Post by mango sago on Nov 27, 2015 21:40:16 GMT -5
Introduction With careful pawsteps, you step through the unfamiliarly lush undergrowth. The leaves brush tensely against your pelt- you feel almost suffocated amongst the densely packed plants. Clearing your mind, you taste the air, your mouth held open for a moment. Everything tastes fresh, like a clean newleaf breeze. Perhaps, the faint twittering of a far-off bird cues you into some prey, but you decide not to pursue the unfamiliar sound. Is that rushing water? You quicken your pace, head hung low and scenting the ground, ears perks. Suddenly, the plants that were once enveloping you fell away to reveal a lake, a waterfall feeding it with fresh water from high above. Cats crouch all along the lake as well as higher up on the cliff, eyes trained on you, but not with hostility. Rather they seemed fascinated. A tom with broad shoulders pads up to you, a small smile trained on his face. “Who’re you? Welcome to the clan!”
Season:
New Leaf: [X]
Green Leaf: [ ]
Leaf Fall: [ ]
Leaf Bare: [ ]
Current Fresh-Kill Pile:
4 fish
2 thrushes
1 crow
1 vole
Territory:
Mountaintop: Above the cliff lies a smoothly rolling mountain, with a variety of habitats. A river flows through its forest, and tall grass lines its plains. Fish exists in the river, but the tastier fish is definitely from the lake.
Waterfall: One of the more sacred features of their territory, the waterfall flows down from the tip of the cliff, falling down to the lake below. For apprentices, they must visit a pool of the water that flows into an entirely separate den, out of the pool’s center jutting a large, rough crystal.
Lake: Fish is plentiful here, with gentle sloping banks into crystal clear water. A series of aquatic plants sway far below, and all seems peaceful despite tales of sharp toothed and aggressive fish swimming within. As a result, only some of the strongest warriors and best swimmers are allowed for dips here, and most cats fish waiting by the bank. A rocky surface dips into the center of the pond, branching off from the cliff, and provides another surface for cats to fish. However, this surface is rather slippery, and most apprentices are not allowed upon it, especially not for fishing.
Forest: The forest region is lush and full of prey, though otherwise dormant during leaf bare. The trees grow tall and lean, with broad leaves, and various fruits- though the cats pay no mind to them. The vegetation closer to the ground is extremely lush, providing plenty of hiding places for prey and bugs. At every step, some animal seems to scurry away, startled.
TBA
Camp:
The cats of the clan live within a cliff- in clearings and other crevices worn away by hundreds of years worth of fortunate erosion and weathering, most half opened up to the beautiful scenery that surround them. Each of these individual hollowed rooms and cracks are known to the clan cats as simply ‘dens’, and during leafbare, most are shuttered off by a series of tightly woven bamboo. It blocks them from chilly breezes, but around their location it’s never extremely cold (though it has snowed before.) Each of these rooms are connected by a series of ridges that conveniently jut out from the outcropping itself- additional spaces filled in with the same woven bamboo mats they use to close off the dens.
Main Clearing:
The absolute largest room of all the dens, with a wider ridge outside a wide, tall arch. The interior is shaped similarly to that of a dome, with a cleanly flat floor and a smooth and round ceriling. The fresh-kill pile is located some ways away from the entrance, and the bamboo matt is one of the only that could be unhinged and taken away altogether.
Nursery:
One of the smaller, but likewise safer dens in the cliff-side. The room stretches in deep, and depending on age you would be stationed farther or closer to the entrance. The mats are finely woven, and keep the nursery warm. There are no cubbies, but always a warm and soft aura around the nursery.
Leader’s Den:
One of the largest dens, a softly hollowed out hole with one of the most intricately woven bamboo walls of the lot. Even in the coldest winters, the leader and their mate may sleep in utmost comfort, and the inside itself has been carved out to resemble a neat little room, with nooks in the wall for placing smaller objects and momentos.
Warrior’s Den:
A thinner, but likewise wider crevice in the cliff. It tapers off towards the edges, but the ceiling and floor and smooth and level. Soft moss and fern beddings line the sides of the den, each to a specific cat, and towards the back of the den lies a deeper carved out pit, where warriors may discuss things in the comfort of their own den.
Apprentice’s Den:
One of the neatest dens, a relatively cleanly formed rectangle, with shelves carved in along each wall, cubbies for each little apprentice. Sharp carved names line the walls, for every apprentice to graduate will often write their name along the walls. The beddings are of similar material to the warrior’s beddings, of moss and fern, one for each cubby.
