bugbelly
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Post by bugbelly on Jul 15, 2019 9:46:51 GMT -8
> — - population: 1 mollies, 0 toms, 0 non-binary, 1 total — - < > — - serving size: 2 — - < > — - next request: 7/22 — - < > — - pebbles: 0 — - < > — - mod: Duplex — - < > — - font credit: © — - <
Myshka stared at the sun, her eyes squished so she didn’t have her eyes burn. Slowly her eyes fully closed, intent on enjoying the warmth of the sun. “Myshka? Myshka!” her sister yowled before barreling over to the light colored molly. Myshka opened one of her minty green eyes to glance over at Zvezda. The slightly darker molly meowed “Mother has been looking for you since noon.” Myshka flattened her ears “Why?”
Zvezda kinked her tail over her back “You don’t remember? The housefolk are coming around today.” she sniffled. Myshka blinked, now she remembered, “Ok Zvezda, I’ll be right in.” Myshka stared at the stone fence.
Zvezda stood there for a moment longer before swiftly disappearing through the cat door back into the cottage. Myshka glanced at her paws, she didn’t understand why they had to leave. Momma said something about their current folks moving or something of that nature, but why couldn’t they go? Myshka glanced back at the stone fence. Taking a breath, she got up from her sitting position. She walked backward until her tail was poking the wooden walls of the cottage.
She took a running start, jumping on the smaller gate of the garden before leaping to the stone fence. She barely stopped herself from running over the fence. She glanced back at the cottage one more time, Sorry momma, but I’m staying. She gently leaped down from the fence, lupines softly scraping her paw pads as she leaped down. Letting in a breath of cold air, she ran from the cottage surging past the tall lupines and uncut grass. Her fur was blown back from the wind, but she kept going, determined to get to The Trees.
When she had reached The Trees she slowed down, coming to a complete stop about a tail-length into The Trees. Myshka looked around, she never had been this far into the trees before. Momma had told her The Trees were dangerous for them and to steer clear. Solnyshko had tried to ask Momma why it was so dangerous once but she didn’t answer. Myshka stared at the flora as she walked through the trees.
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Myshka had lost track of time as she explored the forest. She wobbled forward on three legs, groaning. She missed momma, and Solnyshko, even Zvezda. Myshka felt itchy, she had a huge thorn in her paw and she could tell the sun was starting to fall.
Myshka walked onward for a few moments before seeing the tall trees thin out. Her ears perked up and put on a small burst of energy to, hopefully, end up in the tall lupines and grass just behind the housefolk houses. But the ground below her paws was rocky and uneven. Myshka closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. The land in front of her was a valley, two springs stuck out in the mostly green and gray landscape. Large bushes sat at the base of one of the steeply rising mountains. She flattened her ears, frowning. Maybe those bushes could provide her with a nesting spot. Wobbling her way to the bushes, careful to not go tumbling down the slight rocky decline.
She had to pause for just a moment after leaving the rocky landscape for a more grassy scape. The bush was just a few tail-lengths ahead of her now. Putting on her last burst of energy to reach the bushes. She stared at bushes, unsure how to pass it. She scoured the perimeter of the bushes until she found a small opening in the bushes. Myshka sucked in a breath before throwing herself headfirst into the opening. She had managed to get her head through on her first shot. Poking a paw through the opening she pulled herself through. Hissing as her belly fur was caught on a vine hidden in the mass of bushes.
She sat down by the entrance, licking at the slight blood that sprinkled from her vine wound. While she had a moment to breathe she tried to remove the thorn from her paw pad. After a few moments of nipping at her paw, she had successfully removed the thorn. She spat it to the side and glanced behind her.
It was a lot bigger than Myshka original thought, there was maybe 4 bigger bushes that looked a little dilapidated and what looked like a giant tree trunk. She walked forward as she stared at the den, trying to make out details was hard since the sun was close to setting. But she tried her hardest and just as she could make out what seemed to be large holes rotted away in the largest den she slammed into something solid. Bouncing back she bristled at whatever had stopped her.
Her eyes widened as she realized she had rushed into a large rock. She looked the rock up and down, noticing another small opening below the rock. Glancing around at the other dens, Myshka thought this must be the most secure den. Gently slipping down into the den, she narrowed her eyes at the gloom of the den. She let out a large groan, too tired to try another den. She flopped down onto the softest part of the den. She closed her eyes and tried to get comfortable. Soon sleep had come for her, driving her into a deep slumber.
