size as his muzzle, creating an almost perfect wedge edge. Housed in this cranium hold two heavy-lidded optics both colored a light brown shade with a hint of some sort of other shade, like a faint dusty tone. Notably, he has a very short manx tail, but it simply grew that way and appears to be his genetics.
[ Equanimous | Laid-back | Flirty | Tactical | Keen | Arrogant | Ambitious | Unpredictable | Flighty | Irresponsible ]
Born to Lagoonclan, his family comes from a far ways away, and have always been known for their small ears and particularly short tails. No one really minds though, and it seems to simply be in his genetics.
Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
☁ - Silverstorm
dmab male | 30 moons
A masculine of tall, limber stature that lends him to proportionally of large stature and athletic build in both muscle and bone structure. His limbs are long and lean, balancing his muscled torso with an elegant ease and instinctual grace alongside a short-furred and thick whipcord tail. Over such a figure runs an expanse of velvet skin from which streams medium-length, thick, glossy, smooth strands that clothes his stature and gives him his look. This particular pelage is colored that of a pale silver with a variety of tabbied markings running fingers through his fur. His base coat is a glowing silver shade that is marred by a patterning of darker- although still rather pastel- tabby stripes that are overlaid with another layer of even darker stripes atop of these. Other variations of his pelt include the white patches that envelope his paws and the bottom line of his tail arching into the tip as well as a downward arrow-shaped marking against his chest and a piebald-like, wobbling white blaze traveling the left side of his muzzle to the middle of his forehead. His cranium is a modified wedge-shape, more pointed than rounded, and lends him a sharp-edged platelet, muzzle, and jawline branching to large, triangular ears. Held in this head holds two narrowed optics that are both colored a smooth, pastel green shade.
[ Wise | Brave | Moral | Sensible | Practical | Ritualistic | Impersonal | Predictable | Stubborn | Overbearing ]
Born to Lagoonclan with his sister, Snowgloss, the two started and continued as the two snowy darlings of the nursery. Nowadays they work well as a team to do the best they can for the clan as a whole.
Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
☁ - Snowgloss
dmab female | 30 moons
A feminine of tall, limber stature that lends her to proportionally thin stature and athletic build in both muscle and bone structure. Her limbs are long and lean, balancing her thin torso with an elegant ease and instinctual grace. Over such a figure runs an expanse of velvet skin from which streams medium-length, thick, glossy, smooth strands that clothes her stature and gives her look. Such a fur is incredibly soft and fluffy, like down, and puffs up in elegant plumes at her cheeks, neck, elbows, and haunches to stream into a short yet incredibly feathery plumed tail. This particular pelage is shaded a soft, silvery shade that is not quite pristine and yet not a silver- in fact, one could say its even a lilac gray color. Variations within this pattern include simple, thin white patching along her front legs, one sloppily sliding off the side of her spine, against her tail, and a thin piebald-like wobbling white blaze traveling the right side of her muzzle to the middle of her forehead- a mirror of her brother. Her cranium is a modified wedge-shape, more pointed than rounded although her plumes of cheek fur make her appear to have a rounded face with large, triangular ears. Held in this head holds two narrowed optics that, like her brother, are colored both a smooth, pastel green shade.
[ Sweet | Astute | Insightful | Humble | Charismatic | Cautious | Sensitive | Forgiving | Faithless | Reticent ]
Born to Lagoonclan with her brother, Silverstorm, the two started and continued as the two snowy darlings of the nursery. Nowadays they work well as a team to do the best they can for the clan as a whole.
Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
☁ - Turtlestumble
dmab female | 15 moons
A feminine of short, stocky stature that lends her to a proportionally strong stature and athletic build in both muscle and bone structure. Her limbs are average, if not slightly short, and balance her muscled torso with a surprising, ironic ease and pride. Over such a figure runs an expanse of velvet skin from which streams short-length, thick, fluffy strands that clothes her stature. Of this, her signature attribute is despite the shortness of the pelage, it lengthens and plumes inexplicably into her tail, creating a long-haired, thick, fluffy tail to stream. This particular pelage has a base of sultry dusty-brown, like a catch between a brick red-brown and the husk of dark wood, creating an interesting shade of dusty-red. Atop this base patterns a small variety of light black patches that curl about her figure with a grace and oval-like signature rather than sharp-edged patterning. There are hints of dark red marble tabby stripes against her fur, beneath the black patches and yet still present in her step. Under this all lies the lightening of the fur of her muzzle, throat, chest, stomach, and paws into a soft brown-cream shade that fully completes her look. Her cranium is a modified wedge-shape, more rounded than pointed, and gives her a wide face and strong jaw with large- almost too large- triangular ears. Held in this head holds two owlish optics that are both colored a bright, light yellow shade.
