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Post by spasticjazzhands on Jul 14, 2019 16:54:14 GMT -8
all fonts used© | Mod: Amethyst14 | Next Field of Stars Visit: 07/21 | Pebbles: 00 | | Total Cats: 001 | Females: 000 | Males: 001 | | Servings Used: 2 | Possible Patrols: 4 |
Ranger wasn't as fast as his sister was, but he could still cover decent amount of ground. The rain flattened his long fur, but he didn't dare slow to shake droplets off. The alcove where he and Scout previously lived was currently being destroyed by the Stone-Claws. On their mountain, there was usually a few stray Stone-Claws every now and then, but lately there was an influx of them climbing and disturbing the landscape and prey.
He risked a glance behind him and breathed a sigh of relief. The two foxes that thought he looked like a tasty snack had tired and veered off to bother another creature. He allowed himself to drop into a hasty trot as he got a chance to take in the scenery. The mountains that used to be his home were now in the distance and he was facing a lush valley with a creek at the bottom. I could live here, he thought, or at the very least, spend a few nights here. Ranger had been on the move for almost an entire moon, not staying in one location for more than half a night. He wanted to put a large amount of space between him and all of his previous memories but was losing steam. Ranger knew he would have to settle down in a new space, but that would also mean facing the reality of losing his old life and...Scout.
Ranger blocked Scout out of his mind as much as he could but the two were very close and the way she....went...was rather unpleasant. He shook his head and that cleared his mind enough to realize that he was starving. Hopefully this new valley had some tasty food nearby. He could process things in the daylight, now was time for dinner.
Consumption
The Force fasts (0 servings).
Hunting Patrols
Ranger hunts. xxx and xxx hunt. xxx and xxx hunt.
Border Patrols
xxx and xxx patrol.
Herb Patrols
xxx and xxx gather herbs.
Medical Treatments
xxx treats xxx with xxx.
Training
All eligible Privates train.
Rank Changes
xxx
Clan Changes
Ranger requests a new Force member at the Field of Stars.
Other
I think I will stick with the color ins for the cats (only if I don't have to do them myself as I'm terrible at digital art XP) if that's okay!
General: Ranger | 31 m | ♂ | ≛⁂
| Lieutenant: Name | Age | ♀♂ | ≛⁑
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Major: Name | Age | ♀♂ | ≛ Skill Points: ✚✚✚✚✚ | Captain: Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⁂
| Sergeants: Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⁑ Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⁑ |
Privates:
Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⋆ Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⋆ | Life-Lines:
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Juniors: Name | Age | ♀♂ | ✦ Name | Age | ♀♂ | ✦ | Veterans: Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⍣ Name | Age | ♀♂ | ⍣ |
Ally Clans: Clan Name | Username Clan Name | Username
Enemy Clans Clan Name | Username Clan Name | Username
Borders North | Clan Name | Username East | Clan Name | Username South | Clan Name | Username West | Clan Name | Username
Medicine Store Herb | Usage Herb | Usage
Fresh-Kill Pile: Voles | x0 | 1 serving Mice | x0 | 1 serving Squirrels | x0 | 2 servings Rabbits | x0 | 2 servings Small Fish | x0 | 2 servings Big Fish | x0 | 3 servings
Mentors: Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves
Fallen Heros: Cat Name | Cause of Death Cat Name | Cause of Death
Family: Name and Name | Kits Name and Name | Kits
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2019 17:53:34 GMT -8
"between avalanches, we can find our language" alderclan is nestled in the valley between two mountains. vast swaths of alder trees grow through the area, providing an ample amount of shade. in the thickest parts of the forest, cats say that the sunlight has never touched the soft ground. there is a large lake north of the camp, large enough that apprentices think of it as an ocean. the forest extends outwards up until the mountains’ edges, which cats consider foolish to try to tackle. young warriors sometimes attempt to climb it. these young warriors are often buried within days of trying. the mountains are fierce and harsh and are to be respected and feared. south of the camp, where the forest begins to thin out again, is a twoleg den that is visited for maybe a moon every leafbare and every greenleaf. the cats do not bother them, and their monster seems to hunt during the day and return to the den at night. a small creek flows from the great lake, flowing south and east of the camp. it is a softly-flowing creek by the time it gets closest to the camp, providing a nice place to sunbathe and relax during greenleaf. up the creek makes for better hunting, and the clan refills their stores during late greenleaf and early leaffall. it is too dangerous to hunt during newleaf due to the rapids, and it freezes over in late leaffall through leafbare and into the first few days of newleaf. the spiritual center is the eldest alder, a small tree past the lake. it is gnarled, ugly, and its roots trip up new visitors to the site. carpet phlox seem to guide the way, blooming in more intense density as the cat approaches the eldest alder. spiritual visitors crawl through the roots into an ancient fox den. the bones of the first leader of alderclan lay there, and is the mouthpiece of starclan to alderclan. alderstar conveys leaders their lives and medicine cats their visions. some cats say her old jaw moves, the bones lifting and forming a cat. others say it is merely a vision of her in her pale heather fur. the eldest alder is the area of the clan’s first camp, before they moved south of the lake for the sake of prey.