Medicine Cat’s Den:
A smaller den, with high ceilings. However, despite being small, the Medicine Cat’s den is the only with two ‘floors’, with a slope/staircase leading up to another room a little ways above, a hole carved into its floor. On the top floor, the medicine cat and their apprentice will sleep, rest, and store most of their herbs. On the bottom floor, stands a stone table in the center of the room, for serious operations, and beddings line the sides of the room for wounded cats.
Elder’s Den:
Similarly to the nursery, the Elder’s den is relatively small , and more easily protected. The entirety of the small den is padded with moss and ferns, and even softer materials- some of the best in the clan- to construct the bedding.
Rules:
First of all, Falcon’s rules!
Please no mary-sues/gary-sues, try to put some more character and creativity into your characters
Please refrain from unnatural pelt colors- unnatural eye colors may be allowed, but, please, nothing too crazy (i.e. neon pink, highlighter orange, rainbow, etc.)
No god-modding or power-playing, if fighting with a cat, please work out the details of how it should end up!
Ceremonies will take place throughout the day, so please take part in listening to the leader, no matter what they are announcing.
Password is Sugar!
Please try to keep your posts at at least 3 sentences!
As many cats as you can keep up with, but be sure to give them plenty of love!
Form:
Username:
Cat Name:
Gender:
Age:
Rank:
Personality (At least 3 sentences):
Appearance (At least 3 sentences):
Relationships (Including Family, Crushes, Mates, or other characters):
RP Example: Other
Password:
Last Edit: Nov 27, 2015 22:28:30 GMT -5 by mango sago
Post by mango sago on Nov 27, 2015 21:41:36 GMT -5
Allegiances:
Leader:
Hollowstar mango sago Male 37 Moons He is an intimidating cat, surely, but really and truly he's a teddy-bear esque character. He's highly charismatic and a good judge of character, but also enjoys spending free-time at the nursery (though he doesn't get much free-time to begin with). He is a kind, jolly type, and rarely resorts to scolding someone, but in this way he often allows things to slip past him, and the community to become relatively carefree. However, if anyone shows even traces of betrayal or disloyalty, he will do away with them immediately. After all, the clan must always come first. He is a large, heavily built tom with an abnomally large set of paws. They are soft and fluffy- but also conceal one of the sharpest set of claws around. His coat is a warm ginger color, with darker rust-colored stripes running across his back and along his forehead, and has pure white markings along his muzzle, chest, stomach, and tail. He has a tear in his left ear, and his eyes shine a stormy blue. Has 8 of 9 lives Family are all NPC
Deputy:
Ruinmoss cooper Tom 52 moons Ruinmoss is a golden-hearted tom, and he cares for most he meets. He is trustful, trustworthy and doggedly loyal. He sometimes makes bad decsions, but it's all with good intentions. Ruinmoss is a tall, sleek-furred Norwegian Forest cat mixed with some domestic shorthaired and Russian blue. His fur is a thick gray, like cloud cover. His eyes are a shiny, Mossy green. Grandmother(mothers side): Bluesky Grandfather(mothers side): Goldenheart Mother: Darkwater Grandmother(fathers side): Moonwhisker Grandfather(fathers side): Cedarears Father: Mapletail Sisters: Fallowfall, Hailpelt Brother: Rainstorm Relations to the others: Hollowstar: (respect;friend) "Hollowstar is the best leader, in my opinion." Sparrowtail: (likes(platonically);acquaintance) "She.. Where is she? She's like a shadow." Downkit: (cares about;friend) "She is adorable!"
