HopeClan ❀Not Accepting❀ *IMPORTANT POLL*

[Whale_Shark]

Mossheart felt her heart breaking as she looked at Swanfoot. "I. I didn't. I never wanted to leave." Her shoulders shook, closing her eyes. "I was sick. I was sick as well as my kits, but I had to. When we where all sick, I had two options... I could try to keep myself healthy, or I could make sure that my kits would survive. No matter the cost." She sighed shaking her head. "You aren't a mother. I don't think you would understand." The dead queen looked up, stary eyes glittering with tears. "I am so. So sorry I had to leave my family... I never wanted to. I love them, so much...." She shook her head looking down at the two kits she had here, smiling faintly.

Poppythorn perked his ears up in surprise nose twitching as he looked around, swearing that he could smell Antpaw. And.... Dager? The tortoiseshell warrior looked round, calling out softly. "Uhhh.... Antpaw? Dagger? Are you guys out here?"



(( I'm thinking of having Night already by full dark forrest warrior. Just like. Alive. But yeh. Cuz there is only one warrior and i'm too lazy to make more cats.))

[Mr. Cloudwhisker]

[ Picture is a little big, but that's okay.
All credit goes to me.

]

Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят & ˩ισиℓιɢнт

Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ

Swanfoot turned around quickly, happiness filling her face. The white cat saw him. Him, my lover, my go-to, my life and world. Forever and always. She listened to his words, tears of happiness filling her eyes. As soon as he was done talking, she leapt on top of him, staring down into his sparking green eyes and licking his face lovingly. A few tears dripped down off of her cheeks. "You know I'll always worry about you." Swanfoot meowed, tilting her head. A smile surfaced on her face as a few more tears fell, her tail twined around the end of his. "I'm going to be a great warrior, for you, for me." Swanfoot whispered, nodding her head quickly. The white cat let out a tiny and sad laugh. She then lightly stepped on his paw, hoping that he would know the symbolism of the soft touch.

"I love you too."

Swanfoot reluctantly looked up, overjoyed to see Mossheart. She looked as if no harm had ever come upon her in her short life. "Mossheart, oh, Mossheart." Swanfoot whispered, tilting her head. She pressed her nose into the starry cat's pelt with sadness. "I understand, but what I don't understand is why? Why did you kill yourself? You had a loving mate who is a father, and kits that need you. They miss you, and they want you. They don't know where you've gone, but they want to come with you." Swanfoot said, tears running down her face. She listened to the dead cat's next words. "But look at the cost!" Swanfoot cried. "Rowanlog is breaking in two. He's trying to hide it from his kits while taking it out on other warriors, including myself. Applekit is obviously unhappy, and Ivykit supports her in her quest to blame everything on Rowanlog. They think that he didn't love you because he was never around them and wasn't crying for you. Your brother wants to change Lionkit's name to Deathkit." she sobbed, not knowing how she knew that. The white cat hadn't been there to witness any of those events. It's this place... Sorrow and a tint of pity tainted her voice, eyes, and face. A bit of a shadow covered her pelt, her watery eyes turning a dark blue. "They needed you, and you left them!" the white cat said, reluctantly stepping off of Lionlight. "I don't understand! If you wanted to help your kits then why did you leave them? They all needed you more than ever!" Swanfoot whispered, tears streaming from her eyes.

Δитραω
Ƭσмcαт | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя

Ɯнɛяɛʌɛя Ɩ'м ɢσιиɢ,
Ɩ'м αℓяɛα∂ʏ нσмɛ. - Ĵαƨσи Ѧιяαʓ

Antpaw pricked his ears as a new voice came. Poppythorn...? He shivered a little, shaking the bush. Fox-dung...

Δρρℓɛκιт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ƙιт | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Яσωαиℓσɢ, Ƭнʋи∂ɛяκιт, Ĵσʏκιт, & Ѧσƨƨнɛαят

Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc

Applekit suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. "It's okay, dad." she meowed, resting her tiny tail in his shoulder. "I want you to grieve. Let it out. How do you really feel? Please, yowl, cry, dig your claws into the ground. Take it out on a tree. Do something." Applekit squeaked. She nuzzled up against her dad.

[ Oh wow.

Many things to tell.

Mossheart died
Thunderkit and Joykit died
Antpaw and Dagger are hiding in the woods
Many new players
I created some fan art ^^^
Swanfoot took a trip to StarClan
Applekit somewhat turned on her father
Rowanlog is going crazy
Lightningpaw died
There is a new poll
Lionkit's new name is Deathkit
The apprentices are becoming warriors
The kits are becoming apprentices (I think).

