Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on Jul 31, 2017 19:11:58 GMT -5
BirchClan~~ The Clan of free spirits
Introduction: The sunlight spills through the trees as the sun rises in the forest. New sights and sounds greet you as you giddily bounce through it, unfazed by the new scents - even the slightest hint of cat scent. In this forest, you felt free to be yourself. You didn't feel like the trees were just trees. They held spirits of ones that passed before you. The cat scent gets stronger as the sun gets higher. You hardly notice when you run straight into a white she-cat. "Hello, I am Cloudstar, leader of BirchClan. Would you be interested in joining the Clan?"
Territory: Firstly, I'll take you to our main water source. We call it the Mud Stream, but it's actually clean. You must climb down those cliffs on either side - carefully - to get down to the water. Young apprentices and elders are forbidden to go down there as they could easily fall and get swept away.
Next up is the Fern Hollow. This field is used mainly for hunting practice, but battle training also takes place here. Prey such as voles and mice live here, but no squirrels.
Here is the Jagged Rock. It makes up the northern border. Loners often come here to sun themselves, but it's a hotspot for hunting and is patrolled often.
These are the Three Birches. They lie on the western edge of the territory and are very important to the Clan. They stand for the spirits of the first leader, deputy and medicine cat of BirchClan. The rest of the StarClan cats communicate using dreams.
This is the camp. Let me show you the dens.
The leader's den. It's an old, dusty birch branch lying across the roof of a dug-out tunnel. You have to duck to get in and it's pretty small.
This is the roomy medicine cat's den. It's made of twigs and branches from nearby trees. The floor is carpeted by soft and crunchy leaves in a mix. The medicine cat stores their herbs in gaps between the twigs and branches.
Like the warrior's den? I love it! It's a large dirt tunnel with ivy and clovers growing on top. The floor is often carpeted with ivy, but the apprentices have been busy today.
This apprentice's den is pretty special. It's made of two old rocks that slumped against each other with a crack in-between. Tall grass grows around the entrance and clovers grow behind it, which the kits like to play in.
Here's the nursery, where the kits stay. (Ignore that puppy) It's a sheltered den made of strong, supportive birch branches, ferns and ivy. Moss and bracken fronds carpet the floor.
Here's the elder's den. It's two rocks again slumped together, like the apprentice's den. Oh, my! Look at all of those rocks! I'll have to talk to our apprentices about that.
1. Please follow Falconstar's rules at all times. 2. No swearing or cussing. 3. No killing other cats without my permission. 4. Don't do anything major without my permission, like a prophecy. 5. Please have fun and be kind to others!
Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on Jul 31, 2017 19:41:31 GMT -5
Allegiances:
Leader: Cloudstar, 42 moons old Cloudstar is a pure-white she-cat with some fluff to her fur. She has small ears and a pink nose. Her eyes are blue, but she isn't deaf. She has small, dainty paws and a long tail for balance. Her fur is silky and smooth. She has some gray on her scruff, possibly inherited from her mother. Her legs are long and give her fluid movements. Her expression is usually unreadable, but occasionally a smile or frown will appear.
Cloudstar is a caring she-cat. She's determined and cares highly about her Clan. She doesn't tolerate silliness in warriors at a serious time and has a lot of faith in her Clanmates. She's merciful and doesn't like battle. She sometimes expects too much of her warriors and becomes stressed out, feeling like she has to do it all herself. She can't wait to choose a deputy, and she's still thinking about who it will be. She wants to rule BirchClan well, but isn't sure if she's the right cat to do it. Sometimes she doubts her own choices and she tries not to let it show to her Clanmates so they can feel more certain than she feels.
She's a pretty good hunter, although sometimes her white pelts flickers through the brambles and scares away her prey. She has a high focus level and can climb well because she often gets stressed out and goes climbing for her own benefit. She's very loyal and determined, never wanting to give up hope. However, she's an awful fighter because she's too merciful. She might not see a threat until it is too late and tries to avoid battles at all costs. She's also pretty bad at swimming because her long fur drags her down no matter how much she practices. She hates stalking other cats because it makes her feel guilty.