Medicine Cat:
MintBreath Female 24 A very sweet, loving she-cat. She isn't very calm, and gets frustrated easily. When she was an apprentice and was taught basic hunting skills, she was very bad at it, and could not stay quiet enough due to her big paws{Which, she has grown into by now} and her long tail, which is longer than most tails. Some may even call it the longest in the camp. Due to her long tail, she has incredible balance. It helps her fight on her back two paws if needed. She isn't very good at battling, but that is all made up for her with her skill in care. She can recite all the medicine cat items, and is good at discovering new uses for the herbs as well, being the inventive cat she is. MintBreath is very good with other cats as well. She is popular around camp, due to her kindness. Mintbreath found out that her breath smells sweeter when she eats mint, yet never telling anyone about that, her name became Mintbreath due to the clan thinking that her breath usually smelled like mint. She is that cat that you just want to be friends with. A bluish-gray she, that has one lime green eye, and one yellow eye. Her ears are sharp and pointed, like her siblings. She has a pink nose, that is somewhat bigger than other cat's noses. Her snout is sharp and slim, and her eyes can be like a piercing to the heart if she glares at you. Her claws are black, and her paws are white. She has white patches around her back end and tail, and white stripes around halfway up the back to her nape (back of neck.) KestrelSpark {Warrior, Brother} Jaywisp {Warrior, Brother, "Lame"(as in dead leg) } Hollybush {Sister, Warrior} PantherGrowl {Warrior, Brother} Gorgerock {Senior Warrior, Father} Cinderblaze {Queen, Mother}
Medicine Cat Apprentice:
Warriors:
Jaywisp Male 24 moons (Dead Front Right leg)Lame Warrior A very sweet and kind tom. He has been ever since his injury, and he took it very easily. Well, not at first. He was freaking out no one would like him anymore since he was lame, when his parents told him at a young age. Jaywisp thought that his leg was just a little injured but it would heal itself when he got bigger. He was also afraid he would never be a warrior. But turns out, every cat treated him just like before, as if he wasn't even lame. He could find cats sneaking looks at his leg, but he didn't mind. {So basically he was born lame and he didn't know. } Once he became a warrior, everyone agreed to let him sleep in the middle of the den, because his leg feels better the warmer it is. Cold helps too, but it's not better than it being warm. He didn't necessarily like the special treatment, but he didn't not like it either. After a while, he moved his nest next to his brothers. Jaywisp is skilled in hunting and battling, and he will voluntarily be bait for predators. Most cats won't let him, afraid he wouldn't be able to escape. He has one of the best eyesight in the clan, and he also can smell and hear well, making him one of the best hunters in the clan. However, every strength has a weakness. He gets exhausted very easily, so he cannot hunt rabbits, unless its trapped or exhausted. Jaywisp is also a bigger cat than others, so he is a bigger target, where is strength doesn't quite match up to his size. He is popular among the clan as well, the clan being very proud of how he had shaped up after knowing. He was given a mentor with a damaged leg as well, and easily mimicked the warrior's way of pouncing and running, which he could not do. Jaywisp has sharp eyes, as said before, and hearing so he will do night watch as often as needed. A white tom with gray stripes. His eyes are green, and his tail-back is gray. He has a blueish-black nose, and a few scars above his eye, on his chest, and a couple of bite marks on his tail. Again, he has pointy ears like his whole family, and he has sharp, pointed eyes. His ear fur's are longer than most cats, yet his tail is a bit shorter. He has a single, small, snaggletooth, but it is barely poking out. MintBreath {Sister} KestrelSpark {Warrior, Brother} Hollybush {Sister, Warrior} PantherGrowl {Warrior, Brother} Gorgerock {Senior Warrior, Father} Cinderblaze {Queen, Mother}
Kestrelspark ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ Male 24 moons A kind, sweet-hearted tom. He is calm and wise, and his voice can usually calm an angry apprentice, or a frusterated warrior. He is tough to anger, but if you say the wrong thing you will offend him. He has a straight face most of the time, but he will always talk with a hint of warmth, and sometimes, apprentices take him as a role-model, since they are so jumpy and get so easily aggrivated, while he just talks it out. He doesn't like fighting much, but he is well skilled at it. He also is very good at hunting, and he will climb trees for prey if needed. He isn't one that skips patrols, and he likes going out as much as often, due to being a restless cat. His favorite season is winter, because he is long-furred and it doesn't bother him, and the landscape is the most beautiful thing in the world to him. In winter, he is known for burrowing under-ground for vole dens and mouse holes, and bringing them up and out. He can also climb trees and take out hibernating squirrels. He has a very long tail, making him extremely skilled at balancing. It also helps him run faster, but due to his long fur, sometimes it is hard for him to run in the snow because the snow clogs up his fur. A large, white tom with crystal blue eyes. He has many brown patches, and one on the back of his neck that almost looks like a heart. He has long fur, and pointier ears than most cats. His muscles are big, but they are the slim muscles from running. He has all black claws, other than one black claw. He also has black stripes around his body, and almost has black cat eyebrows, but as cats don't have eyebrows, they are just two stripes that are placed above his eyes. MintBreath {Sister} Jaywisp {Warrior, Brother, "Lame"(as in dead leg) } Hollybush {Sister, Warrior} PantherGrowl {Warrior, Brother} Gorgerock {Senior Warrior, Father} Cinderblaze {Queen, Mother}