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Before long Myshka felt a chilly breeze ruffled her fur. She crowed farther into the ground, Where is the draft coming from… Wait. She opened her eyes, lifting her head up from the ground. The dark, dusty den was an open plain. The ground felt springy underpaw, large chunks of heather grew farther from her. The whole landscape was pale and it shimmered in the pale sunlight. She raised up from the ground. Now that she was standing, the farther away landscape was almost fuzzy. She started walking at a brisk pace hoping to find something other than thin grass and heather. She looked up at the sky as she walked on.
“Myshka.”
Myshka lashed her head around, unsure at who or what had uttered her name.
“Myshka.”
Myshka sat down, sit lashing her head back and forth.
“Myshka.”
Myshka closed her eyes, pressed a paw to her face. She breathed in and opened her eyes just a moment later.
Myshka leaped back, a glowing figure stood in front of her. Despite the cat being very shimmery and very glowing white she could make out large brown Bengal spots. Her face and ears were slightly darker and her icy blue eyes stood out against her dark fur. “Myshka.” The cat meowed softly “I am Iceshade, former warrior of Icicleclan.”
Myshka stared at the cat, Icicleclan? Show how the name sounded familiar to her but she didn’t think she had ever heard a cat mention it. “What’s Icicleclan?” Myshka asked, holding her breath. The cat’s face saddened, her neutral expression becoming slightly one of sadness. “Icicleclan disappeared long ago, I was the only one I know of that escaped the valley.” Her face lightened, her eyes seemingly burned into her pelt. “But now… it can be revived” she whispered.
Myshka’s eyes widened in surprise “Your not thinking of me, are you?!” Iceshade blinked “if you're up to the challenge.” Myshka stared down at her paws, digging her claws into the earth. Myshka looked up at the dark Bengal “Why me?” Iceshade replied, “Your one of the last cats left with relations to Icicleclan,” her eyes glittered “Zolotse was my daughter, we are kin, Myshka.”
The shimmering cat curled her tail over her paws. Myshka stared at the molly. They were kin? Myshka’s ears perked up.
“I’ll do it.”
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Myshka felt the nest below her as the starry land slowly faded away. Myshka opened her eyes slightly, closing them again before getting up. She climbed out of the leader’s den. The sun was rising.
Myshka remembered vividly what happened after she confirmed she would revive Icicleclan the dark Bengal molly pressed her nose to Myshka’s forehead. The pain burned through her, it was hard to stay standing when the pain got to her legs. She scrunched her eyes closed and put all of her strength into standing. Although the pain made everything 100 times harder Myshka made out Iceshade’s voice talking about lives. With Frosted Stars' powers, she had given her the 9 lives of a leader.
“I hail you by your new name, Mousestar. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and Frosted Stars grants you the guardianship of Icicleclan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity.” the other molly meowed before the land faded from Mousestar.
Mousestar glanced around the camp, a lot of work had to be done. Mousestar needed to remove rotting plants, debris, and replace the old slate nests. Mousestar flickered her tail I’ll go hunting first.
Snaking through the camp entrance, she soon rushed through the second spring in the valley, content to explore her new clan’s land.
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[PATROLS] Mousestar hunts. Mousestar patrols.
[REQUEST] Mousestar requests a warrior.
