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My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Fri Mar 09, 2018 1:10 pm

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My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Fri Mar 09, 2018 1:18 pm

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♪ The site's rules apply, per usual.
♪ Please post all ooc and characters forms on the form and discussion thread.
♪ Two high ranks per-writer. This includes prophecy cats.
♪ No copying of prefixes.
♪ All characters except for outsiders must be named after birds. However, if the outsiders join the clan, they will be renamed to have a bird-based name.
♪ LGBTQ+ characters are welcome here.
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My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Fri Mar 09, 2018 1:32 pm

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21 she-cats, 23 toms, 2 other
46 total

Link to Rank Explanations

My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Fri Mar 09, 2018 1:37 pm

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[→ likes them, ↔ like each other, ♥ mates, ✕ ex-mates, ﹢ mentors]

Puffinleaf ﹢ Ternpaw
Hawkstream ﹢ Albatrosspaw
Quetzalcrest ﹢ Flickerpaw
Ospreycloud ﹢ Heronpaw
Finchfeather ﹢ Shrikepaw
Pigeonpounce ﹢ Chickadeepaw
Nightingalesong ﹢ Swanpaw
Dovetail ﹢ Thrushpaw
Tealsky ﹢ Pheasantpaw

Sparrowleap → Serintail

No mates currently

Skuastar ✕ Cardinalblaze

Skuastar & Cardinalblaze are the parents of Kitekit, Starlingkit, and Falconkit
Lily is the mother of Canaryheart
Sparrowleap is the half-sister of Heronpaw and Flickerpaw
Flickerpaw and Heronpaw are brothers
Ternpaw and Pheasantpaw are half-siblings

My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Sat Mar 10, 2018 12:04 pm

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The leader and the teller have just received a prophecy;
Three fledglings will fly off, only to guide a storm under their wings as they return.

Subjects;;
♪ Kitekit | Gay-Lucifer
♪ Starlingkit | pegasusfeathers
♪ Falconkit | Cats&Cucumbers
♪ Lily | CourtofLions

The Current Season & Weather
It's currently the start of Greenleaf
The weather is rainy, with fairly strong winds

My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Mon Mar 12, 2018 5:17 am

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Birdclan's Camp: At the very center of the island, there is a small but dense forest, the only trees on the entire island. This is where Birdclan's camp resides, as the trees help block out a lot of the winds during storms. One flaw, however, is during more intense storms, trees are at risk of falling. The song of birds often fills the forest during the day.

Birdclan's Dens: All of the dens are made out of hollowed out logs of varying sizes, arranged to circle around the center of camp, with the accessible entrances facing the center. Rocks are used to block off the entrance facing away from camp, and moss dangles in front of the entrance facing into the center. The nursery has thorny vines surrounding it to keep the kits safe.

The Flatlands: The flatlands are a vast stretch of land in between the little forest and the cliffs. During the stormy season, this area is covered in puddles. During thunderstorms, cats are also warned to avoid this area, as they're at risk for getting struck by lightning. Rocks big and small also litter the flatlands, offering great vantage points.

The Cliffs: Instead of beaches, this island has cliffs. The rocks along the cliffs are very slippery and hazardous, and many, many cats have died here. When the ocean is rough, sometimes waves are tall enough to reach the top of the cliffs. Some birds seem to enjoy resting here, though.

Birdie's Stone: This is only reachable at low tide, but this is where cats are able to communicate with Starclan. It's distinguishable from other rocks because it's multi-colored- grey, black, and white. It's rumored that Starclan gave the rock its color because of Birdie's pelt color, but nobody knows if it's true.