Cloudstar was chosen as deputy at a young age, only 28 moons old, but succeeded and eventually rose to become leader once the previous leader, Mintstar, passed away. She still misses his enthusiasm and how he always seemed to know what to do. She admits that she felt better serving under a leader than being one. (~~Honeyflower~~ )
Deputy: TBD
Medicine cat: Silverflame, 22 moons old Silverflame is a semi cobby silver tipped persian she-cat with chocolate cherry eyes.
Silverflame is a smart cat, she will snap at you if you say something stupid, she isn't the fun type of person. She isn't mean but she is very direct so she will say anything that is in her mind, unless if it's too offensive. Skills: Memorizing herbs, Climbing, Swimming
Sprucetail, 35 moons old Brown she-cat with blonde patches and bright green eyes. Medium length fur, with a lean figure. Long legs, which are good for climbing and stalking. She has a rather long tail. She has average size ears. Refer to profile picture ^-^
Kind and loving she-cat with a soft spot for kittens and toms she likes. She has a hard time with elders because of their tendency to disagree with everything. She can be sassy and rude at times, but only when she feels someone has disrespected her.
Father and Mother died in the river. Her mother, Sandtail fell in and her father, Thornfall, tried to save her. Both drowned. She had one brother, Rowansky, who ran away after their parents died. They later found him dead, near where their parents had fallen, seemingly from dehydration. Everyone assumed he died on purpose.
Since her tragic story with her family, she has tried to be the best warrior she could be, to live the lives her family couldn't. She has begged Cloudstar to let her to go see StarClan with him. She wanted to see her family, they never visited her dreams. He has never said yes
Jaysky, 40 moons old Gray Tom with dark brown tabby markings. He has blue eyes. Muscular body and long tail. Medium length fur. Large paws with large claws, that make him a good fighter.
Friendly and light hearted. When needed, he can be stern and aggressive. He loves everyone who is in the clan, but will be very stern with rogues and outsiders.
No siblings. Mother died of old age, unknown father.
Flameheart, 29 moons old Flameheart is an orange tom with red tabby markings cascading down his back. He has long fur and some lighter, pale-ginger splotches. His ears are average-sized, but his tail is long. His eyes are a striking hazel-green in color and are circle-shaped. His legs are pretty long, average in length, and he has a white splash on his muzzle. He has average-sized paws and over all a very handsome appearance, but most of his flaws are in his personality and skills.
Flameheart is a kind tom, but he's very gullible and can easily be tricked by anyone pretending to offer help or be kind. He never likes to be sitting at camp while something else is going on, whether it be the hunting patrol or a battle patrol, and he often sneaks out to reach them and gets himself in trouble. He can be shy around she-cats because he's always afraid he'll mess up badly and they will all laugh at him. He's constantly feeling like he has to take responsibility for everyone around him, even though he doesn't, because he wants everyone to respect him and see him as a loyal Clanmate, but he never feels like he's matching his Clanmates in strength or determination or courage.
He's best at climbing. He loves feeling the wind in his fur, but in BirchClan territory there isn't much space to run, so he takes to the trees. He can climb sure-footedly all the way up the largest tree in the territory and he wouldn't mind. He's also pretty good at stalking, although at times his flame-colored pelt gives him away. Same thing goes for hunting, but he practices hunting a lot so he can get better at it and bring more prey home for his Clanmates. He's pretty awful at swimming, though will if necessary, especially if it means being respected, at least a little bit. His fur drags him down in the water and his paws don't seem to be able to move in a fluid, consistent motion. Fighting is another downfall of his. He always tries to be brave and often offers to go on battle patrols to fight, but he can never move fast enough to dodge the blows - or land any. Sometimes, he gets lucky and actually hits the opponent, but that's if he tries very hard, focuses, and the opponent happens to be an unsuspecting kit. And even then, he might miss. He's also very gullible, as mentioned before, and can be awkward in social situations, especially with she-cats.