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duplex
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Post by duplex on Jul 15, 2019 11:01:35 GMT -8
spiderclan located in the netherlands in western europe, spiderclan lives up to their name with their odd, eclusive bahaviour and their unpleasant reputation. they are a useful ally, and a dangerous enemy. they problem is that they have many more enemies than allies. - I'm fine with any mod!- ftu images, please!- my replies will be up soon
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2019 14:48:07 GMT -8
" there is no gathering the rose
without being pricked by the thorns "
centercentercentthe clan, alike their mantra, is a fierce group of cats who value their morals and dignity above all else. they stick to their territory and tend to stay isolated within such, often refusing to attend gatherings, and rarely taking clans as allies. the clan focuses deeply on itself and the promotion of family values, as the rose is stronger the more thorns it has. as such the clan comes off as a mystery to outsiders and those who wish to join the clan must endure a series of tasks just to enter their camp. once apart of the icy clan you will find a completely different outlook. the cats are kind to one another, they work as one for even the tiniest of tasks. kits are cared for not by their single mother but by all who had recently birthed. the clan focuses deeply on its bond within and treats outsiders with no remorse. they are not often to join in on arguments between clans but are not scared to let a few drops of blood spill into their garden. the territorynorth nothing of real note, mostly fields & such, but there is a large abandoned warehouse where clan outsiders are to stay before they're invited inside of the camp ( warehouse has no comfy beddings and cats sleep on cold condrete floor. east there is a small lake for fishing, the two-legs often occupy the lake during full blooms where they sit in machines on the lake middle large mountains with a flat top where the stone pools sit south small town of two legs, camp is in this part of territory within an abandoned green-house west more fields backing onto the mountains where the stone pools sit. will be expanded on in the archive thread the beliefsthe misted - inhabitants of the misted wood, these creatures are not ancestors but godly protectors and providers, these are the cats the clan prays too and they are good cats that seeds and sprouts are told tales of, they are creatures of legend and speak only to the herbists and buds ( except if a cat is in desperate need and they are worthy enough for the misted to listen to ) cats of hidden - these are also creatures of legend that make their home in the hidden wood, they work to send the clans into ruin and despair by tearing them apart inside out, they will guise themselves as the misted to gain the trust of unknowing cats ( although they're called cats of hidden they're often not feline at all, typically snakes, marmots, or foxes ) the flowering - the process has each sprout sat before a seed at the edge of the stone pools, the sprouts will all fall into step with the herbist and they must pray to the misted wood for aid in growing this seed for the betterment of the clan, it is done in the span of one night, there is never a guarantee of finding an herbist sprout during a flowering ( but that does not mean they aren't already amongst them they're just not ready for their true potential ), the seed will bloom into a flower by morning light or the seed will crumble into marmot dung by morning. more religion stuff i will be putting in the archive to not overwhelm all at once! the ranksrose [1] - the leader of the clan, they are chosen by the buds, are often males, they are the "figure-head" of the clan and mostly just deal w/ problems including other clans, upon gaining their nine lives the buds are to take one life each ( symbolic of them having more power than the rose and they can take what has been given ) buds [2] - the "deputy" of the clan, they are traditionally hand-picked by the misted wood ( if in dire need the herbist will choose ), they have say over everything done inside clan territory herbist [1] - this is the clan medicine cat, they have no role outside of tradition, strictly forbidden to take a mate and have seeds, are allowed one sprout once the herbist turns 60 moons thorns [∞] - the warriors of the clan, typically separated into sharp and lovely, sharp thorns do border patrols and protect the clan, lovely thorns hunt and provide for the clan, they also have separate dens and it is typically frowned upon for a sharp and lovely to mate ( sharps w/ sharps and lovelies w/ lovelies for the sake of genetics ) sprouts [∞] - these are the apprentices, each sprout trains with one sharp and one lovely to see where they fit best, if the herbist can take a sprout all sprouts will attend a flowering to see which is to become the next herbist ( even sprouts who are about to become thorns ) petals [4] - these are the queens, they have been limited to a total of four queens per season to ensure stability within the clan, there are often events to decide who is allowed to mate seeds [∞] - the kits of the clan, they often don't know their own lineage as it is frowned upon for cats to create a family outside of the entire clan family, they are named by all petals a moon before becoming sprouts ( giving time to fully understand who the cat is before labeling them ) wilts [12] - the clan elders, is not an open position, if you cannot aide the clan you cannot be a part of the clan, this is often only filled by highly respected thorns who could have been rose, past herbists, and buds who have grown to old to properly care for the clan ( those not allowed entry into this position are sacrificed to the waking cats ) the lingomisted wood - starclan, though these cats are not so often ancestors but gods who intend on aiding the clan hidden wood - dark forest, the hidden wood is not spoken of, it is a great insult to relate it to any cat, those in the hidden wood are a group of cats set on creating the downfall of the misted wood stone pools - alike to the moon poo/stone, it's atop the mountains and is a sacred part for communication with the misted [ if a cat is unworthy, they may be approached by a cat of hidden in the guise of a misted ] flowering - is the process to determine herbists, it is done once per herbist and only after they have requested aid and are above 60 moons new buddings - spring, growth of new flowers full blooms - summer, all flowers are blooming wilting ground - fall, flowers outside of camp wilt empty ground - winter, outside of camp is flowerless to be continued? the predators && preythey're threatened by - fox [ uncommon ], adder [ uncommon ], dogs [ common ], bear [ rare ], two-leg [ common ], more to come... they hunt - mice [ common ], vole [ uncommon ], marmot [ common ], rabbit [ uncommon ], big fish [ uncommon ], crows [ rare ] other i would like for this beauty to be my first rose, & for future reference if all new cats can be f2u images that'd be great!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2019 15:46:56 GMT -8
VoudonClan Known as the “Clan of Undead” by most of their neighbors, these cats are a Southern Louisiana-based clan that follows a very open-minded and religiously-influenced lifestyle. These cats tend to have a Southern Gothic vibe to them, oftentimes telling lore and legends of the creatures they share their marshland-settled camp with. VoudonClan’s hierarchy strongly reflects that of “regular” clans, with a leader, deputy, medicine cats, etc., but they worship their supreme god, Bondye, as well as the spirits known as Iwa, in an old ruins called the Peristil.