Prey:
♪ Various types of migratory birds [common]
♪ Small fish [common, hard to catch]
♪ Small rodents [common]
♪ Lizards [common]
♪ Frogs / Toads [common]

Predators:*
♪ Large birds of prey [common]
♪ Boar [rare, only if angered]
♪ Feral dogs [rare]

* the main threat's usually are from the storms or falling off the cliffs

My gallery · by **Luscinia** » Mon Mar 12, 2018 12:54 pm

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stats wrote:tom | 42 moons
leader | 8 lives left
heterosexual | crush; open
apprentice; n/a
location; teller's den
tags; Quetzalcrest, Flickerpaw

Skuastar woke up with a jolt, anxiety creeping upon him faster than a running rabbit. The voice of Dovestar echoed in his mind, reciting the vague prophecy; "Three fledglings will fly off, only to guide a storm under their wings as they return." He hastily sat up from his nest and groomed his silken golden brown fur, then speed-walked out of the comfort of his den. As soon as he stepped paw outside, a strong gust slammed into him, and he was immediately pelted with raindrops. Nonetheless, he pushed on, until he reached the teller's den. He entered the den without warning- the leader didn't need an invitation inside, right? Especially not with something so vital.

"Quetzalcrest, you and I need to have a talk. Immediately. This is incredibly important." The young leader urged, not caring about whether or not the tom was awake or not. His tail tip flicked back-and-forth with great impatience as he waited for the teller's response.

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stats wrote:she-cat | 36 moons
warrior
heterosexual | crush; open
apprentice; n/a
location; warrior's den
tags; open

Nightingalesong had woken up a while ago, but she procrastinated leaving the den to brace the foul weather of the day. Instead, she sat out of the way of the nest where cats were rousing, and sat near the exit of the den, gazing to the outside. She noticed the leader rushing out of the den, scoffing quietly to herself at the look of disgust he gave as he was taken off guard by the wind and rain. His actions piqued her curiosity as he slipped inside of the teller's den, but she didn't feel like eavesdropping today. She had never been fond of Skuastar, not as a deputy, and especially not as a leader. He carried himself so arrogantly, and while a leader was higher in rank, it didn't necessarily mean he could treat other cats as lower. What she wouldn't give to take over his position, and to treat her clanmates with the respect they deserved... Or perhaps her intentions were more selfish? Perhaps she simply desired power.

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stats wrote:tom | 28 moons
warrior
bisexual | crush; open
apprentice; n/a
location; camp
tags; open

When Canaryheart woke up, the first thing he noticed was Nightingalesong sitting cozily by the exit of the den, staring to the outside. He always thought she was kind of odd- suspicious, even- and this didn't seem to ease his opinion at all. That aside, he prepared himself for the day with the typical grooming and stretching routine, before carefully weaving through the crowd of nests and passing Nightingalesong on the way out of the den. Wind and rain attacked him, but he ignored it the best he could. He could only hope that Anhingaheart would assign him to one of the morning patrols, otherwise he'd die of boredom. With no apprentice to train, nor a mate or kits to tend to, he had nothing better to do. With a huff of impatience, he sat down underneath one of the thicker-canopied trees, which partially blocked some of the rainfall. His soft yellow eyes flickered about camp, taking mental notes who were waking up and starting their days.

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stats wrote:tom | 28 moons
warrior
bisexual | crush; open
apprentice; n/a
location; warrior's den
tags; open

Jaywatcher woke up when he heard his brother, Canaryheart, get up beside him, and groggily, the smaller of the two brothers lifted his head. He watched as his brother, without a moment's hesitance, stepped out into the windy and rainy world. The silver tom let out a small groan, stretching his limbs out, taking up the space of Canaryheart's nest. He didn't even make an effort to get up, promising himself that he'd be one of the last few to get up today. Usually he was an early riser, but he was on one of the later patrols yesterday, and he still felt sore from hauling himself across the rocks near the cliffs' edges. His paws were also pretty tender from the experience, with sharp stones that occasionally drew a little blood when he stepped on them. He set his head back down, forcing his eyes back shut, but his ears were still attune to the shifting cats around him.