[ Energetic | Optimistic | Excitable | Humble | Responsible | Clumsy | Gullible | Forgetful | Indecisive | Naive ]
☁ - Hailfrost
dfab female | 20 moons
A light chocolate colored she-cat of rather small stature, she stands just below the average height of a grown female cat. On her brown fur, she bears a darker shade of the same brown in a marble-like pattern with occasional stray spots, which stretches down from the back of her head to the base of her tail. Her underbelly and muzzle are a light cream color. While her fur is rather short but soft, her tail seems to be the opposite, as it has a feathery appearance and has the same cream color on the tip. Her paws are cream as well, and her claws are a clear white, while her pawpads are a rosy pink. Hailfrost's eyes are a strikingly pure icy blue color, and are usually something most tend to notice first.
[ adaptable | adventurous | determined | generous | passionate | soft-spoken | timid-ish | sassy | unpredictable | stubborn | aloof ]
Hailfrost was born to her parents, who were clanborn and loyal warriors, given her prefix due to the resemblance to the gloomy atmosphere hailstorms brought with them. As a kit, she was extremely timid, even with her mother pushing her to open up to the world, and eventually caused other cats to question her abilities. This went on until apprenticeship, however. Although it wasn't rough for her at first, Hailfrost was brought the dreary news that her parents had gone missing while patrolling the territory, and that wasn't something that was unheard of in the clan at the time. She made efforts to find them, which eventually lead to her passion for adventure, but there was nothing she could do but consider them dead. Even if others believed that they were, it was common for Hailfrost to join any kind of patrol in hope of picking up their scent to settle her nerves for good. Shortly thereafter, she was given her warrior name, Hailfrost, named so for her icy blue eyes.
other; She's only timid at first, but as she grows onto somecat she'll drop it! In addition, despite being timid, she often finds herself sassing others, even if to herself. She's just more open and verbal about it when she's close to someone.
foxtrots
☁ - Cinderstorm
dfab female | 37 moons
Cinderstorm is anything but a pretty she-cat. Her pelt is an ash-brown color, resembling the dark soot of a volcano. Her frame is small compared to her clanmates, most apprentices overtake her in size around 8 moons. Her long fur is fluffy and soft. It has the potential to be glossy and smooth, if she ever bothered to clean it. Sand and bits of dirt like to stick to it, hiding strong muscles. There's a white splash on her chest that touches her shoulders and a bit of her underbelly. The tips of her tail and ears as well as her back right paw are black. Probably her only saving grace is her eyes. A lovely sea green, they tend to darken and lighten with the seasons.
[ friendly | adventurous | confident | moral | fair | forgetful | unperceptive | indifferent | messy | secretive]
Cinderstorm was born and raised in Lagoonclan. Although she does her best to get along with every cat, she doesn't actually have anybody she truly sees as friend. No cat she's comfortable telling all her troubles to. Because of this, she switches between being extremely sociable and retreating as a loner. This most likely off puts any possible friends as they wouldn't know why she's stopped speaking to them.
thenovice
► APPRENTICES
☁ - Pearlpaw
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☁ - Nightpaw
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► QUEENS
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► KITS
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► ELDERS
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► DECEASED
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► R E L A T I O N S H I P S ▼ mentorship ; ▼ mates ; ▼ crush ; ▼ family ; ▼ deceased
Sharkstar ▼ Sparrowchirp
Silverstorm ▼ Snowgloss |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:55:36 GMT -5
► e r r o r. . . UPLOADING. . .
E r r o r . E r r o r . E r r o r.
【UPLOADING COMING SOON】
you are reading file "we_will_help_you"
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E r r o r . E r r o r . E r r o r.
