A remake of an old thread I loved to death as a guest.
~~~ You run into the forest, in your final desperate escape from your old home. They called you a freak. An outcast. Wrong. You had to escape. They would exile you. Kill you, even. Your speed falters as you grow tired of running. Before you can stop running, you fall, and are unable to get up.
You look up to find a large tomcat staring down at you. "Have you fled from your old Clan, too?" he asks. "Don't worry. We're all 'freaks', too."
~~~ WelcometoFreakClan, the Clan that accepts cats of all kinds; subjects to a dark prophecy, mutants, cats with StarClan-born powers or history... No matter who you are, you have a place in FreakClan.
The camp and most of the territory is located in an area like this one: The most common prey are mice, shrews, and sparrows. More uncommon prey are small owls, rabbits, and frogs. Deer are common, but it requires multiple cats to take one down.
Foxes and hawks are common predators.
The Rocks is where warriors take their apprentices to train. The River Where cats go for water (or bathing, if they like that.) Not too far from the camp.
The Twolegplace A mysterious place few dare to enter. Sometimes cool junk gets left by the entrance to the woods, though. The Cherry Tree/The Pink Tree (imagine this but in a forest) A suspicious tree that no one questions it. It remains in bloom all year, littering that camp with it's blossoms. The Clan's main connection to it's version of StarClan.
Rules:
Falcons rules apply.
Ask me to start a prophecy/important event.
No more than 3 characters.
One high rank per person.
Go as overboard as you want with the history, but no mary sues pls.
Whitestar, or White Point Star, is the founder of FreakClan. He is 37 moons old, and noticeably larger than most cats. His fur is mostly white; but parts of his fur are a pale lilac color (This includes his paws, tailtip, ears, and back; He was considered a Gift From StarClan by his old Clan, their only link to their ancestors and spirits. When things started going sour and StarClan stopped speaking to them, he was treated harshly, but ran before he could be killed for something he could not control. Truly, Whitestar walks with one paw in two worlds. Despite appearing grumpy and old all the time, he is a caring, empathetic tom.
A large built gray-and-white tabby with dark orange eyes. He towers over the average tom in height but despite this he is less bulky amd more slender, his fur is short and curly that is soft and thick to the touch. Thistle was born to a group that called themselves a clan and he grew up believing that the Stars held power over them and their lives. He lived normally and happily till when 27 moons he died to a fox that torn him apart. Thistle learned of the curse the so-called Stars had blessed him with the day he died. Soft-spoken Thistle is hardly one to draw attention to himself or be heard in a discussion. He enjoys keeping his feelings and secrets to himself though it's mostly done out of fear of what others would think about him; Thistle is paranoid around cats that are super friendly and those that try to get close to him. Thistleleap is ' blessed ' to come back to life like a leader would but his wounds, though not physical, do not heal and he suffers with every pained breath. Before FreakClan he was a roaming rogue/loner when he left behind his group that called themselves a clan.
A fluffy white she-cat with a bright red collar. Alaska used to be a kittypet before she moved into a clan (not FreakClan). However, cats thought her name was weird, she refused to change it, and her collar seemed impossible to take off. She wouldn't change her name because she loved the Twolegs who raised her. During a tornado, the house got destroyed and she got lost; everything looked and smelled different in the wreckage. She joined a clan, but there was a lot of gossip and she never felt quite accepted. After a fight with the rogues, who recognized her from a run-in back when she was a kittypet, the clan cats suspected her of bringing the rogues there and exiled her. Alaska is a hard worker, and will do almost anything to be accepted as one of the clan cats (other than change her name). She's never had an apprentice, but would really like it since it's a part of contributing to the clan.
www.our-happy-cat.com/images/silver-abyssianian-cat.jpg Marshbelly came from another Clan. His mother was scorned for having a kit with a loner; and then was forced to give him up. Due to his short history, he's almost never in a good mood. Marshbelly tends to snap quite a bit, and make a lot of sarcastic remarks.