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stats wrote:she-cat | 38 moons
queen
bisexual | crush; open
kits; Kitekit, Starlingkit, Falconkit
location; nursery
tags; her kits, open

Cardinalblaze woke up to the fierce sound of the wind howling outside the nursery, and the rain pelting against the den. Today would most certainly lead to a tough decision- either let the kits get horribly muddy while they play outside, or make them stay inside the nursery, which would mean lots of complaints. They were four moons now, and like any mother, she felt bittersweet. Soon enough, she'd be able to go on patrols, and go for walks through the territory without guilt. Nowadays, it wasn't like she could ask Skuastar to watch over them for her while she takes a break- he was still bitter from her splitting off. Still, she enjoyed motherhood, and she adored her kits just like any mother does. While she mulled over what to do with the dreary day, she gave all three of her kits affectionate licks on the tops of their heads.

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stats wrote:she-cat | 50 moons
loner
heterosexual | crush; open
location; the cliffs
tags; open

Lily sat upon the cliffs, watching as the waves crashed against the jagged walls. The waves reached high up, but failed to break over the edge. She often came here when she felt lonely, taking some comfort in the lovely scenery, even on a nasty day like this. She came here when Leopold fell ill, she came here the day after she left her kits at Birdclan's borders, and she came here after Leopold's death. She craved company, but knew better than the wander into Birdclan's territory to seek it. She had no intention of joining the clan, no matter how much she wished to see her two sons again. A cream-colored tom and a silver tom, like the sun and the moon. The she-cat closed her eyes and lifted her chin to the sky, embracing the way the wind felt against her long pelt.

My gallery · by **ara vhen'an !** » Mon Mar 12, 2018 1:28 pm

AlbatrossPaw (Dawn)
Nonbinary | 12 moons | Wound Healer Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | Hawkstream | #__
AlbatrossPaw was already up during the early hours of the morning, sitting right inside the den, enjoying the sounds of the harsh rain outside. The sound of the rain was soothing and calming to them, one of the few sounds they truly enjoyed, because they could actually hear it. It may be faint, but it was soft and kind, like the fuzz of a mother's tail curling around their kit. They had already gone over their herbs this morning, so now they were relaxing, their fur fluffed up to keep them warm from the cold rain, though they didn't mind the cold so much as the others hated it.

TealSky
Tom | 28 moons | Warrior | Pansexual | Crush: Open | Pheasantpaw | #__
TealSky kept to himself in the warriors den, watching the rain from his nest in the back of the den. He debated going out anyways to do a morning hunt, but he didn't want to have to visit the plague healer for any sickness that might occur from that, so he remained, in a slight doze, listening to the rain and his thoughts.

ShrikePaw (Fall)
Non-Binary | 10 moons | Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | Finchfeather | #__
ShrikePaw watched the camp from inside the apprentice den, laying in their nest that was rather close to the entrance. They spotted SkuaStar leave his den and enter the Tellers den and was curious about what was so dire that he needed to go out into the rain for, but their dislike for wet fur was enough to prevent them from leaving the nice, warm apprentice den in order to snoop and eavesdrop.

KiteKit (Fire)
Tom | 4 moons | Kit | Homoflexible | Crush: Open | x | #CardinalBlaze, siblings
KiteKit mewed softly when CardinalBlaze licked him. He looked up at his mother and smiled at her, his blue eyes already turned golden green and bright with emotion. Today, his eyes were calm and collective, perfectly happy to stay inside with his mother while the rain pounded outside the den. Though, he wasn't sure if his sisters would be okay with it, and he dreaded to hear their whining voices about the rain and the future mud all in their fur.

My gallery · by **axelandria** » Mon Mar 12, 2018 2:04 pm

Ravenheart

Ravenheart twitched her nose and woke up as a tail brushed across her muzzle. She opened her eyes to slits as Canaryheart left the warriors' den. Ravenheart stared after the cream-coloured tom for a moment before she pushed herself to her paws, knowing she wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, not with the sound of wind and rain buffeting outside. The black she-cat weaved through the nests in the den, stepping on an ear accidentally. "Hey!" Kestrelflight muttered, twitching his ear. "That hurt!" Ravenheart rolled her eyes. "Hush up, I'm sorry." She quickly exited then, careful moving around Nightingalesong. She closed her eyes against the rain, but held her ground against the wind. Ravenheart made her way over to a tree where Canaryheart was already sitting. She made no attempt at conversation, preferring to simply sit quietly under the tree.