May I request Duplex as my mod, as well as a long-furred molly as my founder?
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Post by duplex on Jul 15, 2019 18:46:53 GMT -8
scarabclan
↬ bonestar catches x1 hare ↬ bonestar finds a potential apprentice!
↬ bonestar is overjoyed to find his sister waiting for him back at camp after he returns from speaking with the spirit servants! (if you'd like a photo, let me know!) __________________________________________________________________
icicleclan
↬ mousestar catches x1 lemming and x1 sable ↬ mousestar finds a potential warrior! ↬ moustar's request is fulfilled! she is sent a warrior!
notestemplate credit! hh I'm sorry for the delays. my mental health has gone to shit, my senses ganged up on me and beat me up for spare coins which is a contrived way of saying I've been near sensory overload for like a week now and I'm stressed and yeah it's not fun. tagged scarabclan icicleclan
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Post by broken on Jul 15, 2019 20:20:19 GMT -8
☼SCARABCLAN☼ # of Cats: 01 she-cats♀ / 02 tom-cats♂ / 00 kits♀♂ next request: bonestar requests a fighter||| pebbles: 20 bonestar goes hunting & on border patrol viperstrike goes out searching for herbs.
herb storage ; 1x catmint, 1x fennel, 1x rush, 1x thyme, 1x lavenderprey storage ; 1x hare (3 serv.)Bonestar | King | 33 moons | x | Viperstrike | Healer | 33 moons | x | Dustpaw | Apprentice | 6 moons | x |
as the flamepoint tom-cat emerged from the mouth of the gods, his mind still clouded with concern for his missing sister, he heard this all-too-familiar sharp yowling voice coming from within the greenery of the oasis. he had to force himself to keep from grinning, which would have been a rare feat, and he tried his best not to rush down the rocky landscape and into the grass & trees. approaching the white & red form of his sister, he noticed she had a small grey fluffball at her side, and she was scolding him for some reason or another. "really viperstrike, you just got home & you're already yelling at someone? how typical." approaching her at a reasonable pace, he allowed a deep purr to rumble in his throat as he rubbed his head against hers. of course, typical viperstrike fashion, she scoffed at him & pulled away, returning her paws to checking over the grey apprentice beside her before replying to her twin. "oh really bonestar, like you're one to judge me brother. shouldnt you be overjoyed that i've returned, and with one of our missing apprentices?"
at her words, the tom immediately scrunched his eyes together, slightly confused, and turned his focus to the little tom that his sister was looking over for injuries. thats when he realized who the apprentice was, & his focus was intensely on the small tom, practically getting in his face with how close he was; he meant nothing malicious but lord was he in shock. "dustpaw! where the hell have you been? toadcroak and you went out for training exercises two weeks ago; we thought you were dead!" his harsh tone & stern eyes caused the nervous apprentice to let out a bit of a fearful squeak, practically balling in on himself so that his body appeared as small as possible as he stuttered out to speak. "there was a sandstorm so we had to take shelter! there was some rocks and we dove into this little hole that we saw. but-but... after the storm was over, toadcroak's foot slipped and he stepped too far back into the den and... there was a monitor lizard. he-he-he didnt stand a-a chance... i bolted out when i heard his screams, and when i looked back, all that i was was blood.. i had to keep running. and then i just i got lost and hadnt been able to find my way back to camp."