【UPLOADING COMING SOON】
you are reading file "YOU_WILL_NOT_ESCAPE_FROM_US"
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:56:02 GMT -5
► S A V E
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 9:56:21 GMT -5
► S A V E
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 5, 2016 12:33:50 GMT -5
LAGOONCLAN IS OPEN~~
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 6, 2016 5:41:19 GMT -5
[ Updated some characters and layout~ ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 6, 2016 20:16:19 GMT -5
Just as the sun had begun to rise over the horizon, Hailfrost had begun to shift as the sun's bright rays filtered into the clan's camp. Some of it managed to slip through the cracks and into the warrior's den, and in clear discomfort at the sudden warmth that filled it, the chocolate-colored she-cat's icy eyes flickered open. Sleepily, she moved herself to lay on her stomach rather than her side, tail curled around her body as she took a moment to settle herself before she rose to her paws, hopping out of her nest and standing by the exit of the den. She wasn't too exited to head out of camp this time, but she knew that it was inevitable, despite still being curious about her parents whereabouts. Her cold gaze scanned the camp. As she expected, there wasn't much activity. But then again, she didn't expect many cats to be up on their paws and at it this early in the day.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 7, 2016 19:01:00 GMT -5
[ Sorry for such a later reply on my part, dear! ]
{ - Sharkstar
- and what a creature he was, a looming shadow burning dark at the tip of the rocky outcrop that sheltered the exposed scower of the camp. His elegant poise was evident from even a distance, a careful mint optic sliding slow against the sun-worn backs of the various shelters his clanmates laid for rest. He himself did not rest in the boughs of the previous night. No, the masculine lay awake beside the smaller figure of his tabbied mate, watching the flanks rise and fall with breath and life as the scars that ran scours through the tabby's thick pelage. Thought lay like a slumbering beast in the mint eye, rumbling illegible sound as his tender shells began to pick up the waking gasps of those who had been slumbering. Cranium tilting, the grey feline let his gaze fall to those who were emerging from the various dens, the creature pricking his ears in quiet intrigue to see who would be awake at such a time. He had plans to wait briefly to collect a decent patrol before leaving for the morning down to the rocky beach carved by the ocean beyond in order to hunt. The recent disappearances weighed heavy on his mind, but Sharkstar would not bow to such situations, no matter the reason for them... The shadow of aloof came briefly to his visage at that, like he knew something particular that itched at the back of his mind that no one else knew. Refocusing- he was looking back at his clanmates again, waiting patiently for any more felines to awaken to round them up.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 7, 2016 19:29:08 GMT -5
Her icy eyes soon fell on the fresh-kill pile, and just as her stomach began to growl in hunger, she slowly made her way over. Usually, she'd prefer to have more cats around as she ate, mostly just to eavesdrop into other cats conversations, but she was glad that there was an eerily quiet atmosphere within the camp. It gave her time to gather her thoughts. The growling came loudly from her stomach again, snapping the she-cat out of her deep thoughts, and so she lowered her small frame closer to the ground, picking a fish from the pile. It was rather large and meaty-looking, easily making it her favorite, and without a second doubt, she dug in and began to eat the first meal of her day. The fish didn't have it's usual slimy consistency, a bummer for her, and Hailfrost guessed it might have been there for a day or two, but the insides were cool and rich with meat. She was soon done, licking her lips and discarding the remains, ears twitching as she looked around. Still, not much activity, although her sensitive hearing could pick up the slight noises cats made as they shifted. She hoped her brother would wake soon, although she knew that probably wouldn't happen. He was more of a nocturnal cat. Regardless, she wanted company, or something to do.