Flameheart was the only surviving kit of his litter. His mother was sick when she gave birth, but managed to keep going and get through it. She lived through most of his kithood, but he knew that something would need to change before she died. Her milk wasn't strong enough for him and sometimes he didn't get enough of it, as his mother pushed him away to rest. When he reached four moons old and had been weaned, his mother died of her unknown illness and he was left with his father, Lionfoot. Lionfoot was kind to Flamepaw, but never gave him the attention he needed after the loss of his mother. When he became a warrior, his father retired to the elders den and eventually died of old age, as he was pretty old when his mother had had her first litter.
He's looking for someone to love, but he doubts that will happen because he is too shy to talk to any of the she-cats. He mostly keeps to himself but will make friends on occasion. (~~Honeyflower~~ )
Sorrelbreeze, 35 moons old Sorrelbreeze is a small, sorrel-colored she-cat with black ticking marks across her back and tail. She has faint olive-green eyes.
Sorrelbreeze is kind-hearted and slightly shy, but can occasionally have a quick temper. She's understanding and quiet, so she can easily be taken advantage of. She's not afraid to launch right into battle to protect somecat she cares for. She's an adept hunter and swimmer, and not the best fighter or climber.
Coppersky, 43 moons old Coppersky has a russet-copper colored pelt with striking green eyes and light(er) orange ears.
Coppersky usually always thinks twice before taking action. Sometimes he can be a little headstrong, and can have quite a temper with something or somecat, occasionally. Coppersky is a great fighter and climber, and can use the trees to his tactical advantage.
He's terrible at swimming. If he can barely touch the bottom of the water source, he would be so clumsy that he would tip over and possibly drown. When he hunts, it's okay, but usually ends up with about two pieces of prey and an empty section of territory in which he hunted.
Firepaw, 7 moons old Firepaw is a ginger tom with one thick dark stripe going down his back. He has fluffy, silky fur and sparkling green eyes. His legs are short and stubby, giving him the appearance that makes you want to say 'awwww!' He has some tabby markings on his face and legs, but otherwise is solid light ginger in color. His underside is a lighter pale ginger color.
Firepaw is a courageous tom. He likes to show off his courage in any way possible. He really is a coward on the inside, but tries to make himself look brave in front of the Clan. He's awkward in social situations. Firepaw is very active and tends to be very hyper when he gets excited, but when he gets hyper he becomes less focused. He tries hard to stay focused and often goes hunting by himself to try and improve, but he can't seem to get any better, no matter how hard he tries. Despite his name, Firepaw is deathly afraid of fire and will just stiffen up and stand there. That's what he does when he's truly afraid and just can't pretend to not be, which is surprisingly often for a cat that tries to be brave. At the end of the day, he's tired and loves to rest in the apprentice's den - or anywhere he can get to before collapsing and falling asleep.
Firepaw is a pretty good swimmer, despite his long fur. Water is one thing he isn't truly afraid of. He loves taking swims in the river after a long, hard day of training, right before he's about to plop down in his warm nest and sleep. He's also a fine fighter, as when he fights he gets excited and hyper and, although not able to focus as well, he can strike many blows to the opponent, but can't dodge many of theirs and often ends up in the medicine cat's den. He's pretty bad at hunting. His flame-colored pelt gives him away, but he also gets too excited when stalking the critter that he can't focus and forgets what to do next. When he does leap for the prey, it's either too soon or far too late, when the prey is already halfway back to its burrow. Climbing is another weakness of his. Whenever he's up high, he tries to show his bravery, but he simply can't and he stiffens up, refusing to go up, down or sideways. Tree climbing for him usually ends in tree climbing for another cat to come fetch him and bring him down. All in all, he's a good tom but tries too hard to hide his fears and fails to focus at tense and exciting times.
As a kit, Firepaw was treated well. His sibling, Hopepaw, died of starvation when she first became an apprentice. She wasn't eating so her Clan could, but Firepaw didn't know that, nor anyone else. Forever he will remember her and always remembers to eat his share of prey, no matter how excited or tired he is. His father died of Greencough one winter and his mother lives on as an NPC in the elders den, being old when having her first litter. (~~Honeyflower~~ ) (Mentor is Sprucetail) Brother to Hopepaw
Antpaw, 6 moons old Antkit is a very small oriental shaped body, cinnamon tortoiseshell with gun metal eyes, aka shiny grey. with a really small body.