he lowered his head in shame as tears welled up in his eyes, and thats when viperstrike jumped in again. "lucky for him, i found him out there, so far he was practically in the clan of ra's territory. he doesnt appear to have any injuries; just dehydration and close to starvation." the king was still trying to process; toadcroak had been close to his and viper's age; the three of them had grown up together, & while he never would admit it out loud, he considered the tom to have been a friend. the loss... shaking his head he cleared his throat. "dustpaw, let viperstrike do as she sees fit with you and then go get some rest." he turned his back on the two cats and climbed up to his den's ledge, letting a loud yowl ring out in the oasis. he paused, waiting for all eyes to be on him before he spoke. "a lost member has been returned to us, thank the gods! dustpaw is shaken but uninjured. the unfortunate news, is that dustpaw will need a new mentor. he will be given a week to rest and recuperate before this new mentor will be assigned to him."
his large ears perked up at the sound of voices, and he heard the confusion in the clan as much as he saw it; there were questions about toadcroak circulating between all of the cats. he didnt want to bring it up, but he knew he had to hide his pain & put on a strong face for the clan. letting out a sharp hiss to regain everyones attention, he spoke out again. "toadcroak was killed by a monitor lizard; this is why dustpaw did not return to us, because without toadcroak he, as such a young apprentice, got lost. toadcroak will not be forgotten, and although his ending was not how we had envisioned it, but it was not in vain. we know that he is with the gods now, among the stars. tonight, we will hold a vigil for him starting at sundown; all who are old enough to participate will not sleep nor speak tonight." with a nod of his head to the clan, they dispersed, and he slipped into his den to mourn the loss privately.
Allies; The Clan of Ra (western border) & Spiderclan
⤹prey - gerbils/mice, hare, ground squirrels, lizards/skinks, birds
⤹predators - monitor lizard, snakes/vipers, scorpions, caiman, fennec fox, jackal
edited on 7/21 to include my request for a fighter, 7 days after my last request!
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hazilnut
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Post by hazilnut on Jul 15, 2019 20:21:53 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 |The Clan of Ra ↪ @lucifer | - In order to keep clan distribution even, your mod will be imp.!
- 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.
| Nocturneclan ↪ @valkyrie
| - May Starclan guide the path of the newly founded Nocturneclan.
- In order to keep clan distribution even, your mod will be Chamrosh!
- 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.
| Spiderclan ↪ duplex
| - Spiderclan sneaks onto the scene. What will its future hold?
- Your mod will be deimos!
- 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.
| Roseclan ↪ @mellifluous
| - Roseclan has been founded, but it's bloom will not be without sacrifice.
- Your mod will be amethyst14!
- 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.
| Voudonclan ↪ @rancidcactus | - The spirits murmur with approval at the founding of Voudonclan.
- Your mod will be duplex!
- 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 16, 2019 0:27:21 GMT -8
IceClan The Clan of Daredevils IceClan is a group of cats who were descended from the light-pelted, courageous Ice Storm, friend to Sea Breeze (founder of SeaClan) and Cloud Chaser (founder of CloudClan). They are usually light in pelt color, and their pelts stick out like sore thumbs in the pine forests of northern Scotland they call home. They have learned to become brave and courageous, to the point of naivety and foolishness, to make up their lack of camouflage. They are quite the tough bunch, not likely to open up to strangers without good reason, but underneath their tough exterior, you can tell - they are sweet, and perhaps a little lonely. IceClan territory lies entirely within the pine forests just south of SeaClan, in northern Scotland. The stretch of SeaClan territory they call the Pine Grove used to be where the original camp of IceClan lay, but as SeaClan occupies this stretch, the modern Clan uses the rest of the pine forest. What makes IceClan unique is that they do not have a main camp - the cats are left to their own devices to find shelter along a small circle of pine trees surrounding an oddly-barren stretch of ground. The exception is that of the nursery. The nursery comprises of a dilapidated Twoleg nest (abandoned cottage) from countless moons ago that still stands as a monument to the days of human settlement once upon a time. The prey consists of mice (1), voles (1), squirrels (2), small songbirds (2), and crows (3). This is my third clan - SeaClan and CloudClan (coming soon(tm)) are on CS. I am requesting a white cat as my leader, and deimos as my mod. <what is coding, I'll never know>
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2019 3:40:12 GMT -8
━━━━━━━━ the inheritance of descentclan ━━━━━━━━❖ number of cats: 37 | 19 ♂ - 18 ♀ | servings: 6 servings > 1 more posts next visit to moonpool: 07/12/19 upcoming kittings: none | injuries: none clan trial: noneit was with a sigh, that Nightseer entered the leader's den, only to find it empty. turning on his paws, he left the entrance of the tree trunk, glancing around to find Viperstar talking with his mate, Mistice. they were apparently talking about kits, and he stalked the two, overhearing the she-cat's desire to be a queen again. apparently, Viperstar was agreeing with that. that would certainly help Nightseer convince the leader to find him a good apprentice to help him. after all, the clan had grown a lot during the last few moons, and he was sure that Viperstar and Mistice weren't the only ones that were planning on having a litter...