Hailpelt cooper She-cat 52 moons Hailpelt is a quick thinker, with a kind heart. She misjudges her clanmates though. If she does make a mistake, she'll try her best to fix it. Hailpelt is a mainly-white cat with gray splotches. Norwegian Forest Cat mixed with some Domestic Shorthair and Russian Blue. Her eyes are a ice blue. Grandmother(mothers side): Bluesky Grandfather(mothers side): Goldenheart Mother: Darkwater Grandmother(fathers side): Moonwhisker Grandfather(fathers side): Cedarears Father: Mapletail Sister: Fallowfall Brothers: Rainstorm , Ruinmoss
Stonedust utamaruru Male 25 moons Stonedust has a humorous and lighthearted nature, his beliefs placed in following your heart and yet doing the right thing. He’s a kindly cat and also very considerate to his subordinates, elders and peers. His passion is protecting the clan, willing to take a few hits or carry burdens on himself for the sake of their lives. He’s very loyal and has a big heart, though is also able to get over losses easily. The warrior likes to cherish what he has, and also doesn’t wish for selfish things. Stonedust is overly modest and dislikes showing off his skills or feats. He is fond of kits and apprentices alike, and also has a fatherly aura about him. Being very supportive of his allies, he likes to learn more about them and support them in any way he can. The warrior is understanding towards what they feel, and is also usually the one who manages to empathize with them most of the time. Despite Stonedust’s friendly nature, he is headstrong and ferocious when in tough situations, and reacts quickly without thinking, putting himself in grave danger very often, even though he does host quick reflexes. Stonedust is larger than average, with a muscular, yet surely not bulky build. It empowers him in battles, making him hard to knock over, and also giving him the power to deliver much more power into his kicks and attacks. However powerful he is, his speed is slower than of cats smaller than him due to his size and added weight, even with extra leg muscle. Not being light on his feet requires more endurance and stamina from him when travelling. He has medium length fur and white as the base color. Large, light, gray-brown colors mark his back, legs and a portion of his head, and he has darker stripes and bullseye swirls layered over them. His tail is “poofy”, long, and also a dark gray, almost a complete shade of black. The color seems to fade into a familiar gray-brown as it nears his lower back area. A white ring is seen near the center of the tail, and another on his hind leg. He has white “mittens” covering his forepaws, and both differ in size. His eyes are close to turquoise, but share more similarities with blue than with green. He’s kind to his comrades, and is on good terms with most, if not all of the clan. He does not have a crush.
Flameshadow Willowisp🍃 Female 20 moons She is tough, with a fiery temper. She is quite proud, and hates to back down from something or give up. Despite this, she has a soft side. She was once in love with a loner named Raven, before she joined the clan. She cares for kits, and this makes her a little stern, but she actually loves to play. She is a short furred, lithe, white she-cat. Ginger splotches add color to her fur. Her ice blue eyes take everything in with a steely gleam. Covered in scars, the most prominent is a mysterious claw mark along the right side of her flank. She never speaks of this scar's origins. Raven-former mate.
Wolfgaze Cloverheart ✿ She-cat 28 moons Wolfgaze has an excitable tendency, and she's very outgoing towards almost anyone she meets. However, she gets frustrated easily and refuses to put up with anyone's 'foxdung'. She's a great leader among friends and always has logical responses to questions or problems. She tends to put a lot of trust and respect in people who appeal as strong hearted to her. Wolfgaze is a white, long haired cat with grey and black swirls on her back. Her eyes are a striking green and leave a lasting prescense on those who see them. Her nose is a light color with little black spots on it. She has no family nor mate, but she has a slight crush on Hollowstar.
Sparrowtail ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* Female 19 moons Sparrowtail is cunning and sly, but 100% loyal. She's stealthy, almost to the point of seeming like a shadow. A russet brown shadow. A russet-brown to light brown color. She has a long tail, as her whiskers too. She has dark green eyes that seem to pull you in. Her fur is moderately short.
Apprentices:
Cherrypaw Lily~Myth Female. 14 moons old. Funny, loyal and protective of her clan despite her being a little distant from her clanmates, tries to stay optimistic during hard times and often keeps to herself about her feelings a little but will open up to close friends, is sarcastic and patient. Lithe and tall for her age dark, orange-brown tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with soft, sleek yet short fur. Has bright, yellow eyes with tiny flecks of green in the corners of the pupils. Grandfather(father's side & alive): Branchleg. Father: Muddypelt, dead/warrior. Mother: Dapple, dead/loner. All rest of family are dead. Crush ~ will develop.