Das about it. Welcome back! ]

[willisscared]

((omg Deathkit Also that fanart is truly AMAZING and i love it! I should do some too maybe...maybe like Swiftclaw and Adderclaw...idk maybe))

Adderclaw

Adderclaw watched intently as his son attacked Stonefire. Stonefire hissed as he was pressed to the ground and tried to shove Swiftclaw off. "Get off of me!" Stonefire screeched, slashing his claws wildly through the air at Swiftclaw.

Thrushpaw

((when are the apprentices becoming warriors? also Thrushpaw is about to hurt herself and she needs a warrior or cat strong enough to carry her back to camp))

[Thetigerwithin-]

(I'm drawing swiftclaw right now And i'm always open for drawing requests! Just ask away if you want me to draw your cat or a group of cats together! <333)

Thornpaw|Tom|Apprentice|Tags- Larkpaw

As the dark brown tom entered camp he eyed the fresh-kill pile , carrying his squirrel and his two mice over to the pile and dropping them on it. As he was padding over he noticed larkpaw sitting down, her silver fur glowing in the moonlight as she sat there. He thought he'd pad over to start a bit of a conversation with her, to lighten the mood about mossheart's death, along with her kits too "Hey" Thornpaw meowed softly, approaching her from behind

[Mr. Cloudwhisker]

[ Picture is a little big, but that's okay.
All credit goes to me.

]

Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят & ˩ισиℓιɢнт

Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ

Swanfoot turned around quickly, happiness filling her face. The white cat saw him. Him, my lover, my go-to, my life and world. Forever and always. She listened to his words, tears of happiness filling her eyes. As soon as he was done talking, she leapt on top of him, staring down into his sparking green eyes and licking his face lovingly. A few tears dripped down off of her cheeks. "You know I'll always worry about you." Swanfoot meowed, tilting her head. A smile surfaced on her face as a few more tears fell, her tail twined around the end of his. "I'm going to be a great warrior, for you, for me." Swanfoot whispered, nodding her head quickly. The white cat let out a tiny and sad laugh. She then lightly stepped on his paw, hoping that he would know the symbolism of the soft touch.

"I love you too."

Swanfoot reluctantly looked up, overjoyed to see Mossheart. She looked as if no harm had ever come upon her in her short life. "Mossheart, oh, Mossheart." Swanfoot whispered, tilting her head. She pressed her nose into the starry cat's pelt with sadness. "I understand, but what I don't understand is why? Why did you kill yourself? You had a loving mate who is a father, and kits that need you. They miss you, and they want you. They don't know where you've gone, but they want to come with you." Swanfoot said, tears running down her face. She listened to the dead cat's next words. "But look at the cost!" Swanfoot cried. "Rowanlog is breaking in two. He's trying to hide it from his kits while taking it out on other warriors, including myself. Applekit is obviously unhappy, and Ivykit supports her in her quest to blame everything on Rowanlog. They think that he didn't love you because he was never around them and wasn't crying for you. Your brother wants to change Lionkit's name to Deathkit." she sobbed, not knowing how she knew that. The white cat hadn't been there to witness any of those events. It's this place... Sorrow and a tint of pity tainted her voice, eyes, and face. A bit of a shadow covered her pelt, her watery eyes turning a dark blue. "They needed you, and you left them!" the white cat said, reluctantly stepping off of Lionlight. "I don't understand! If you wanted to help your kits then why did you leave them? They all needed you more than ever!" Swanfoot whispered, tears streaming from her eyes.

Δитραω
Ƭσмcαт | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя

Ɯнɛяɛʌɛя Ɩ'м ɢσιиɢ,
Ɩ'м αℓяɛα∂ʏ нσмɛ. - Ĵαƨσи Ѧιяαʓ

Antpaw pricked his ears as a new voice came. Poppythorn...? He shivered a little, shaking the bush. Fox-dung...

Δρρℓɛκιт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ƙιт | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Яσωαиℓσɢ, Ƭнʋи∂ɛяκιт, Ĵσʏκιт, & Ѧσƨƨнɛαят

Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc

Applekit suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. "It's okay, dad." she meowed, resting her tiny tail in his shoulder. "I want you to grieve. Let it out. How do you really feel? Please, yowl, cry, dig your claws into the ground. Take it out on a tree. Do something." Applekit squeaked. She nuzzled up against her dad.

[ Oh wow.

Many things to tell.

Mossheart died
Thunderkit and Joykit died
Antpaw and Dagger are hiding in the woods
Many new players
I created some fan art ^^^
Swanfoot took a trip to StarClan
Applekit somewhat turned on her father
Rowanlog is going crazy
Lightningpaw died
There is a new poll
Lionkit's new name is Deathkit
The apprentices are becoming warriors
The kits are becoming apprentices (I think).