the camp is in the middle of a meadow, with bushes and a few trees around the outskirts. wildflowers bloom everywhere, giving the cats from the area a fresh scent. cats make their homes in bush clusters and emptied badger holes. queens, its, and elders live in the biggest badger holes, as they keep the warmest during the freezing winters. warriors and apprentices live in the bush clusters, which provide not as much protection as the badger holes, but enough so none of the cats come down with a case of whitecough. the leader lives in the roots of the biggest alder tree, the same alder tree that new warriors climb during their ceremony.
cats who live in alderclan are isolationists, given the nature of their territory. they are wary of outsiders and do not trust loners easily. “if they want to be friends with alderclan so much,” the clan cats think, “then why do they not become clan cats themselves?” they are loyal to each other, they are loyal to the clan, they only want to get through the harsh winters and thrive. cats who show any sort of disloyalty, even if they merely have a relationship with a cat outside the clan, are cast out for an unmeasured amount of time. cast-outs are usually not welcomed back into the clan, for why would a cat who would betray their clan want to come back to it? precious few cast-outs manage to get back into good graces, and those who do are never fully trusted again. alderclan cats are tightly bound, family for family’s sake.
prey is - rabbits [uc] - squirrels [c] - mice [c] - trout [r] - char [r] - pike-minnow [uc]
ranks are - leader - deputy - medicine cat - warrior - apprentice - queen - kit - elder
[may my founder be this boy?]
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Post by broken on Jul 14, 2019 18:32:54 GMT -8
Number of Cats: 00 she-cats♀ // 01 tom-cats♂ // 00 kits♀♂ Next Visit to Pool of Stars: 7 days | Pebbles: 20
Notes/Clan Activities; ⤹hunting group - bonestar goes on a solo patrol ⤹patrol group - bonestar goes on a solo patrol ⤹forage group n/a ⤹feeding consumption n/a ⤹herbal consumption n/a ⤹healer skills practice n/a ⤹announcements n/a ⤹prey - gerbils/mice, hare, ground squirrels, lizards/skinks, birds ⤹predators - monitor lizard, snakes/vipers, scorpions, caiman , fennec fox, jackal ⤹requests - bonestar requests to be reunited w/ his sister viperstrike ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
it had been over a moon since he had last set eyes upon his sister's red and white form; she had gone out in search of herbs, which were quite difficult to find within their desert home, and it was not uncommon for viperstrike to be gone for several weeks at a time. the pair of them were born into this life, into a bloodline of orientals whose lineage could be traced back to some of the first cats who had formed scarabclan, so he knew that if anyone could handle themselves out there in the harsh desert, it was his sister. but still, she typically took a warrior with her, per his request for safety; he knew she hated it, feeling like he was sending her a babysitter, and this last time she had snuck off without the fighter assigned to go with her. and she had been out there longer than she normally was, so he couldnt help the worry in the back of his mind that something had happened to her. slipping out of his den, he silently made his way along the rocks and climbed down into the mouth of the gods, deciding he would ask for his sisters safe return to the clan soon. he made every pawstep carefully, as the path was a difficult one, very slippery & tight; he however knew the path down to the pool of stars by heart due to the sheer number of times he had taken it. slipping into the bright turquoise water, he felt a shiver run up his spine at the cold water; he knew it would be so cold, it always was, but somehow it still managed to sneak up on him. as he swam out further into the pool so that he could no longer touch the bottom, and then he shut his blue eyes as he began to pray. just as always, it was although he no longer had control of his body, merely floating there, and thats when he saw a brilliant rainbow. he smiled, knowing that meant he would be heard. as three forms approached him, in this vision he bowed down to them; the falcon landed about a foot away from him, with the jaguar coming up on its left side and the jackal coming up on its right side. the kind black jaguar stepped closer to the king and nudged him kindly with her head before returning to her place by the other gods sides; the falcon's dark brown eyes were locked on the flamepoint cats form, and the god nodded at him to say it was time for him to speak. "your highness's; Ra, Bastet, Anubis. as always, thank you all for taking the time to hear my request. i beg of you three to bring my sister back to me, healthy and unharmed. as you know, she went out over a moon ago to search for herbs, and it is unlike her to be gone for so long. please..." the three creatures took in his words, looking at each other and speaking in a nonverbal way. finally, the black jaguar Bastet spoke; "as you know, we cannot make any promises. but we shall see what we can do to aid you. farewell, bonestar. until next time." and just like that, he was in the present again, floating in the pool. swimming back to the edge, he climbed out and shook the water from his short coat. climbing back up through the narrow pathway, he decided the best thing he could do was do a border patrol to see if he could find her, as well as do some hunting to distract himself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ King Bonestar (previously BoneFang)| 32 moons | tom-cat | flamepoint oriental Lives: ★★★★★★★★★