Kits:
Fallowkit (-paw/-tail) utamaruru Male 5 moons Fallowkit is kind and upbeat, albeit often quiet. He has low self esteem, sometimes even going as far as bordering on hatred for himself, though it's not obvious. Masked by the energetic and naturally kind nature that he has toward everyone, the feelings he has toward himself are unknown to others. He appreciates his friends and family being there for and with him, as they probably mean even more to him than anything and anyone else. The young tom also thinks realistically, even though he's loyal and dedicates himself to his comrades. Fallowkit puts them before his own self, and is willing to die for them, but he still weighs the consequences, tending to think about the long-term results his choices will make. He isn't prideful, struggling with taking compliments, even from close friends and older family members. Fallowkit also fears the battles the Clan has every once in a while with predators, as well as normal quarrels, since it's common knowledge that holding cats close to you makes for devastating losses. His heart and feelings are delicate, broken easily. Fallowkit has mostly average proportions, but under his medium-haired fur, he's quite slender, making moving around on land easier than with a bulky build, and swimming much more difficult due to his fur being longer than ideal. His pelt is generally a warm yet dull brown, marked with darker stripes around his back. It's also quite soft as well, especially his snowy white underbelly. The same light color marks his ear-tips, paws, tail-tip, his chest, and also a portion of his face. His eyes are a natural-looking green, almost completely matching the colors of the vegetation surrounding the camp. Fallowkit's tail is slightly longer than most cats', allowing for better balance capability and climbing, which is observed when he becomes an apprentice. He also has notably stronger hind leg muscles, moderately increasing the endurance he has while travelling and also the strength of his kicks. All of his family are NPC, but a crush might develop later on.
Downkit (Paw/Feather) mango sago Female 5 Moons She is very fun-loving and motherly, even at such a young age- though has been known for a sharp wit unexpected from the relatively small shecat. She brushes off matters easily, and has a knack for adventure, though this leads her into many dangerous run-ins with other animals. She also has a dear love for food and eating- calling it her purpose in life. She tries many foods, and enjoys them all individually, but has only a couple of favorite preys she won't yet reveal to anyone. A fluffy, pale grey cat with shiny amber eyes. Her ears are abnormally largy and pointed, with soft tufts of fur in its cavity, and her nose a pale pink color. Her paws have a traditional 'mitten' marking, where a portion of her paws and legs are a pure, creamy white. this same color surround her muzzle, her chest, and on the tip of her tail. In some lightings, it is also observable that her pelt is noticeably darker at its roots, and its tips a paler color. (Paw/Feather: She may have a feather or two tucked behind her ear, from her latest or most prized catch)
Family are all NPC
Elders:
Branchleg Lily~Myth Male. 72 moons. Stubborn, clever and sharp-tongued elder with a love of telling stories, playing with kits or just simply watching over his clanmates. He is brave, loyal and he doesn't tolerate disrespectful cats- will often scold them until the point of him or them walking away as he is polite but is short-tempered. Tall, short-furred and thin dark-brown tabby tom with long legs, white underbelly, muzzle, paws and ear tips with a stubbed tail. Has sharp, light-amber eyes with darker flecks of brown. Son: Muddypelt, dead/warrior. Granddaughter: Cherrypaw, alive/apprentice.
Bateye Blackclaw Male 39 moons Bateye is a very straight-forward kind of cat, if you can't spit out the main facts then why are you even opening your mouth? He expects others to be just as brutally honest as he is when it comes to socializing along with having the manners not to speak out of turn. Once you get the hang of talking with him you'll find he can ease up so you won't always have to shoot out facts but you best still have something important to say than waste his time with rambles. You'll find that Bateye is rather stubborn once he's started something but don't be surprised if you see him storm away in frustration when things don't turn his way. Bateye is a smaller than average tom with a matching lithe frame and light built though he can still leave you with a nasty scratch or bite if you comment on his size. His fur is a dulling black with a spare few white hairs on his chest though his muzzle is seeming to go white or that's what he's told, his eye color is a lovely shade of amber though they are ruined but the thickening fog of white that as caused Bateye to go blind. He isn't sure if he actually as any scars being he doesn't feel them but trustworthy cats have said he has a scratched shoulder where his fur is a light gray due to his fur still growing over said scars. His father was Divercloud who he takes after in the black pelt while he took his mother, Aspenfoot, eye color but now both of his parents have passed away from age. Hollowstar :: ' I was lucky enough to actually see what that tom looked like as our leader and I'll admit he fits the role well even if he won't scold bothersome kits and apprentices' Ruinmoss : ' It's good to know that he's the deputy and able to back up Hollowstar's kinder ways ' Sparrowtail : ' I won't..say I dislike her just..how can I trust a cat who even I can't hear sneaking up on me? I'm sure she's nice but that's all I got to say about her. ' Fallowkit & Downkit : ' Kits aren't really my thing but least they are the ones to not dance around stuff even if it may cause some ruffed fur ' : Bateye wasn't born blind but as he got older it was decided that he was going to be due to his blurry vision and the fog that crept over his pupils. He will outright bury his nose into another cats fur so he can more easily figure out their scent.
Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Nov 27, 2015 23:46:24 GMT -5
Username: crescentstar1215 Cat Name: Sparrowtail Gender: Female Age: 19 moons Rank: A young/new warrior Personality (At least 3 sentences): Sparrowtail is cunning and sly, but 100% loyal. She's stealthy, almost to the point of seeming like a shadow. A russet brown shadow, that is. She's is calm under pressure and is good at hiding lies. And detecting them. Though she may seem aloof or out in the blue, she's actually quite alert. She's sort of a neat freak and messiness is one of the few things that could really rub her fur the wrong way. Intelligent, she appears as if she knows everything, but she's actually just really curious. Sparrowtail is, in summary, a curious shadow. Appearance (At least 3 sentences): A russet-brown to light brown color. She has a long tail, as her whiskers too. She has dark green eyes that seem to pull you in. Her fur is moderately short. She has faint, dark brown spots on her "eyebrow" and a white tipped tail. She usually has a straight face and has neutral expressions. Sparrowtail is lithe and lean, a bit to the skinnier side, but not to the extent of looking starved or underfed. Relationships (Including Family, Crushes, Mates, or other characters): Maybe later? RP Example: I'm trying a new format!)) Sparrowtail I yawned as I stretched. The sun made the morning dew sparkle, causing some to look like rainbows were painted on them. I padded out of the den. Shaking off the stray water drops that landed on my fur, I fluffed up my fur. All the greetings aimed towards me were replied with nods or simple "Good morning"s. I sat down on a patch of ground where plenty of sun shone on me to give me warmth in the early morning of NewLeaf. Grooming myself was fairly easy, I mean, it's a daily, sometimes hourly, routine for me. Licking my way through my fur and picking out stray burrs attached to my fairly short fur, I was as nit-picky as always about grooming. My tail twitched ever so often, as did my ears and whiskers. The shadows dappled across my russet fur, making me look like a tortoiseshell. My eyes glittered, though I still kept my straight face. (mango sago)
Username: sunnipaws Cat Name: Ruinmoss Gender: Tom Age: 52 moons Rank: Deputy ? Personality (At least 3 sentences): Ruinmoss is a golden-hearted tom, and he cares for most he meets. He is trustful, trustworthy and doggedly loyal. He sometimes makes bad decsions, but it's all with good intentions.
Appearance (At least 3 sentences): Ruinmoss is a tall, sleek-furred Norwegian Forest cat mixed with some domestic shorthaired and Russian blue. His fur is a thick gray, like cloud cover. His eyes are a shiny, Mossy green.
Relations to the others: Hollowstar: (respect;friend) "Hollowstar is the best leader, in my opinion." Sparrowtail: (likes(platonically);acquaintance) "She.. Where is she? She's like a shadow." Downkit: (cares about;friend) "She is adorable!"