"i will make sure to ask StarClan for a worthy apprentice that will help you in your daily tasks," Viperstar nodded, not even trying to doubt Nightseer's words. that was easier than he thought, considering how the leader was reluctant at adding new members to the clan. but he got more lenient about that, probably because of all the new cats that had joined the clan and proved to be worthy of staying.
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the borders are open for new cats that want to join the clan
clan events viperstar asks starclan for a medicine cat apprentice (may this one be the cat? if i am breaking the rules, i apologize) viperstar mates with mistice again
patrols Nightseer goes herb hunting and practices medicine
hunting Sandfur, Coalnose, Dewmist, Fawnspring, Fogshade, Frostedleaf Mistice, Sunstream, Silverstep, Littletail, Ghostcloud
border Cedarwatcher, Falconleap and Pantherclaw go on patrol
supplies question: how many pebbles do my den materials convert to? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
[/b][/font] Viperstar | 82 moons | ♂ | ✧Lives: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Deputycat name | - moons | ♂/♀ | ✧ AdvisersBluerye | 103 moons | ♂ | ✧Frostaster | 102 moons | ♀ | ✧Medicine CatNightseer | 34 moons | ♂ | ✧skill points: 5/5 Apprentice Medicine Catcat name | - moons | ♂/♀ | ✧ WarriorsCedarwatcher | 86 moons | ♂ | ✧Falconleap | 84 moons | ♂ | ✧Pantherclaw | 83 moons | ♀ | ✧Mistice | 78 moons | ♀ | ✧Sunstream | 75 moons | ♀ | ✧Silverstep | 69 moons | ♂ | ✧Ghostcloud | 63 moons | ♀ | ✧Batfang | 62 moons | ♂ | ✧Shadedfrost | 57 moons | ♀ | ✧Frostedleaf | 53 moons | ♀ | ✧Bramblestrike | 44 moons | ♂ | ✧Sandfur | 35 moons | ♂ | ✧Coalnose | 25 moons | ♂ | ✧Dewmist | 25 moons | ♀ | ✧Fawnspring | 25 moons | ♀ | ✧Zephyrwind | 23 moons | ♂ | ✧Basildusk | 23 moons | ♂ | ✧ Fogshade | 22 moons | ♂ | ✧Littletail | 21 moons | ♀ | ✧Swiftstep | 18 moons | ♂ | ✧Honeypelt | 18 moons | ♀ | ✧Apprentices:cat name | - moons | ♀ | ✧ Queens:Creamheart | 76 moons | ♀ | ✧Feathermist | 62 moons | ♀ | ✧Cloverstem | 55 moons | ♀ | ✧cat name | - moons | ♀ | ✧ Kits:Tawnykit | 3 moons | ♂ | ✧ Flarekit | 3 moons | ♀ | ✧Larchkit | 3 moons | ♂ | ✧Pebblekit | 3 moons | ♀ | ✧Minnowkit | 3 moons | ♀ | ✧ (half blind) Reedkit | 3 moons | ♂ | ✧Sedgekit | 3 moons | ♂ | ✧Rimekit | 2 moons | ♂ | ✧Cloudkit | 2 moons | ♀ | ✧cat name | - moons | ♂/♀ | ✧ Elders:cat name | - moons | ♂/♀ | ✧[/font][/div][/ul][/ul][/ul][/div] [/b][/font] northern border | spiderclan | k a e d e eastern border | clan | user southern border | clan | user western border | twistedclan | spasticjazzhands Ally and Enemy Clans:clan | user | ally/enemy Fresh-Kill Piles:mice | x 2 | 1 serving minnows | x 0 | 1 serving squirrel | x 2 | 2 serving small fish | x 7 | 2 serving birds | x 0 | 3 serving big fish | x 0 | 3 serving Medicine Storeborage | 1 | bring down fever, produce more milk burdock root | 2 | heal rat bites catmint | 1 | treat greencough and whitecough chamomile | 1 | soothe mind chervil | 1 | treat infected wounds and bellyache chickweed | 1 | treat greencough cobwebs | 4 | stop bleeding daisy leaves | 2 | ease pain of aching joints heather nectar | 1 | easier swallowing and sweeter mixtures holly berries | 1 | poisonous horse tail | 1 | treat infection and stop bleeding juniper berries | 1 | soothe bellyache, ease beathing mallow leaf | 1 | soothe bellyache marigold | 2 | stop infection and bleeding mint | 1 | hide the scent of death poppy seed | 1 | soothe shock and distress ragwort leaves | 1 | aching joints and keep strength up raspberry leaves | 1 | ease pain, stop bleeding tansy | 1 | cure coughs, wounds and poison willow leaves | 1 | stop vomiting wintergreen | 1 | treat wounds and poison yarrow | 1 | extract poison from wounds den materialstwigs x 1 feathers x 1 moss x 1 leaves x 0 rock x 0 mud x 1 Mates:Brokentwig & Softlily↪ Coalnose, Fawnspring, Deerkit, Dewmist Viperstar & Mistice ↪ Zephyrwind, HazekitDuskstar & Frostaster ↪ Fogshade, Littletail ( adopted ) Batfang & Feathermist ↪ Rimekit, Cloudkit Nightseer & Cloverstem ( forbidden ) ↪ Tawnykit, Flarekit unknown & Creamheart ↪ Larchkit, Pebblekit, Minnowkit, Reedkit, Sedgekit Mentors:Batfang ▸ Swiftpaw :: fight, hunt, swim, climb Pantherclaw ▸ Honeypaw :: fight, hunt, swim, climb mentor ▸ apprentice :: move, move, move Deceased Cats:Robinflight | 58 moons | ✧ - debris [/font][/div][/ul][/ul][/ul][/div][/center][/left] ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ trivia: advisers are chosen by the leader and have a very important role among the clan, but in the end, the decision are all made by the leader. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ insert info here ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ rules: the leader can be helped by the advised and the deputy, but its word is the one that shall be followed. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ outsider cats shall be put on a test after three moons to be fully accepted in the clan. it's the leader, the deputy and the advisers' decision to accept them or not. it doesn't apply to cats sent by starclan, though. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2019 8:27:28 GMT -8
number of cats: 001 | next eldest alder visit: whenever | pebbles: 20
creek walked. he could not stop walking. what would it matter if he stopped? he figured with the same sort of logic what would it matter if he walked, but he needed to. he needed to get away. if he stopped the ghosts of his friends might catch up with him. he walked. running water. running water! his mouth dried, he panted, he hadn’t had fresh water in so long, he hadn’t been able to stop in so, so long. he gulped his fill and sat for a moment, looking down at a gaunt face with hollow eyes. his friends stared back at him. “no! please, no, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry…” he screamed as he skittered away from the water. the tom covered his face with his paws, as if that would hide his shame. when was the last time he slept? when was the last time he took a moment and just breathed? that’s why he saw his friend’s faces. he couldn’t remember when he stopped. he was driving himself insane with grief. small pale purple flowers bloomed, headed towards a forest. when was the last time he ate? his stomach growled in anger from being abandoned. he walked with the flowers, they were soft on his paws. his long-damaged paws. they grew thicker, more vibrant as he carried on; the visual emphasis encouraged him to continue. a grotesque-looking tree sprouted on the skyline, surrounded by wildflowers and carpet phlox so purple and fragrant he thought he was dreaming. but no, the dryness of his eyes told him that he had not slept in a long long while. a small hole showed itself in the roots of the gnarled tree, a den of sorts. he tripped over a root crawling in, but that was a small price to pay for a safe place to sleep. it was pitch dark in the tree, no moonlight trickling through the roots. his eyes adjusted quickly to the lack of light, but they did not adjust to the fact that there was a pile of bones in front of him. he yowled and attempted to crawl back out of the tree, but he could not find the entrance. it was too dark. he was stuck here, with a pile of bones, and his eyelids were pulling themselves shut. desperate, he curled himself up as far away from the bones as he could manage, squeezing his eyes tight and pretending they were not there. sleep came quickly, quickly and strong and he fell into the ocean of slumber he long bothered not to swim in. he awoke in the dead of night. a pale heather molly appeared in front of him, shimmering and gleaming. she was lovely, she was ancient. creek felt awed in her presence. “hello, little one. i am alderstar, ancient ancestor leader of alderclan.” he couldn’t help but back up and flatten his ears in fear. the old she-cat closed her eyes. “you are distressed. i can bring you aid, if you would like it.” aid? what kind of aid? creek relaxed his stance but kept his ears flat back. “what do you want from me, ghost?” he rasped, bright blue eyes desperately searching for some sort of escape. the molly tilted her head and sighed. “i see everything in my lands, creek. i know of your distress, i know of your worry, i know of your loss. and i see hope in you, i see the chance for you to succeed and the chance for my legacy to live on. we can help each other. please, relax