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Priest/Priestess Name | Age | Gender | X Priest/Priestess Apprentice Name | Age | Gender | X
Healer Name | Age | Gender | X Skill Points: ✿✿✿✿✿ Healer Apprentice Name | Age | Gender | X
Fighters Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X
Hunters Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X
Apprentices Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X
Queens Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X Kits Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X
Ally Clans Clan Name | Username Clan Name | Username
Enemy Clans Clan Name | Username Clan Name | Username
Borders North | Clan Name | Username East | Clan Name | Username South | Clan Name | Username West | Clan Name | Username
Medicine Store Herb | Usage Herb | Usage
Fresh-Kill Pile Gerbil/Mouse | x0 | 1 serving Lizard | x0 | 1 serving Ground Squirrel | x0 | 2 servings Skink | x0 | 2 servings Bird | x0 | 3 servings Hare | x0 | 3 servings
Training Pairs ⤿ Mentor | Apprentice ⤿ Mentor | Apprentice
Familial Ties (Parents ⇉ Kits, Sibling ⇄ Sibling, Mate ❣ Mate)
Vipers Den (the dark forest) ⤿name - gender - age when died - cause of death ⤿name - gender - age when died - cause of death
Spirit Servants (starclan cats) ⤿name - gender - age when died - cause of death ⤿name - gender - age when died - cause of death
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hazilnut
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Post by hazilnut on Jul 14, 2019 18:40:01 GMT -8
HAZIL'S REPLIES NEWLEAF ✿ -------------------------------
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| The Season of Spring. During newleaf, kittings will run much smoother and the chances of the queens or kits dying during birth will go down dramatically. There is also a higher chance of you catch more prey than usual. The chances of catching greencough, whitecough and kittencough will go down. With all the snow melting, it is very likely that your territory will start flooding. There will also be more storms that will contribute to the flooding. The odds of finding new cats is very high. |
| Moorclan ⚬ dinolil1 | Mireclan ⚬ katrione | Alderclan ⚬ @softlynx |Alderclan ↪ @softlynx | - Alderclan has been founded. May the cats find safety in one another.
- Your mod will be hazilnut!
- Welcome to the new site! Please let your mod know if you would prefer
free to use images, color ins, descriptions, or a mix for your cats.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2019 20:00:53 GMT -8
*ancient stereotypical egyptian music in the background* the clan of ra is definitely a force to be reckoned with. heavily dependant and trusting of each other, they won't hesitate to bit you - or insult you, or claw you, or kill you if you start off on the wrong paw. a clan worshiping the eqyptian gods and a clan living in a small, knock off pyramid used to promote tourism, these are not cats to approach lightly. considering their pharaoh possessed by a god, the clan will always turn to them for advice and will usually follow however ridiculous it may seem. they revere kits the same way - new blood, new skill - and therefore the pharaoh and the MEDIC discuss planned mates to make sure the strongest blood possible flows through the young of the clan. if the pharaoh is being kind, however, and sees love of any type blossoming between two cats, he/she may assign them to be mates. if you are a loner or rogue coming to join the clan, don't expect a warm welcome. if you're invited to join the clan at all, you have to go through 'the trials of set' to prove yourself worthy. if you complete these trials, the fang of a long dead viper is used to scar an x mark on your right shoulder, marking you forever as a member of the clan of ra. only full grown warriors who have completed these tasks receive a mark. the trials are: first, fighting a scorpion. the MEDIC will have an antidote for the sting if you fail, but you must kill the scorpion to pass this trial. next, you are required to hunt down an animal that can and will fight back - and kill it within two days without eating anything else. if you do not return within sunset of the second day, say goodbye to the clan. unknown to the unlucky trial-taker, clan members will