[ and its ok! haha ]
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 7, 2016 20:06:16 GMT -5
♚ Sharkstar
- the attentions of the masculine befell the movements of the feminine, fish disappearing in devour between her paws. Pastel optic appraised with a purposeful, steady gaze as the molly finished her meal and appeared to pause for a few moments, as though looking for something to do. It was usually difficulty to speak clearly without an elevation of tone considering the length of distance between the outcrop and the warrior's alcove- but, alas, the warrior was nearer by being at the pile of prey. Cranium tilting with a refined aura that extended to his very being and voice, pastel mint optics bright in the grey face as his rich, deep voice called her by name,
" Hailfrost, good morning. If you are up for a walk, be ready soon to join the morning patrol with me. We will go down to the beach and hunt for fish and crabs. "
One would think his tone to be blunt, impersonal- but it was simply how he was. Everyone who resided in Lagoonclan knew of his true, good heart and his... apparent lack of ability to express such through words. When he didn't have his emotional translator- aka, his mate Sparrowchirp- it was a difficult task in itself to even begin to understand his emotions of the moment. For now, however, it would seem simple and calm, betraying none of the rolls of stormy thoughts that lay behind his crystalline optics. He managed to touch a small smile to his maw directed to the molly he addressed, easing the usually sharp edge of his visage into a softer expression.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 7, 2016 20:14:13 GMT -5
At the sound of her leader's familiar tone, her head snapped in his direction almost instantly, her attention switching onto him instead of the prey pile beside her. She bowed her head slightly in respect, although she was unsure if the tom would be able to see her act. "Good morning. And yes, I'm definitely up for it," she started, glancing back at the horizon before shifting her gaze back towards him. "Shall it only be us patrolling, or would we wait for more to accompany us in case something sudden happens?" She questioned, and although she was typically a quiet cat, she projected her soft, melodic voice. Hailfrost felt that due to the recent events, it'd be safer to bring out a larger patrol, in case something were to happen to the two out in the territory. Additionally, she knew that she wasn't a very muscular cat, and rather relied on her flexibility and agility, as well as her unpredictability in life threatening events. She was also... smaller than average for a cat her age. Regardless, she felt like she wasn't enough to ensure her leader's safety.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 7, 2016 20:33:06 GMT -5
[ Woo, I have a long reply with multiple characters that I'll do tomorrow as I've run out of time tonight. I will be more active tomorrow and I don't have any pressing meetings to attend! ]
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 7, 2016 20:35:02 GMT -5
ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » ohh boy!! haha ill get to nightfall's application in a few then, to get that out of the way! either way im excited to see where thisll go ;w; ))
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Post by Novi on Sept 7, 2016 21:21:20 GMT -5
Cinderstorm slid out of the warrior's den, the morning light greeting her. Giving her fur a hard shake, resembling the dreaded dog, bits of Starclan knew what flew off. It was as close to a grooming as her pelt was going to get. Unless she was required to get into the water of course. Dirt, sand, and even rocks she could deal with. Salt water, however, was an unwelcome traveler. As she stretched, her ears were greeted by a satisfying crackling noise. Spotting her awakened clanmates, she padded over to join them.
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 7, 2016 21:28:19 GMT -5
At the sound of movement from the warriors den, Hailfrost turned her attention towards Cinderstorm, eyeing the she-cat and nodding at her in what seemed like a greeting. "Morning." She said softly. Hailfrost had moved over to sit by the fresh-kill pile again as she awaited orders from Sharkstar for the patrol - which she honestly hoped would happen sooner than later - and eyed another fish in the pile. She'd feel greedy if she did take it, or at least eat more than what she should. Her clanmates could be hungry when they wake up, as she was. Pushing that aside, Hailfrost quietly took another fish, this time smaller than the first, a flustered look on her face. It was slimy, as a fish should be, and smelled almost fresh, as if it was caught before her clanmates went to sleep, or maybe even recently. Either way, the she-cat began to silently eat.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 8, 2016 21:25:02 GMT -5
[ Thank you for waiting, my dears! ]♚ Sharkstar , ♚ Silverstorm , ♚ Snowgloss- as the masculine dipped his massive cranium in a further extension of greeting to the addition to the forming morning crew, other felines began to stir in their nests. Two of which emerged the glistening silvery patterns of the two resident "snow darlings"- twins in stature although not entirely extended to pelage- to shimmering silhouettes in the mouth of the warrior's den. First padded the delicate step of the feminine portion, her optics glistening in the light of morning a shade pastel almost to be a silver. Elongated silvery figure emerged from the gloom, standing a whispering flame by the entrance to wait patiently for her other half. He did not disappoint- his own equally soft step and yet much larger and taller stature sidling beside his sister. They stayed there for a moment, soft laps of their tongues cleaning grit from eachother that still clung from nightly rustling and toss-turns.