Das about it. Welcome back! ]

[ Aww! Thanks so much! <3
Next I think ima do some Antpaw x Dagger art. :3
If you want me to draw your cat (or cats), I'll definitely consider it!
I had a lot of fun with the one above and loved showing it to all of you guys and my life friends. ]

[72027]

[Waiting for it to be morning like]

[willisscared]

(( http://madnesskishinasura.deviantart.com/art/Swift-Adder-570692861 here's this! Very mild blood warning! ))

[Mr. Cloudwhisker]

[ Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. ]

[ Picture is a little big, but that's okay.
All credit goes to me.

]

Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят & ˩ισиℓιɢнт

Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ

Swanfoot turned around quickly, happiness filling her face. The white cat saw him. Him, my lover, my go-to, my life and world. Forever and always. She listened to his words, tears of happiness filling her eyes. As soon as he was done talking, she leapt on top of him, staring down into his sparking green eyes and licking his face lovingly. A few tears dripped down off of her cheeks. "You know I'll always worry about you." Swanfoot meowed, tilting her head. A smile surfaced on her face as a few more tears fell, her tail twined around the end of his. "I'm going to be a great warrior, for you, for me." Swanfoot whispered, nodding her head quickly. The white cat let out a tiny and sad laugh. She then lightly stepped on his paw, hoping that he would know the symbolism of the soft touch.

"I love you too."

Swanfoot reluctantly looked up, overjoyed to see Mossheart. She looked as if no harm had ever come upon her in her short life. "Mossheart, oh, Mossheart." Swanfoot whispered, tilting her head. She pressed her nose into the starry cat's pelt with sadness. "I understand, but what I don't understand is why? Why did you kill yourself? You had a loving mate who is a father, and kits that need you. They miss you, and they want you. They don't know where you've gone, but they want to come with you." Swanfoot said, tears running down her face. She listened to the dead cat's next words. "But look at the cost!" Swanfoot cried. "Rowanlog is breaking in two. He's trying to hide it from his kits while taking it out on other warriors, including myself. Applekit is obviously unhappy, and Ivykit supports her in her quest to blame everything on Rowanlog. They think that he didn't love you because he was never around them and wasn't crying for you. Your brother wants to change Lionkit's name to Deathkit." she sobbed, not knowing how she knew that. The white cat hadn't been there to witness any of those events. It's this place... Sorrow and a tint of pity tainted her voice, eyes, and face. A bit of a shadow covered her pelt, her watery eyes turning a dark blue. "They needed you, and you left them!" the white cat said, reluctantly stepping off of Lionlight. "I don't understand! If you wanted to help your kits then why did you leave them? They all needed you more than ever!" Swanfoot whispered, tears streaming from her eyes.

Δитραω
Ƭσмcαт | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя

Ɯнɛяɛʌɛя Ɩ'м ɢσιиɢ,
Ɩ'м αℓяɛα∂ʏ нσмɛ. - Ĵαƨσи Ѧιяαʓ

Antpaw pricked his ears as a new voice came. Poppythorn...? He shivered a little, shaking the bush. Fox-dung...

Δρρℓɛκιт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ƙιт | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Яσωαиℓσɢ, Ƭнʋи∂ɛяκιт, Ĵσʏκιт, & Ѧσƨƨнɛαят

Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc

Applekit suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. "It's okay, dad." she meowed, resting her tiny tail in his shoulder. "I want you to grieve. Let it out. How do you really feel? Please, yowl, cry, dig your claws into the ground. Take it out on a tree. Do something." Applekit squeaked. She nuzzled up against her dad.

[ Oh wow.

Many things to tell.

Mossheart died
Thunderkit and Joykit died
Antpaw and Dagger are hiding in the woods
Many new players
I created some fan art ^^^
Swanfoot took a trip to StarClan
Applekit somewhat turned on her father
Rowanlog is going crazy
Lightningpaw died
There is a new poll
Lionkit's new name is Deathkit
The apprentices are becoming warriors
The kits are becoming apprentices (I think).