trail them. due to legends of famous pharaohs, the cat is required to of course kill the prey, cover themselves in its blood and take the prey back for the clan. they may then eat. then comes the last test - the viper fight. this is to test the will power of the cat. they are blindfolded with something as 'the viper', a warrior of special rank, sneaks into a tunnel and into the chamber beyond in the camp. the trial-taker is sent into the tunnel to fight a viper. when they reach the cave, the viper will hiss a snake-like noise. if the cat turns and flees, takes of the blind fold, or the viper manages to nip them five times, they lose. if they successfully fight the viper or figure out there is no real snake - just a cat - with their blindfold on, they complete the trial. apprentices go through the trials of GOD NAME as their assessment. if they fail, they're kicked out with a small mark on the left shoulder, marking them as a former member. this is to help the clan cats identify defectors from loners in the city and desert, and to make sure any outside attacks come from normal rogues, not former members. kits are given one word names - names they keep as apprentices and only earn if they pass the trial. a clan name is required, or else the cat is kicked out. cruel, but what the pharaoh sees as necessary to please the gods. ranks ;;pharaoh - leader; said to be inhabited by a god (this is not true); suffix star blaze - leader's mate; they can never inherit the throne of pharaoh, but are highly respected as they parent the pharaoh's heir; suffix is venom heir(s) - the pharaoh's kits. the eldest is set to take the throne. if they die, the honor passes to the second eldest and so on. royal guard - one highly respected warrior and great fighter per family member of the pharaoh; the pharaoh gets two guards soldiers - warriors roamers - cats of warrior age but seen as not fit by the pharaoh to be a warrior. roamers serve as ambassadors and hunters; they will not fight, something seen as a disgrace by the other cats students - apprentices mothers - queens young - kits veterans - elders prey: mice (1 serving), lizards (1 serving), rabbit (two servings), all birds (three servings), snakes (three servings), roadrunner (four servings) predators: humans, coyotes, badgers, a few foxes, golden eagles (for kits) may katrione be my mod? thanks! requesting blazestar as my founder? also borders: north - the pyramids of giza east - desert south - city (closed) west - desert one border will be taken by scarabclan, but which one is unknown as of now. scarabclan and the clan of ra are enemies c:
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2019 20:23:58 GMT -8
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Post by inky on Jul 14, 2019 20:58:45 GMT -8
©ArchiveNumber of Cats: 01 toms // 00 mollies // 00 kits | Next Starclan Visit: Whenever | Pebbles: Here Mod: imp | Notes: Could I only be given images please Rowanstar arched his back, pressing his belly against the cold metal of the wooden plank he had slept on. His jaws parted in a yawn as he rested on his rear, flicking an ear with the effort of trying to see through the fogged up glass in front of him. "Damn dew." He muttered under his breath. Living on an island always led to moisture-filled dawns. Usually, it was nice to walk through the wet grass on a warm, sunlit day after a nice breakfast. But ever since he was sent on his journey, the dew had seeped through his pelt into his muscles and into the pits of his bones, chilling him thoroughly. Sleeping outside was very different than enjoying it in the early morning. His humans always had a nice, comfortably warm atmosphere when he rested, but now he was completely at the mercy of mother nature. As he flicked the tip of his red tail, the tom recalled the even that had occurred only a few months ago. It was a normal night. He was curled up at the foot of his owner's nest and was drifting off to sleep when a starry figure appeared before him, telling him to leave behind his domesticated life and travel to the ocean. Since he had nothing better to do, he decided to comply. Rowanstar figured it would be a fun day trip, but the closer he got, the more he felt a pull in his chest. He decided to sleep on the beach. That was two days ago. The cat had found an abandoned boat and decided to make that his temporary home. Last night, however, the starry cat appeared, giving Rowanstar his new name and revealing the true reason he had been called out here. Now, Rowanstar rose to his paws and dropped down to the wooden floor of the room he claimed as his own. He trotted out to the main deck, feeling his fur fluff up against the chilly island winds. His eyes scanned the shoreline and worked out a game plan in his head. He was chosen to found a Clan, a group of cats that would make this territory their home, and he was taking his job very seriously. "Alright, everyone." He meowed under his breath "Who wants to join SharkClan?"