your stance.” creek did so. “i don’t know how a cat like me could help a ghost, but i could try.” she rolled her eyes. “i am not a ghost, i am from starclan. i am the mouth of guidance between the stars and the earth, and you should really treat me with more respect. there are lands south of here, past the lake. comfortable. much more comfortable than sleeping with a pile of bones. finish your rest tonight and then seek them out.” creek needed to agree, and at this point wanted to go back to sleep. it came easily and fully, the longest sleep he had in a while. he awoke in pitch darkness. the roots of this old den were so thick and mired that no light filtered through at all. “ah, you’re awake.” alderstar mewed. creek let out a very unrefined yelp before his heart rate settled and he remembered the odd ghost experience from last night. alderstar giggled. “so, it is time for you to find your new home, yes? if you are to re-found alderclan, you are to be a warrior. i give you the name runningcreek, and with your new responsibilities as a warrior, i implore you to find your camp.” creek? a warrior? he had longed to be a part of something more, a part of a clan instead of some loner who could barely find enough for himself. it was bittersweet, for he was a warrior with no clan. he supposed he had a clan, if the riddles alderstar spoke were true, but it was empty and barren. but runningcreek had a nice ring to it. the camp alderstar talked about was easy to find, it was a small clearing with wildflowers aplenty. empty badger holes made enough sleeping spaces for other cats, and he decided to make his nest underneath the roots of the tall tree in the clearing. he slept there that night, for the journey took about a day and he did not want to make the trek back to alderstar just this moment. he slept just as easy as he did the night before, but this time with no ancient spirit waking him up to talk his ear off. he stayed around the camp for another week or two or so, exploring the crevasses and niches and familiarizing himself with the territory. he crept up to the abandoned twoleg nest as a precaution, and to the edges of the mountain to gasp at their beauty. by all was said and done, he felt comfortable with the area and decided to return back to alderstar and tell her the good news. “you have done well,” she purred. “a cat who did not truly want to be leader and stick around for a while would not explore the reaches of his territory like you. i knew you would be a good fit.” “a leader? i don’t think i can be leader though. i’m not smart or strong or quick or anything, and i’m barely twenty-three moons old and—” “you defy starclan already? shush. runningcreek, you have proven yourself worthy of the position, and that is enough for me. with the power bestowed in me by starclan, i, alderstar, promote the warrior runningcreek to the position of leader and rename him runningstar. may he grace the woods with his ingenuity and wits.” runningcreek felt his blood run cold, then hot, and his vision went dark. he awoke what felt like moments later with alderstar licking his forehead nine times. “and there, you have received your lives. go back to your new clan, runningstar. it is time for alderclan to rise again.”
[alderclan fasts for two more moons] [runningstar hunts] [runningstar goes on a patrol] [runningstar cries a little bit he's really stressed out]
leader: runningstar | 023 moons | tom | x lives: ★★★★★★★★★ | deputy: name | age | gender | x
| medicine cat: name | age | gender | x skill points: ✿✿✿✿✿ |
warriors: name | age | gender | X name | age | gender | X
| warriors: name | age | gender | X name | age | gender | X | warriors: name | age | gender | X name | age | gender | X |
apprentices: 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 |
elders: name | age | gender | X name | age | gender | Xally 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: mice | x0 | 1 servings squirrel | x0 | 2 servings rabbit | x0 | 2 servings small fish | x0 | 2 servings minnow | x0 | 1 servings large fish | x0 | 3 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
family: name and name | kits name and name | kits
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