www.imakatzcattery.com.my/images/sampledata/catbreed/mainec2.jpg Bear used to be a kittypet, but when his housefolk moved out he was left behind in their empty cottage. He went outside and made himself a den. He taught himself how to hunt and fight, and he eventually came across a Clan. They took him in and gave him the name Bearfang. But one day, he got a mysterious dream that he believed to be a prophecy. He told the leader and medicine cat about it, and they didn't believe that StarClan would send a dream to an average warrior. The next day, however, the message ("Rely on spark and flame in time of danger.") came true with two warriors named Sparkclaw and Flamefur saving their Clan from destruction. They were afraid that he would be a danger to the Clan, and they exiled him. He wandered around before coming across FreakClan. There, he was accepted as a warrior. Bearfang is a loyal, trustworthy tom that knows personal boundaries and refuses to back out of a tough situation. However, he can also be foolish and naive at times.
Red was never a kittypet. But he was a loner, and his sister, Turtle, was a kittypet. Turtle died in a rogue attack, and forever after that he wore her color. He dislikes rogues. He is used to being disrespected. Childish, grumpy, awkward Slight ability to make other cats slightly blind/deaf (for 1-3 minutes)
Creamish-tan tom with heterochromia. The top half of his eyes are amber, the bottom half green. He has white chest-fur, faint white stripes on his front legs, and white front paws. He has a bandage wrap around his front left leg, similar to the wraps on mummies. He also has a hole through the center of his left ear. He wears a red collar with a silver, circle tag with the name "Glaze" on it. Edgy, grumpy, sarcastic, kind to the cats he's close to, violent, dangerous. Tiju was originally a kittypet named Glaze. He was namex after Glaze donuts by his twoleg. Eventually, his twoleg moved out and left him behind. He wandered the streets, and started fighting random cats. Ye eventually roamed into the forest, and got shot in the front left leg by a drunken farmer. The farmer's wife got the vet to fix him up. Later, he was shot again, but the bullet went through the center of his left ear. After being shot for the second time, he ran for his life, eventually finding FreakClan. He has three yellow dog teeth stuck in the very front of his collar from when he tried to rip the thing off. He feels disconnected from reality. He's afraid of trains and heights. His element is fire. He has an unusual amount of strength, and he can dislocate most parts of a cat's body with his claws sheathed if he hits hard enough.
Violetpaw is a white she-cat with a purple stripe down her spine She and her brother, Branchpaw, just recently joined the Clan. Before, they lived in an abandoned Twoleg home. They found a mysterious object one day that hadn't been there before. They both touched it at different times. Nothing happened. Then they both touched it at the same time and it glowed before exploding and giving Violetpaw (at the time Violet) a purple stripe down her spine and Branchpaw (at the time Branch) a brown one. They joined the Clan after a mysterious storm hit their abandoned home and they left in search of another. Violetpaw is very emotional and loves to hang out alone. She hopes that her mentor can cheer her up, but she always feels like a freak and an outcast. She hangs out with Branchpaw a lot and often cries. She wants to become a warrior desperately and is very loyal. However, like Lostface's name, the name "FreakClan" takes away her courage.
A white tom with a brown stripe down his spine. History is the same as Violetpaw's. He is less emotional and likes to fight. He is very eager and sarcastic, being your typical apprentice. He enjoys playing in puddles and hanging with his sister.