Patrols: Rowanstar Hunting: Rowanstar Herb Gathering: Training: Rank Changes: Rowanstar becomes the first leader of SharkClan Romance/Births: Other:
Captain: Rowanstar | 32 | M | X Lives: ★★★★★★★★★ | Master: Name | Age | Gender | X
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Queens: Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X | Kits: Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X |
Veterans: Name | Age | Gender | X Name | Age | Gender | X
Medicine Store
Herb | Usage Herb | Usage
Fresh-Kill Pile: Mouse | x0 | 1 servings Vole | x0 | 1 servings Squirrel | x0 | 2 servings Small Fish | x0 | 2 servings Big Fish | x0 | 3 servings Birds | x0 | 3 servings
Mentors: Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Hunting, Battle, Fishing, Swimming, Agility
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Post by chaotic creativity on Jul 14, 2019 21:14:13 GMT -8
vulpesclan, the clan of the frozen marsh
(( missy stretched slowly, her limbs popping and cracking as she let her stiffened up joints stretch. the sunlight beat down on her pelt, and she couldn't stop herself from yawning. a twoleg ran their hand down her spine, and she purred in response. it felt so good to missy when her twoleg petted her. she watched as her twoleg left for work, and then she lipped out the cat flap into the yard. snow fluttered down around her, and she sneezed when a cold snowflake landed on her bright pink nose. her pelt was a beautiful combination of colors, no wonder her twoleg loved her more than the other kittypets in the house. missy abused her privileges all the time, hogging their twoleg's attention and making sure the other kittypets saw her when she slept on the high nest. something felt wrong about today, though, but missy couldn't place her paw on it. she felt the snowflakes hitting her pelt, and suddenly she lurched forward against her will. she vaulted over the fence around the yard, but she couldn't do anything to stop her body from moving. she tried digging her claws into the ground, but she only succeeded in ripping a claw out. hissing out a curse that would make a sailor blush, she realized she was on her way into the forbidden marsh.
my twoleg won't be happy, she thought as she entered the marsh. missy wrinkled her nose at the stench rising from the frozen marsh, and then she realized her paws were leading her up a slope. finally, her paws were free of the frozen muck, but then she realized that there were graves here. why am i in a graveyard? she wondered, and then a familiar ginger pelt stepped out from behind a large tree. "reynard!" she shrieked, delighted to see her old friend as she rushed forward to nuzzle his cheek. they had been mates, once upon a time, but reynard had disappeared before they could successfully have a litter of kits. reynard stepped back, away from missy's rushing body, and growled deep in his throat. missy pulled to a halt, realizing the growl was not cat-like in any way. "who are you?" she hissed, raising her hackles along her spine as she tried to make herself appear bigger.
"my name is vulpes. i have taken the body of this 'reynard' you so deeply care for so that you wouldn't run from my true body," reynard yipped, sounding more dog-like than anything. with that, his features began to bubble and shift, changing shape entirely. within a second, a fox stood in the place of where reynard had been. "i am one of the three gods that preside over this frozen marsh. i have come to request that you lead my vulpesclan. they once existed in mighty numbers, but the terrain was too harsh for their weak bodies. gather strong-willed and strong-minded cats and rebuild my clan!" vulpes explained, and missy just shook her head. she couldn't believe she was being asked to lead the vulpesclan.vulpesclan was a legend in the twolegplace, and missy had heard all the stories. it was common knowledge that the clan disbanded, but she couldn't believe that she was being told to lead the clan. with that thought, two more foxes materialized out of the marsh. one was gray while the other was white.
"we are urocyon and lagopus. we are the other two goddesses of this cursed place. if you accept vulpes's offer, we shall each give you three lives. you will live longer than a normal cat, and you will get nine chances at life. but be wary, my child. certain injuries may rip all nine lives from your body as easily as a fall breaks a bone," the gray one yipped, and missy stepped forward. she held her chin high, letting off an air of importance as she accepted their offer. after the giving of the lives was over with, missy blacked out atop the hill. she did notice that all the graves disappeared, and that dens made of large branches and leaves replaced them, before the darkness took her under completely.))
— vulpesclan is founded! — oasisstar hunts. — oasisstar patrols. — oasisstar requests a moon-walker. — fasting post (1/3) — notes ;; i would like only red, gray, and/or white cats. those are the "chosen" colors of the gods. i would also prefer color-ins. cats | writing