RP Example: Ruinmoss pelted after the fox, tail streaming behind him. He lunged forward, snapping his jaws around the fox's hind leg and holding on. She felt the fox flail in pain. It threw him off, sending him flying. (Length subject to change depending on muse) Other Password: sugar
hii im cooper ^_^ feel free to talk to me! i dont bite, although im not on here v often
you likely remember me as meow / sunpaw, if you knew me when i was active no you didnt /lh
Username:utamaruru , snowpelt10 Cat Name: Fallowkit (-paw/-tail) Gender: Male Age: 5 moons Rank: Kit Personality: Fallowkit is kind and upbeat, albeit often quiet. He has low self esteem, sometimes even going as far as bordering on hatred for himself, though it's not obvious. Masked by the energetic and naturally kind nature that he has toward everyone, the feelings he has toward himself are unknown to others. He appreciates his friends and family being there for and with him, as they probably mean even more to him than anything and anyone else. The young tom also thinks realistically, even though he's loyal and dedicates himself to his comrades. Fallowkit puts them before his own self, and is willing to die for them, but he still weighs the consequences, tending to think about the long-term results his choices will make. He isn't prideful, struggling with taking compliments, even from close friends and older family members. Fallowkit also fears the battles the Clan has every once in a while with predators, as well as normal quarrels, since it's common knowledge that holding cats close to you makes for devastating losses. His heart and feelings are delicate, broken easily. Appearance: Fallowkit has mostly average proportions, but under his medium-haired fur, he's quite slender, making moving around on land easier than with a bulky build, and swimming much more difficult due to his fur being longer than ideal. His pelt is generally a warm yet dull brown, marked with darker stripes around his back. It's also quite soft as well, especially his snowy white underbelly. The same light color marks his ear-tips, paws, tail-tip, his chest, and also a portion of his face. His eyes are a natural-looking green, almost completely matching the colors of the vegetation surrounding the camp. Fallowkit's tail is slightly longer than most cats', allowing for better balance capability and climbing, which is observed when he becomes an apprentice. He also has notably stronger hind leg muscles, moderately increasing the endurance he has while travelling and also the strength of his kicks. Relationships: All of his family are NPC, but a crush might develop later on. RP Example: Currently on extreme writer's block but you've known me for 3 years, Budge c: (It's embarrassing right now bc eek I can't write without choking :c) Other: Ah I just put in abilities in with his appearance so it kind of connects haha Password: Sugar! c:
Last Edit: Nov 28, 2015 20:50:11 GMT -5 by utamaruru
(Could you save me a apprentice rank and a elder rank? I'll have the forum done tomorrow)
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Post by mango sago on Nov 28, 2015 22:12:21 GMT -5
[of course! take your time ^^]
Downkit crouched, curled by her bedding with a soft tail curling over her muzzle. However, her amber eyes were far from shut, no, rather, they were wide open, trained on a balled up piece of moss that sat a little ways away. She dug her paws into the ground, haunches tense as her tail whipped away from her face, into a graceful curl raised high, like a flag. She pounced at the innocent ball of moss, digging what claws she had into its side and clamping her jaws down on its conceptual head. After wrassling with it for a moment, she rolled back onto all four paws, spitting bits and pieces of moss from her jaws. "You see that, Fallow?" she meowed to the other kit, who sat just to her right, looking amused. "I'll be hunting and fishing in no time!"
Hollowstar lay quietly, in his den. It was rather early, in the morning, but he'd been up for hours already, mulling over his checklist for the day. There were probably some kits and apprentices that needed their ceremony, he'd do that around sunhigh, but also perhaps some hunting patrols could be arranged? His eyes were shut, but his brain worked at full speed. The fresh-kill pile was rather full already- ah, wouldn't it be fun to have a group fishing lesson with the apprentices? He'll have to schedule that in the upcoming days though, the clan was buzzing these past couple of weeks, being that some new cats arrived at the clan recently. They were odd, but fit in well- he just prayed for no funny business with these guests.
Last Edit: Nov 29, 2015 8:01:14 GMT -5 by mango sago
Username: lilyflower. Cat Name: Cherrypaw. Gender: female. Age: 14 moons old. Rank: Apprentice. Personality (At least 3 sentences): Funny, loyal and protective of her clan despite her being a little distant from her clanmates, tries to stay optimistic during hard times and often keeps to herself about her feelings a little but will open up to close friends, is sarcastic and patient. Appearance (At least 3 sentences): Lithe and tall for her age dark, orange-brown tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with soft, sleek yet short fur. Has bright, yellow eyes with tiny flecks of green in the corners of the pupils. Relationships: Grandfather(father's side & alive): Branchleg. Father: Muddypelt, dead/warrior. Mother: Dapple, dead/loner. All rest of family are dead. Crush ~ will develop. RP Example:
Cherrypaw had begun to brace herself for flight as the small bird she was stalking kept fluttering around from the ground into the air awhile brushing past a couple of bushes which her fur camouflaged easily into the forest with only her bright, yellow eyes peeking from the thin branches and leaves, she stalked forward before lunging straight at the prey to only have heard her paw skimming across the ground with leaves cracking under her with the robin flying away and leaving the young apprentice to fall into a bush.
Other: Password: Sugar!