Kestrelflight

Kestrelflight peeled open his eyes as a paw went down on his ear. He looked up to see Ravenheart, who looked slightly apologetic, until he spoke. Then she looked disgusted, and stalked away. Kestrelflight shrugged and heaved himself to his paws. He stepped as carefully as he could around the other nests, and made his way to the exit. He took one look outside and turned around, opting to stay inside the dry den. "Nope, not happening," he thought aloud, and carefully maneuvered around the nests once more. He finally made it back to his nest, and collapsed in it. Closing his eyes, he attempted to fall back into blissful sleep.

My gallery · by **phayraoh** » Mon Mar 12, 2018 2:49 pm

A N H I N G A H E A R T
♀ | deputy
47 moons
location: camp
tags: Canaryheart, Nightingalesong,
Kestrelight

indentGusts of wind made quick work of Anhingaheart’s peaceful sleep. She blinked open her eyes, her nose immediately bombarded with the sharp scent of wet rock and salt. Rain drummed in her ears, and though every muscle in her body told her not to get up out of her nest, she did it anyway. The sable she-cat gingerly rid herself of moss and small feathers, a small yawn parting her jaws. After she was done, she glanced around the den, noticing who was awake. “Ah, Canaryheart,” she breathed, “How about you take out a hunting patrol? And...who’s that I see back there? Nightingalesong? You can come with me on a hunt with some others.” Her gaze flickered around to the other cats still deep in their nests. Kestrelflight had actually come back into the den, and that action certainly didn’t pass over the deputy’s radar. “Kestrelflight can join you, Canaryheart. He looks like he wants to get his paws muddy today.” Flicking the young warrior over the ear to rouse him, she beckoned for Nightingalesong to follow as she strode head high from the warriors’ den, undaunted by the weather.

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Q U E T Z A L C R E S T
♂ | teller
40 moons
location: camp
tags: Skuastar

indentLooking up from his little supply of herbs and handy kitting-sticks, the massive somali tom swung his head around to the entrance as Skuastar burst in, letting in a chill draft. “This better be good,” he muttered under his breath, turning to face his leader with a nonchalant expression. “Skuastar...what is it?” To say he was worried would be a lie. Not much phased him, seeing as he hung out with queens and kits for a living. They said the craziest things sometimes, molding him into a stoic message-bearer and—when necessary—a stellar liar...how else do you reassure queens and scare kits into obedience? I’m practically everyone’s dad. He inwardly chuckled, doing his best to make sure that his leader didn’t see that he was humored. Hush, Quetzalcrest...these are serious matters! Straightening up, he faced the older tom with sparkling yellow eyes, as if the sun had taken refuge from the storm inside of his skull.

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S E R I N T A I L
♂ | warrior
39 moons
location: cliffs
tags: open

indentWhile most cats hated the stormy weather, Serintail rather enjoyed it. At times it was quite useful, providing him with mud and easy access to stones that were normally rooted firmly in the ground by dry soil. He was currently picking his way across the sleek black stones over the cliffs, a long trail of brown vine-like material in his mouth. He’d found it washed up on the shore and had been thrilled; it would be perfect for his new trap. Most cats didn’t hunt here anyway...it was far too rocky to get a pawhold, but it was perfect for trapping gulls. Approaching the spot he’d picked out a few days prior, he studied a rounded rock with a large crack split down the middle. Hopping up, he grabbed the fish he’d caught before fetching the rope and used his paws to shove one end of the rope into its mouth. The knot at the end lodged in perfectly, keeping it from slipping out. Tossing the fish into the crack, Serintail then got to work rolling a smaller stone onto the other end of the rope. His hope was that, whatever animal decided to get the fish, the rock at the edge of the crack would become dislodged by the rope’s movements and fall in, crushing the animal. He hadn’t tested it, as he usually couldn’t with most of his traps, but if not, he’d try something else.

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