cdn2-www.cattime.com/assets/uploads/gallery/somali-cats-and-kittens/somali-cats-kittens-8.jpg Aspenstream used to be very sweet as a kit and an apprentice. But then for a few days, she decided to stray out of the territory and explore. She came back five sunrises later, edgy and untrusting. A day later she got a little better, but from then on she was always grumpy and tired. Aspenstream is tired, grumpy, and snaps at the apprentices for the smallest reasons.[/spoiler
Rogues/Loners:
Last Edit: Jun 7, 2017 14:22:48 GMT -5 by umby OwO
Post by ~Hollyspark~ on May 28, 2017 9:00:59 GMT -5
Username: mittens66 Cat Name: Alaska (look in the history) Appearance: fluffy white she-cat with a bright red collar History: Alaska used to be a kittypet before she moved into a clan (not FreakClan). However, cats thought her name was weird, she refused to change it, and her collar seemed impossible to take off. She wouldn't change her name because she loved the Twolegs who raised her. During a tornado, the house got destroyed and she got lost; everything looked and smelled different in the wreckage. She joined a clan, but there was a lot of gossip and she never felt quite accepted. After a fight with the rogues, who recognized her from a run-in back when she was a kittypet, the clan cats suspected her of bringing the rogues there and exiled her. Personality: Alaska is a hard worker, and will do almost anything to be accepted as one of the clan cats (other than change her name). She's never had an apprentice, but would really like it since it's a part of contributing to the clan. Age: 36 Rank: Warrior Extra/Other: I'll make another character later Password: A. Burr Jk A. Ham
"Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light." - Albus Dumbledore
Post by Fir Splash on May 28, 2017 13:48:55 GMT -5
Username: sheepspots Cat Name: Marshbelly Appearance: www.our-happy-cat.com/images/silver-abyssianian-cat.jpg History: Marshbelly came from another Clan. His mother was scorned for having a kit with a loner; and then was forced to give him up. Personality: Due to his short history, he's almost never in a good mood. Marshbelly tends to snap quite a bit, and make a lot of sarcastic remarks. Age: 17 m.o. Rank: Warrior Extra/Other: I might make another character later.. Password: A.HAM
JUST BECAUSE MY PATH IS DIFFERENT DOESN'T MEAN I'M LOST
Profile pic my Ginger! Kudos to them.
Formerly known as "sheepspots", but I doubt anybody remembers.
Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on May 28, 2017 18:04:44 GMT -5
((You know, Erin Hunter, I actually liked my OC's Violetpaw and Twigpaw. Then you went and made books about them and I had to change them )) Username: hawkfrost100 Cat name: Violetpaw Appearance: Violetpaw is a white she-cat with a purple stripe down her spine (read history. It's overboard but hey, you said we could lol). History: She and her brother, Branchpaw, just recently joined the Clan. Before, they lived in an abandoned Twoleg home. They found a mysterious object one day that hadn't been there before. They both touched it at different times. Nothing happened. Then they both touched it at the same time and it glowed before exploding and giving Violetpaw (at the time Violet) a purple stripe down her spine and Branchpaw (at the time Branch) a brown one. They joined the Clan after a mysterious storm hit their abandoned home and they left in search of another. Personality: Violetpaw is very emotional and loves to hang out alone. She hopes that her mentor can cheer her up, but she always feels like a freak and an outcast. She hangs out with Branchpaw a lot and often cries. She wants to become a warrior desperately and is very loyal. However, like Lostface's name, the name "FreakClan" takes away her courage. Age: 8 moons Rank: Warrior's apprentice Extra/other: Her brother is Branchpaw. Password: A.HAM
Username: hawkfrost100 Cat name: Branchpaw Appearance: A white tom with a brown stripe down his spine. History: Same as Violetpaw's. Personality: He is less emotional and likes to fight. He is very eager and sarcastic, being your typical apprentice. He enjoys playing in puddles and hanging with his sister. Age: 8 moons Rank: Warrior's apprentice Extra/other: His sister is Violetpaw. Password: A.HAM
Post by Fir Splash on May 28, 2017 19:36:51 GMT -5
Username: sheepspots Cat name: Aspenstream Appearance: cdn2-www.cattime.com/assets/uploads/gallery/somali-cats-and-kittens/somali-cats-kittens-8.jpg History: Aspenstream used to be very sweet as a kit and an apprentice. But then for a few days, she decided to stray out of the territory and explore. She came back five sunrises later, edgy and untrusting. A day later she got a little better, but from then on she was always grumpy and tired. Personality: Aspenstream is tired, grumpy, and snaps at the apprentices for the smallest reasons. Age: 49 m.o. Rank: Elder Extra/other: She is said to have been a former loner named Aspen. Password: A.HAM
JUST BECAUSE MY PATH IS DIFFERENT DOESN'T MEAN I'M LOST
Profile pic my Ginger! Kudos to them.
Formerly known as "sheepspots", but I doubt anybody remembers.
Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on May 28, 2017 20:18:56 GMT -5
((Fir Splash... Err... Unless your cat retired early due to injury, just to give you a reference, Cloudtail is nine years old and still a warrior.)) ((Also, you don't need to change the name unless you want to, umby OwO ))
Branchpaw: Branchpaw yawned and waved his tail, the brown stripe on his spine showing. He looked around. I wonder if my mentor wants me... He flicked his ear towards Marshbelly, but didn't join him. He saw his sister and trotted over. "Wanna go hunting?" he asked softly.
Violetpaw: Violetpaw looked tense as Branchpaw approached, but relaxed when he mentioned hunting. "Sure," she meowed. Then she tensed again. "But perhaps Alaska wants me to train. Let me go ask her." She stood up, rigid and alert, not quite trusting anyone except Branchpaw yet. I miss my old name.. But I suppose living here is better... I guess. She walked over to Alaska, her movements stiff, as if Alaska was going to attack her. She edged forward, her spine hunched, fear scent wafting off of her. Her fur prickled and she edged forwards, not slowly but not quick-footed either. "Err, I was going to, err, go hunting with my brother, but, um, do you want to teach me anything?" She forced her fur flat and got ready to flee in case Alaska turned to her, hissing and yowling about how stupid and ugly and awful she was, or wouldn't even talk to her because she was such a freak or so ugly... Her fur bushed.
Branchpaw: Branchpaw watched his sister. He bounded up to Marshbelly. "Is there anything you would like to teach me? I was going hunting with my sister, but we both want to know if you guys want to teach us anything." He waited for a response but also kept one eye on his sister.
(Fir Splash, accepted, but maybe add something to give a reason for her retiring early.)
Whitestar rose from his nest, barely ready to be awake. The Clan is small... Will I even be able to lead this many? he thought, his self-doubts starting to overpower him. You have no deputy, hardly enough cats to send out a patrol... He shook his head, and left his den.
"Alaska, Violetpaw... and, Marshbelly, Branchpaw, patrol the territory. Look for any rogues or threats... hunt, if you want." he said, knowing that the camp would be defenseless if anything did attack.
Post by ~~Honeyflower~~ on May 28, 2017 21:08:21 GMT -5
Violetpaw: Violetpaw stiffened, hearing her name, and looked up at Whitestar. You thought you might be sick at the strong look of fear in her eyes, as if she was surrounded by badgers instead of nice cats. She nodded slowly. "Okay..." she meowed, stuttering a little. I'm a freak. The thought pounded in her head as she trotted towards Branchpaw. I'm a freak...
Whitestar watched the patrol leave camp, before walking to a shady tree. No warriors or apprentices. Just you and Aspenstream... He wondered why she retired; she was only a year older than him, and most Clan cats stayed warriors well past that age. Eh, it doesn't concern me. His thoughts flickered back to his old Clan. ...Why? Why did they believe in me like that? ...what even is a 'White Point Star'?
(( Yeah. Aspenstream retired early due to a slight mental breakdown shortly after the incident where she wandered, and she jumped off a tree in the swamp, and it injured her front right paw + leg, so she couldn't do her warrior duties, kind of like Cinderpelt, except she didn't become a medicine cat apprentice ))
Marshbelly "Well, after the patrol I was planning on starting battle training.. Unless you want to review hunting crouches. After we finish you can hunt."
JUST BECAUSE MY PATH IS DIFFERENT DOESN'T MEAN I'M LOST
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Formerly known as "sheepspots", but I doubt anybody remembers.
Post by ~Hollyspark~ on May 29, 2017 8:26:32 GMT -5
Alaska purred, touching Violetpaw lightly with her tail. The apprentice looked so frightened and unconfortable. I remember when I was like that, she thought sympathetically. Well, sometimes I still am. She was glad that she got Violetpaw as an apprentice. Maybe someday she could get through to her and they could become best friends. "Looks like Whitestar just answered your question," she meowed. "Maybe afterwards we could do some battle training with your brother and Marshbelly."
Last Edit: May 29, 2017 8:27:07 GMT -5 by ~Hollyspark~
"Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light." - Albus Dumbledore
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