Username: lilyflower. Cat Name: Branchleg. Gender: Male. Age: 72 moons. Rank: Elder. Personality (At least 3 sentences): Stubborn, clever and sharp-tongued elder with a love of telling stories, playing with kits or just simply watching over his clanmates. He is brave, loyal and he doesn't tolerate disrespectful cats- will often scold them until the point of him or them walking away as he is polite but is short-tempered. Appearance (At least 3 sentences): Tall, short-furred and thin dark-brown tabby tom with long legs, white underbelly, muzzle, paws and ear tips with a stubbed tail. Has sharp, light-amber eyes with darker flecks of brown. Relationships: Son: Muddypelt, dead/warrior. Granddaughter: Cherrypaw, alive/apprentice. RP Example:
A thin short-furred dark, brown tabby tom yawned as he felt his fur being warmed by the afternoon sun's rays which almost put the old tom into falling for a nap but he didn't since he preferred to keep watch of his clanmates which bored him at times and often talked to some of them whenever they weren't busy and he glanced over at his grandkit walking into the camp with her mentor, he was glade she had a better life now then the rocky beginnings she had with her parents dying at a young age.
Other: Password: Sugar!
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Personality (At least 3 sentences): Bateye is a very straight-forward kind of cat, if you can't spit out the main facts then why are you even opening your mouth? He expects others to be just as brutally honest as he is when it comes to socializing along with having the manners not to speak out of turn. Once you get the hang of talking with him you'll find he can ease up so you won't always have to shoot out facts but you best still have something important to say than waste his time with rambles. You'll find that Bateye is rather stubborn once he's started something but don't be surprised if you see him storm away in frustration when things don't turn his way.
Appearance (At least 3 sentences): Bateye is a smaller than average tom with a matching lithe frame and light built though he can still leave you with a nasty scratch or bite if you comment on his size. His fur is a dulling black with a spare few white hairs on his chest though his muzzle is seeming to go white or that's what he's told, his eye color is a lovely shade of amber though they are ruined but the thickening fog of white that as caused Bateye to go blind. He isn't sure if he actually as any scars being he doesn't feel them but trustworthy cats have said he has a scratched shoulder where his fur is a light gray due to his fur still growing over said scars.
Relationships (Including Family, Crushes, Mates, or other characters): His father was Divercloud who he takes after in the black pelt while he took his mother, Aspenfoot, eye color but now both of his parents have passed away from age.
Hollowstar :: ' I was lucky enough to actually see what that tom looked like as our leader and I'll admit he fits the role well even if he won't scold bothersome kits and apprentices'
Ruinmoss : ' It's good to know that he's the deputy and able to back up Hollowstar's kinder ways '
Sparrowtail : ' I won't..say I dislike her just..how can I trust a cat who even I can't hear sneaking up on me? I'm sure she's nice but that's all I got to say about her. '
Fallowkit & Downkit : ' Kits aren't really my thing but least they are the ones to not dance around stuff even if it may cause some ruffed fur '
Cherrypaw : ' She does well in giving and cleaning out the moss along with making up the nest for me and Branchleg but she as some..attitude? Maybe a spark that makes her easier to be around'
Branchleg : ' He's good company on good days but with him being older than me I have to be careful about what I say... '
RP Example: Bateye snuffled close to the ground as he crept forward still a bit unsure of where he would be going due to the stone of their camp giving off the same smell but he was getting better at it that's for sure. His tail flicked giving away that he was pleased though he knew for a fact that no one was around him, something he was thankful for right now. Huffing against the floor Bateye took a few careful steps forward before relaxing into a simple slow pace that would easily give him the right amount of time to avoid tripping along with the fact he was more focused on getting his nose to lead him around.
Other : Bateye wasn't born blind but as he got older it was decided that he was going to be due to his blurry vision and the fog that crept over his pupils. He will outright bury his nose into another cats fur so he can more easily figure out their scent.
Password: sugar
Last Edit: Nov 29, 2015 10:24:58 GMT -5 by Blackclaw: I'll be updating how he feels about every member of the clan on this thread! If you want to see how he feels just keep an eye out on this thread!!
Bateye yawned widely as he stretched himself out against the warming stone underneath him, his head pressed into the ground. His toes wiggled slightly before he curled back in on himself nosing at his fore paw sleepy though his ears twitched every so often at either soft breeze or from thinking he just heard something. He had gotten up with what he was sure was the sun and had move out to be somewhere in the camp clearing so that he could enjoy the warmth while getting just a little more sleep.
Ruinmoss lay in his nest, staring up at the den roof. How was he meant to send out the patrols with only three cats able to? The stormy gray tom shook his head, before standing up, shaking his fur out and pushing his way out of the den and into the morning air.
hii im cooper ^_^ feel free to talk to me! i dont bite, although im not on here v often
you likely remember me as meow / sunpaw, if you knew me when i was active no you didnt /lh