females camp ;;
vixen ;; shaman ;; shaman novice ;;
knights ;; novices ;; mothers ;; cubs ;; ancients ;;
males camp ;; moon-walker ;; tod ;; shaman ;;
shaman novice ;; knights ;; novices ;; ancients ;;
medicine ;; name || usage || amount prey ;; vole || 01 serving || x00 frog || 01 serving || x00 rabbit || 02 servings || x00 small fish || 02 servings || x00 large fish || 03 servings || x00 birds || 03 servings || x00
borders ;; border || clan || user
allies ;; clan || user
enemies ;; clan || user
training ;; mentor || novice || no. training sessions — moves
dark marsh ;; cat || cause of death
cloud marsh ;; cat || cause of death
families ;; mother || father — kits
overviewpopulation ;; one | males ;; zero | females ;; one servings ;; two | pebbles ;; twenty ¤aǀco¤aǀ next request ;; july 14 | mod ;; kacchan
oasisstar¤aǀco¤aǀ oasisstar || molly || thirty-nine moons || star-walker || mate ;; none || kits ;; none || mother ;; unknown || father ;; unknown || siblings ;; unknown
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Post by fish on Jul 14, 2019 22:16:02 GMT -8
SHADECLAN ❦❦ NUMBER OF CATS: 1 ❦ NEXT VISIT BY THE STARS: 7.21 ❦ PEBBLES: X the last several days had been turbulent and unfixed, drasti cally changing what few constants were left over from an al ready chaotic period of weeks. to be thrust unprepared into an intense newfound responsibility while still grieving for th ose who were lost would be jarring for any cat, let alone a warrior whose entire life revolved around order and stability. as it would be, hemlockstar isn't just any cat. the queen accepted her fate evenly, setting aside her ebbin g sorrow and shock to concentrate on swiftly rebuilding her once-glorious clan. when she had been visited in her dream s by the stars, she hadn't even waited for them to propose the question: she knew they wanted her to become the lead er as soon as they began to speak of reforming shadeclan, as she was the only logical choice. with such steady compos ure, she worked as hard and fast as she could to form a cru de hollow into a refined camp, preparing it for the many fut ure warriors she knew would call it home. she shut off her f eelings cleanly and without concern, as all healthy and defi nitely-not-emotionally-disturbed cats can do. with a roll of h er shoulders and a smooth stride forwards, she became wh at she saw as the perfect leader. hemlockstar reasoned that, aside from a leader, a medicin e cat would be the most important part of a clan: illness or injury could befall any cat at any time, and a medicine cat w ould be needed to heal these ailments as soon as possible i n order for the clan to properly function. with this in mind, s he stopped for a quick hunt before heading to the star grove, where her medicine cat awaited her. some days prior, hemlockstar (then hemlockclaw, the last surviving shadeclan cat) had collapsed in the grove, where she was then visited by the stars in her dreams. the stars e xplained that she was needed to rebuild shadeclan, and hem lockstar promptly stepped up to the position of leader, acce pting her new name before it was even bestowed to her. as any shadeclan cat would, hemlockstar respected the stars v ery much, but she also didn't care for dancing around subje cts, as her ancestors so often did. hemlockstar preferred thi ngs be as direct and concise as possible: if she knew where a conversation was going, she'd go ahead and take it there, no buildup needed. with quiet pique, the stars asked hemlo ckstar to scour out a campsite and fix it up, returning when she was finished to receive her first clan member. now that hemlockstar was finished with the camp duties a few days l ater, she was ready to pick up the promised cat, and would attempt to negotiate for a healer. arriving at the star grove, hemlockstar made herself comf ortable in the foxglove patch, settling softly down and fallin g asleep. after a heartbeat of darkness, she was lulled into a world of hazy lights and luminous skies, the world of the s tars. "welcome back, hemlockstar;" the voice seemed to come f rom all around her, blended and sounding of multiple cats s peaking at once. "i give you my reverence, ancestors." hemlockstar dipped her head briefly. "i was told that, when i finished preparing shadeclan's new camp for use, i could come back and receiv e my first clan member. i would like a medicine cat, if possi ble." there was a silence. "your certainty is a double-edged swo rd, hemlockstar. a straightforward leader makes for a stron g ruler, but there are times when respect and face should c ome before curtness." "i hold nothing but respect for you, ancestors," hemlocksta r said with a bow, "but as you said, i must be a strong ruler. shadeclan needs a leader who is direct and rigid, not one w ho embellishes her sentences with meaningless pomp to fei gn honorability." another vexed pause from the stars. "we'll see what we ca n do about the medicine cat."