It was the brother's pastel optics that lit upon the gathering crew, leaning his elegant and sharp cranium to whisper softly to the molly beside him. Even from a distance, his deep and melodious voice could be heard even in a low octave, drawing the attention of his sister will ease. Together, the two matched step-for-step towards the group, the feminine's feathery and short tail raising in a flaring flag of silent greeting. It was matched with a gentle and easy smile that touched her dark lips, silvery shades resting on the other mollies with a quiet cheer. Her brother followed at a slow, dignified pace, dipping his cranium as a gentleman would to the two other mollies, tipping it further to Sharkstar as well who gave a mere simple nod back. A gentle voice rang in the light of morning,
" Good morning, everyone~ "
Snowgloss had the tone of an angel, resting light in the ears of the cats around her as she stopped before them, already perfected for the morning. Her brother voiced his own melodious, deep song to the air and a calm look bestowed to the others," Yes, good morning. Are you all ready for the morning patrol? " |
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Sept 8, 2016 21:37:19 GMT -5
Hailfrost had finished the second meal, moving to discard its remains before turning back to the gathering group, to which she offered a smile. Her frosty eyes lit up as she saw the forming morning patrol group, ears perked as her attention focused on them. It had been a day or two since she last went on a patrol, so naturally, she was eager to go out into their vast territory again, to see the waves and the beach, hopefully, and feel the soft earth their territory housed underneath her small paws. She could feel the hunger for adventure rising in her stomach. "I'm definitely ready." She said softly, almost timidly. She didn't know them very well, but she did her best to speak up so they could hear her.
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Post by Novi on Sept 9, 2016 22:53:21 GMT -5
I love the way you post Papurr  ] Cinderstorm watched the two approach. She'd always thought they looked as if they were one entity. The way they moved seemed to compliment the other. Silverstorm's voice was deep and gravity appeared to move towards it while Snowgloss had a light and gentle sound. It took Cinderstorm a bit of time to realize they'd asked a question. She nodded slowly. "I'm ready." |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 10, 2016 6:34:57 GMT -5
[ Awee, thank you! ]
♚ Sharkstar , ♚ Silverstorm , ♚ Snowgloss
- a moment of pause before the great figure became stark against the morning rise, a dark stature to burn in the light. His muscled worked like an oiled machine, massive paws leaping down the ocean-cut shelving with an ease like he was simply walking against the dirt floor. Making his way to them, the powerful aura pulsated from him in every strand of pelage, towering over even the tall and lanky snowy twins in height and muscle. A true broad tank, it would seem. But he kept his chin level, equal- for though he may be their leader in name, he was a simple cat as they were. The scars that carded through his chest fur and expression became much more apparent at this closeness, perhaps almost gruesome and cringe-worthy. His rich voice sounded here now, a simple quiet command,
" Let's go, morning is dwindling. "
Without another word, the massive tom set off from the reinforced entrance to the horseshoe, the plants that bowed before his paws seeming to curl around his legs with soft touches of friendship and familiarity. He responded in kind by allowing such and simply brushed his whipcord tail against the foliage down the way as he made a path down to the beach.
The twins followed in kind- in fact, they even broke apart for the moment. Snowgloss kept to the front and following behind Sharkstar- of course, there was an open spot next to her snowy flank that any cat could fill and speak with her. The high arch of her short, fluffy tail and the relaxed height of her lean-muscle shoulders told of her amicability and approachability- surely no one here would have a tough time speaking with her. Silverstorm brought up the rear- a tall, lean snake that who's muscles bunched like liquid sinew beneath his velvet skin and pelage. With his cranium lowered, he seemed to be merely keeping up the back for simple purposes and less any true guarding, but the quickness of his step and the alert twitch of his shells told that he would be more than capable of sensing any danger at the back before the rest. His green optics settled lightly on the backs of his clanmates in front- he, too, had spots beside him for any cat to drop back and speak with him. It was a while walk down to the beach anyway. |
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 14, 2016 16:22:49 GMT -5
[ bump~ ]
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Post by Novi on Sept 17, 2016 22:02:50 GMT -5
[Sorry. Been real lazy with my forum RPing lately ^-^"]
Cinderstorm nodded in agreement and followed after the group. She debated whether or not to strike up conversation. Although she did her best to be friendly, some of her clanmates weren't morning cats. Deciding it couldn't hurt to try, she let Silverstorm catch up to her. With her small frame, it didn't take much. "How are you this morning?" It was a lame way to start, but she wasn't the best at conversing. However, the thought of walking the entire way in silence did not sit well with her.
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