Antkit is a very tough cat, it might not show by her size but it's there. there are times she actually acts like a kit, its usually when she is super excited and happy. She really doesn't like it when people call her small or a runt. Skills: Running, Climbing, Stalking Flaws: Hunting(the part where you catch the prey), Fighting, Swimming Mate/crush: Firepaw but its switching on and off.
Autumnpaw, 11 moons old Autumnpaw is a sturdy, strong tom-cat that has a dull brown pelt. His two front legs are a pale cream, as well as his back feet; Autumnpaw's tail is also the muted cream. His fur length is somewhat long through out his body, especially on his tail. He has curious, blue eyes are quite sizeable next to your average cat. They have a few golden specks scattered on the bottom.
While he seems like the type of cat to be boisterous and loud, Autumnpaw is actually unbelievably soft-spoken. He despises loud noises and crowds, so he tends to stray from them. Though, he seems to enjoy small talk and a conversation with one or two other cats. It's because he can overly awkward sometimes and others jokingly tell him about how bad at socializing he is, but he takes it seriously anyway.
Autumnpaw has always been pretty adventurous. He is always willing to explore some creepy cave or climb the tallest tree around for a good view. It's always made him stand out among a group, despite his shyness. He'll always be willing to go on hunting trips or border patrols to find new hiding spots or territory he hasn't seen. While it can be a good thing, he's probably going to be prone to being in danger. Autumnpaw enjoys being as athletic as he possibly can. Running can get his mind off things and makes him a better warrior, so he's all for it. He tends to be a bit jealous when others are faster or stronger than he is, but it only pushes him to work harder than he already is. Autumnpaw is a well-rounded feline, always trying something new, even swimming (despite his dislike for it). He just doesn't know how to hunt all that well. It's his biggest flaw and he hates it so much. While he wants to go on hunting patrols, he'll spend more time zoning out rather than actually paying attention to what everyone around him is doing. He also has trouble sleeping, causing him to be sleep-deprived all throughout the day. Brother to Springpaw
Springpaw, 11 moons old Springpaw is a lithe tom with slight tan fur, and slightly lighter stripes on his paws and tip of his tail. His fur is slightly darker on his back and the base of his tail, as well as on his ears and cheeks. There are dark stripes on his face, under his eyes and around his cheeks. There's also a dark diamond shape directly below his mouth, surrounded by a lighter color from the bottom of his noise and cheeks down to a point on his chest.
Much unlike his brother, Springpaw is rather loud. He's not afraid to speak his mind, and will do so rather obxnoxiously. He can handle conversing with multiple cats, priding himself in his ability to hold many conversations all at once.
Springpaw loves meeting new people, but going to new places? Not so much. He'll happily approach someone new and talk to them, but going somewhere to something new is really not his thing. He'll follow Autumnpaw if he ever leads him somewhere, but will likely complain the whole time. Springpaw loves to run, and will often do so, including racing against his brother. He loves the feeling of running somewhere, wind whipping through his fur, and will do it whenever possible.
Springpaw loves running, and prides himself on being a fast runner. He's not a very good hunter, usually unsure of what exactly to do. He's fast, so he's able to dodge, but he's not good at offense. (Mentor is Coppersky)
Kits: OPEN!
Elders: NOTICE: TREEPELT IS AN NPC, MEANING ANYONE CAN PLAY AS HER, BUT DO NOT DO ANYTHING OUT OF CHARACTER FOR HER WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! NPC: Treepelt, 82 moons old Treepelt is a brown she-cat with a darker stripe down her back and long fur. She has hazel eyes that have a base pigment of brown, giving them a coppery green appearance. She has long legs that give her fluid motion and almond-shaped eyes.