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DEPUTY: N.A 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 MED CAT: N.A 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ skill points: ✿✿✿✿✿ ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 WARRIOR 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ apprentice: x 〉 APPRENTICE 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ mentor: x 〉 APPRENTICE 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ mentor: x 〉 APPRENTICE 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ mentor: x 〉 APPRENTICE 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ mentor: x 〉 QUEEN 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ kits: x, x, x 〉 QUEEN 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ kits: x, x, x 〉 QUEEN 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ kits: x, x, x 〉 KIT 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ parents: x, x 〉 KIT 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ parents: x, x 〉 KIT 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ parents: x, x 〉 KIT 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ parents: x, x 〉 KIT 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x ❦ parents: x, x 〉 ELDER 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x 〉 ELDER 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x 〉 ELDER 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x 〉 ELDER 〈(image here!) age: x ❦ gender: x 〉 ALLIES 〈clan name ❦ username clan name ❦ username clan name ❦ username 〉 ENEMIES 〈clan name ❦ username clan name ❦ username clan name ❦ username 〉 MEDICINE STORE 〈herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage herb ❦ usage 〉 FRESH-KILL PILE 〈prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings prey ❦ x0 ❦ 0 servings 〉 MENTORS 〈mentor, apprentice ❦ no. of training sessions ❦ moves mentor, apprentice ❦ no. of training sessions ❦ moves 〉 DECEASED CATS 〈cat name ❦ cause of death cat name ❦ cause of death cat name ❦ cause of death cat name ❦ cause of death 〉 FAMILY 〈name ❦ name ❦ kits name ❦ name ❦ kits name ❦ name ❦ kits name ❦ name ❦ kits 〉
LEADER: HEMLOCKSTARage: 80 moons ❦ gender: female ❦ lives: ★★★★★★★★★ a broad-shouldered black she-cat BORDERSnorth clan name ❦ username | east clan name ❦ username | south clan name ❦ username | west clan name ❦ username |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2019 8:55:15 GMT -8
LAUGHCLANA Life Is Worthless Without a Laugh i. one cat ii. one tom iii. nil mollies iv. nil others v. may visit again july 22 vi. nil pebbles vii. two servings needed viii. next kitting in nil moonsLucky Spark crouched beside his leader. The mink point molly's flank was barely moving as she turned towards her deputy. "Lucky," she whispered, yellow eyes glazed with fever. "Be a good leader for my Clan. They're all gone, Lucky. All of my beautiful warriors.. You have to find more!" The dying cat's voice strengthened with passion for a heartbeat as she thrust herself into a sitting position. "You have to save LaughClan! We can't-" she broke off, gasping. "You can't live here anymore. Move LaughClan. Travel to the stone hills with the white tops. They reach into the clouds, you know they're safe. Do it Lucky. I trust in you." With that, the lithe, shaking she-cat collapsed back on her nest. Lucky Spark curled around his friend, and closed his eyes, rhythmically grooming her ears as she curled her tail around his and attempted to sleep.
The next morning, Lucky Spark licked his coldbeliever's flank desperately, but the cat wasn't waking up. He buried his head in her short chest fur, matted with sickness. "Deer's Back! Deer's Back," he whimpered. His leader was dead. Lucky Spark himself was now ColdBeliever. He closed his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief, before snapping his head up. Deer's Back was dead. He had to perform the goodbye ceremony. He was only glad he was immune to the sickness his leader had caught, but he wasn't immune to the reek of death. He fetched lavender and mint from the old medicine cat's den- Stark Night had already fled the collapsing Clan with her apprentice Livid Flame- and licked them into Deer Back's scrappy fur. The deputy latched his teeth in her scruff, the sweet scent of herbs flooding his jaws as he dragged Deer's Back out of her sick-ridden den. The graveyard's formally smooth, prey plenty ground was riddled with graves of the fallen cats and pawprints of the warriors who had deserted LaughClan. The freshly-dug grave which Lucky Spark had prepared as Deer's Back's condition had worsened- the duo could have laughed while filling it in if she'd recovered- but now he lowered her still body into the grave and pressed his nose to the she's head. As her limbs splayed in the dusty hole, Lucky Spark began to intone the ancient ceremony, spoken too many times in the last two moons. "May you find good laughs and warm nights wherever you sleep, my friend," he murmured, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Goodnight, Deer's Back."
After filling in the grave, Lucky Spark lifted his head and stared towards the mountains. The huge rocky cliffs with white tips loomed in the distance and he closed his eyes. This was a terrible idea. He'd have to walk through the forest, over the first cliffs and find a space for LaughClan to re-form. He couldn't do it. But, Lucky Spark reminded himself as he grit his teeth, it was his best friend and kin's dying request to move LaughClan there. Steeling himself, the ginger warrior padded into the forest. All senses alert, he progressed into the main section of LaughClan's territory- LaughClan's old territory now. He tensed as a squirrel skittered above his head, and watched it spring from tree to tree. A laugh bubbled in his belly as he watched the rodent bouncing towards the edge of the forest. Feeling refreshed and finally alive after moons of repressing his laughter for grieving his dying Clan, Lucky spark exploded with laughter and sprinted through the forest. His ears perked as he reached the border markers, as though it was merely a patrol. He scented the air to check for "intruders", although now he, the last member of LaughClan, was abandoning the forest anyone could take over. He crossed the marker line. There, a bare waste lay ahead, scattered with thick bushland and tall grass. He trotted cautiously along until he reached the single twoleg nest, where Stark Night used to gather catmint. But a different scent reached his nostrils now: the scent of another cat.
"Hello?" Lucky Spark whispered, still giggling to himself. The word along with the chuckle echoed through the abandoned twoleg nest. Except it clearly wasn't abandoned any longer. A red and white tom emerged from a shadowy corner, eyes dancing. "Hello!" he screeched loudly, far too loudly. The yowl blasted Lucky Spark, but he still laughed to himself, causing even more echoes. "I'm Windcall," the new cat meowed loudly. "I live Her, what about you? I hope you live somewhere very far away, because this is my place only."