Treepelt is kind, wanting to do whatever she can for her Clanmates and especially for her son, Firepaw. She enjoys basking in the sunlight and sleeping in the elders den alike but is very lazy at times and doesn't like doing any of her warrior duties. Other than that, she'll do anything she can to help out in the camp.
Treepelt is best at telling stories to kits and doing other things around the camp. In her day, she was great at hunting and fighting alike, but now she's less-than-great at both. Right now, besides storytelling, swimming is her best skill and she only leaves camp to do that. She's a pretty bad climber, just like her son.
Since she's the oldest cat in the Clan, no one currently alive knows her history, but she had a pretty normal life. Mother to Firepaw and Hopepaw
Ancestors/StarClan (unplayable except in dreams, no form needed but allowed):
Hopepaw, 6 moons old at death Hopepaw was a medium shade of brown with medium-length fur and white dapples along her flank. She had strong, able legs and, although she was small, she could carry heavy weights on her back. She had large ears and an intelligent, yet pretty, expression. She had an average length plumy tail and pretty brown, almond-shaped eyes. She has a soft, light voice.
Hopepaw was very determined and brave, unlike her brother, who was a true coward. She made fun of him teasingly sometimes, but that only seemed to make him more determined to become 'brave'. She was kind and caring but sarcastic and funny, too. She was always light, even in tense situations, although this could make other cats upset because she would be making jokes as they were heading to their death. She wished she was still alive and well and feels bad for leaving her brother feeling so alone within the Clan, but knows it was the right thing to do and would benefit everyone.
When she was living, Hopepaw seemed to be the best hunter in the forest, often bringing back the most prey out of all of her Clanmates, though she worked hard and tirelessly for it. She was also a fine climber, great at using her tail for balance, unlike her brother, who couldn't climb a tree to save his life. She was a bad swimmer, though, and her brother had to save her from drowning almost as much as she had to save him from trees! She simply couldn't hurt a fly and even in battle training, claws sheathed, she was too soft on Firepaw and any other cat that chose to practice with her. She never had to go into a real battle, thank StarClan for that.
Eventually, when the prey shortage came, she knew some cats in her Clan would die if they didn't get more prey as soon as possible. First, she spent the entire day hunting, but only came back with a thirty-minute patrol's worth of prey at the end. No, hunting more wouldn't fix the problem. She stopped eating. After she died and the prey shortage ended, it turned out no one else died and this was probably partially thanks to Hopepaw. (Was made by ~~Honeyflower~~ ) Sister to Firepaw
Mintstar, 72 moons at death Mintstar was a gray tom with some medium to large white flecks all over his body. He had matted fur when he was alive, but in StarClan it's silky smooth. He has a light pink nose fringed with black fur. His eyes are brown and circle-shaped. (Made by ~~Honeyflower~~ )
Sandtail, 42 moons at death (I'm guessing) Sandtail was a long-furred ginger she-cat with long legs, average-sized ears and a lighter-colored tail. (Made by 🌼 Sprucetail 🌼 )
Thornfall, 40 moons at death Thornfall was a handsome, dark brown tom with black flecks over his whole body. He had pale ginger paws and tail-tip . (Made by 🌼 Sprucetail 🌼 )
Rowansky, 23 moons at death Rowansky was a sand-colored tom with black flecks over his whole body . (Made by 🌼 Sprucetail 🌼 )
Watermist, 45 moons at death Watermist was a gray she-cat with white flecks over her whole body. (Made by 🌼 Sprucetail 🌼 )
Appearance: Sorrelbreeze is a small, sorrel-colored she-cat with black ticking marks across her back and tail. She has faint olive-green eyes. Personality: Sorrelbreeze is kind-hearted and slightly shy, but can occasionally have a quick temper. She's understanding and quiet, so she can easily be taken advantage of. She's not afraid to launch right into battle to protect somecat she cares for. Skills: She's an adept hunter and swimmer, Flaws: and not the best fighter or climber. ~
Family: Unknown Mate/crush: open for both ;P Other: I has photo vvvv