Lucky Spark examined the patched cat in confusion. He had scruffy, tattered fur covered in wet moss and algae. "Are you sure?" Lucky asked. "It looks kind of wet." A spark of hope lit up in his mind, perhaps this could be the first warrior for his new founding of LaughClan. "It's perfect," Windcall snapped. "Really? Wouldn't you prefer to live in a Clan?" Lucky hinted, working on the tom's warrior name. To his pleasure, Windcall's eyes lit up for a moment. "Well, maybe I could check it out. Where is this Clan of yours?"
"This way!" Lucky cheerfully mewed, and led Windcall away. "Towards the mountains, Wind Call," he finished, enunciating each section of the Tom's new name carefully. "It's Windcall, and what's yours?" his new traveling companion muttered. "Lucky Spark, and you'll have to get used to the separated version my friend." Lucky Spark leapt towards the mountains, running away from the old twoleg nest. Wind Call followed his new "friend" with only a slight snarl. Eventually, the two males arrived at the first small mountain. A winding cliff path rushed up the rock, and Lucky pounced on it. He pelted up the cliff, pressing close to the wall.
Wind followed just as confidently, springing along the stone walk. They slowed as the pathway thinned and bordered a crevice. Lucky wrinkled his nose in blank horror as a gap opened up in front of them. They'd just turned a corner and were faced with a huge opening in the track. Wind Call shot a look at Lucky Spark. "Come on! This is easy!" Wind crouched and flew across the hole, clawing his way up onto the other side. "Easy!" Wind exclaimed, turning back to Lucky. "Just jump!" Lucky paused, glaring at the irritating cat. "Can't you do it?" Wind sneered. Scowling, Lucky backed up and catapulted himself across. He landed a good tail length further than Wind and shot him a pleased smile.
The two rounded the tip of the mountain, dragging their way through huge snowbanks. Wind watched scornfully as Lucky sprinted, tripped and tumbled down the near verticle side of the mountain. Wind followed in a run, and they skidded to a stop on a ledge sticking out of the mountain. Panting, Lucky looked around. Behind the two warriors, a huge cave gaped. Wind marched straight in and sniffed. "Cold, wet." Lucky stayed outside, examining the sticky snow clumped in his leg fur. He laughed aloud as he shook scraps of icy snow from his pelt.
"Oi, there's a lake in here!" Wind yelled. Lucky trotted in and examined it. It was a strange cave, a huge lake at one side, tucked in one side was a gigantic wall of snow. A ledge led to a comfy looking den, and as Lucky Spark looked in the den he spotted what appeared to be more dens. Taking a deep breath, Lucky dived through the water. To his surprise, he emerged into air. Breathing in, he laughed again, loud and long. "This is perfect! Absolutely perfect!" he giggled. "Wind, you can sleep here," he called up, only to find the other tom appearing from a side tunnel. "Yes, this looks good."
Lucky exited the underwater area and bounded into what he decided was his den. "Goodnight, LaughClan!" Lucky Spark laughed. "Goodnight," Wind Call muttered. Lucky was soon asleep, but as he sank into a dream, his amber eyes snapped open. He walked towards the main camp and found shimmering pawsteps making a trail towards the snow wall. Plunging forwards, Lucky found himself enveloped with snow. Soon enough he awoke in a new place, snowy tundra with nine huge boulders facing him. As he watched, nine matching cat forms appeared on each rock.
"Lucky Spark," a clear, laughing new broke through his concentration. "You have found us." It was Deer's Back. "Are you ready?" Lucky nodded wordlessly, swallowing the temptation to break out laughing. "Then I give you your first life. May this life let you lead with compassion." Lucky cried out as Deer's Back touched her muzzle to his. The first life filled him with impossible pain, burning and searing his insides. i. coldbeliever makes a request! may a medicine cat join laughclan ii. coldbeliever hunts iii. coldbeliever patrols iv. the clan consumes 0/2 servings v. proof of wind call joining Leader: ColdBelieverLucky Spark | 90 | tom | ◆Lives: ★★★★★★★★★ Deputy: Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Medicine Cat: Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Skill Points: ✿✿✿✿✿ Warriors: Wind Call | 29 | tom | ◆Rising Dawn | 26 | molly | ◆Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Apprentices: Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Queens: Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Kits: Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Elders: Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Name | Age | Gender | ◆ Ally Clans: Clan Name | Username Clan Name | Username
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Fresh-Kill Pile: Rabbit | x0 | 2 servings | 0 total Shrew | x0 | 1 servings | 0 total Squirrel | x0 | 2 servings | 0 total Hare | x0 | 3 servings | 0 total Stoat | x0 | 3 servings | 0 total Eagle | x0 | 3 servings | 0 total
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