Appearance: Coppersky has a russet-copper colored pelt with striking green eyes and light(er) orange ears. Personality: Coppersky usually always thinks twice before taking action. Sometimes he can be a little headstrong, and can have quite a temper with something or somecat, occasionally. Skills: Coppersky is a great fighter and climber, and can use the trees to his tactical advantage. Flaws: He's terrible at swimming. If he can barely touch the bottom of the water source, he would be so clumsy that he would tip over and possibly drown. When he hunts, it's okay, but usually ends up with about two pieces of prey and an empty section of territory in which he hunted. ~
Family: unknown Mate/crush: open for both Other: I has another piccy
Post by 🌼 Sprucetail 🌼 on Aug 1, 2017 17:54:55 GMT -5
Username: sprucetail Cat's name: Sprucetail Gender: She-Cat Rank: Warrior Age: 35 Moons ~ Appearance: Brown she-cat with blonde patches and bright green eyes. Medium length fur, with a lean figure. Long legs, which are good for climbing and stalking. She has a rather long tail. She has average size ears. Refer to profile picture ^-^ Personality: Kind and loving she-cat with a soft spot for kittens and toms she likes. She has a hard time with elders because of their tendency to disagree with everything. She can be sassy and rude at times, but only when she feels other cats have disrespected her. Skills: Hunting, climbing Flaws: Fighting, swimming ~ Family: Father and Mother died in the river. Her mother, Sandtail fell in and her father, Thornfall, tried to save her. Both drowned. She had one brother, Rowansky, who ran away after their parents died. They later found him dead, near where their parents had fallen, seemingly from dehydration. Everyone assumed he died on purpose. Mate/crush: None, she is desperately looking for someone. Show you like her, and maybe PM me! <3 Other: Since her tragic story with her family, she has tried to be the best warrior she could be, to live the lives her family couldn't. She has begged Cloudstar to let her to go see StarClan with him. She wanted to see her family, they never visited her dreams. He has never said yes
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Username: Sprucetail Cat's name: Jaysky Gender: Tom Rank: Deputy? If not warrior. Age: 40 moons ~ Appearance: Gray Tom with dark brown tabby markings. He has blue eyes. Muscular body and long tail. Medium length fur. Large paws with large claws, that make him a good fighter. Personality: Friendly and light hearted. When needed, he can be stern and aggressive. He loves everyone who is in the clan, but will be very stern with rogues and outsiders. Skills: Fighting, hunting Flaws: Climbing, hunting ~ Family: None. No siblings. Mother died of old age, unknown father. Mate/crush: Pm me? Pls? Other: Always dreamed of becoming deputy
(sorry I had to get rid of the italics, it's really hard to do on an iPad)
Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on Aug 2, 2017 8:51:21 GMT -5
Yeep!
Cloudstar: Cloudstar sat down in her den and drew a paw over her ear. She thought about how many times Sprucetail had asked to go see StarClan. Maybe I'll take her next time. She must have something important to ask them if she wants to go so badly.
Flameheart: He woke up in the warrior's den and stretched as far as he could without accidently prodding another cat. He stood and trotted out of the den, shaking his pelt to wake himself up. He sat down and began grooming himself.
Firepaw: Firepaw continued on sleeping.
(Want me to make family for the StarClan cats for Sprucetail and Jaysky? I'm in the mood for making forms xD)
Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on Aug 2, 2017 9:01:10 GMT -5
(In the allegiances, there's a part for deceased cats. I put Firepaw's sister, Hopepaw, there. If you want, you can tell me the names of Sprucetail's family and I can make the forms for them to put in the StarClan spot. I put that there for any cats that any cat might want to communicate with via dream.)
Post by 🌼 Sprucetail 🌼 on Aug 2, 2017 11:06:40 GMT -5
Kk) Sprucetail padded into the clearing, "Firepaw!" She called, "Let's go do some training!" She looked at Cloudstar's den, willing him to let her go soon. She sat down at the entrance to camp, and waited.
Jaysky padded into the clearing, he stretched. He licked his paw and carefully drew it over his ear. He looked at Cloudstar and wondered who the deputy would be, *Maybe shell choose me!* he thought hopefully