Das about it. Welcome back! ]

[ Aww! Thanks so much! <3
Next I think ima do some Antpaw x Dagger art. :3
If you want me to draw your cat (or cats), I'll definitely consider it!
I had a lot of fun with the one above and loved showing it to all of you guys and my life friends. ]

[liv :)]

Larkpaw

She-Cat ~ 15 moons ~ Mentor: Swanfoot ~ Apprentice ~ Tags: Thornpaw

Larkpaw jumped in alarm as Thornpaw approached her from behind, and she immediately whipped around. A startled look flashed in her sparkling, pale yellow eyes for a moment. It faded away, and she smiled as she calmed down. "Hi," she mewed in greeting to Thornpaw. "Our assessments are over. Our walk will be soon." Larkpaw purred at the thought of their walk. It was exciting, and she couldn't wait to spend time with her best friend. And secret crush. She did feel a little guilty that Thrushpaw wouldn't be joining them, but a bit relieved because she feels uncomfortable when her two crushes are with her the same time, so she'd probably talk with Thrushpaw tomorrow after she gets a nice, long sleep. Larkpaw shuffled her paws, and looked over at Thornpaw. "We should talk to Faithstar about our warrior names when we come back from our walk. We can tell her that you want to be called Thornfang, and that Antpaw wants to be Antclaw."

Rowanlog

Tom ~ 39 moons ~ Tags: Open

Rowanlog breathed out a long sigh as Applekit came to him. She was right. He had to let it out. He couldnt keep all these emotions folded up inside him, making him go insane as he tried to keep them all in. They had to come out. He didn't want to have a meltdown in the camp AGAIN, though. So he'd just talk to his daughter about everything. Applekit needed to understand what he's been through. Rowanlog raised his face from his paws, and looked over at his daughter. His eyes were still somber, and his cheeks were wet with tears. "When that sickness hit... I knew something bad would happen. The thing everyone noticed was you, and your sister and brothers becoming sick. And things were already a bit off with you guys. Lionkit had only one good eye, Ivykit was blind, and Joykit was deaf. Cats became worried when you all fell into the sickness. I was, as well. So was your mother. But... she was determined to keep you healthy. I could tell she was getting sick... but she was forcing herself to appear as healthy as possible for you guys, and everyone around her. I didn't want to talk to her about it. She was so stressed, so frantic, so unhappy that this was happening. She seemed to just about lose it when Joykit and Thunderkit died. I told her everything was alright, that you and Lionkit and Ivykit were recovering, and that the dead kits were happy and safe in StarClan. But, but-" his voice cracked as he let the words out, and his eyes began to water. "But she was already weakened. Very weakened... when she apologized for her failing as a mother to you guys, and ran off... I knew what was happening. I couldn't stop it. I tried my hardest to by reassuring her, but the emotional, mental, and physical pain she went through was too bad for her. She was suffering from sickness, the death of her kits, and the belief that she was failing at life and burdening us. I..." Rowanlog rose to his feet, tears beginning to stream freely down his face. "I-I need to go..." he sobbed, sprinting into the Warrior's den. Rowanlog crashed down in Mossheart's old nest, her scent still hanging in it. He curled up into a tight ball, and began to weep. The scent of his former mate surrounding him was reassuring, and he began to purr as he cried.

Pepper

She-Cat ~ 41 moons ~ Kittypet ~ Tags: Emeraldsky, Redpaw, (Thrushpaw)

"Alright," mewed Pepper, timidly glancing at Redpaw. He seemed perturbed, and she hoped it wasn't because he had to bring her with him to collect the things. Cobweb, borage, and raspberries leaves, she thought to herself as she padded out of the Medicine Den. She had no clue what borage was, but she definitely knew the other two. She padded out of the cave, hoping the young tom was following her. "Do you know the best places to find the things Emeraldsky wanted?" she asked, ears flicking. She heard a noise slightly nearby. She scented the mellow and slightly tangy smell of a HopeClan cat. It was a she-cat, it seemed to be a bit younger from what she could scent. (It's Thrushpaw) "Who is that?" she said, partially to herself. She expected no answer from Redpaw, because whoever this cat was, they were close and would probably face Pepper and Redpaw soon.

Faithstar

She-Cat ~ 44 moons ~ Leader ~ 8 lives ~ Tags: Nightwing

"I see," she uttered, looking at Rowanlog as he raced off to the Warrior's Den in tears. "Since Rowanlog is obviously in no state to make decisions, as you said, I suppose you have full rights to change his name. You are the kit's uncle and my deputy, and since the mother is dead and Rowanlog is temporarily an emotional-wreck, there really isn't a reason why you can't do this." Faithstar looked at Nightwing, the sandy-coloured tabby she-cat seating herself. "But Deathkit, you say? Did you mean Deathpaw?"





-Lionlight

Lionlight purred as Swanfoot leaped atop of him. He gave her lick on her nose as she leaned down to lick him. "A great warrior. You'll be an amazing warrior, that's all I ever hoped you would say," he whispered, smiling brightly. She'll go back to reality stronger than ever. She'll prove to everyone that she's capable of achieving great things, just like I always knew she could do, he thought as she rose to his paws. He stayed silent as Mossheart and Swanfoot spoke to each other about Mossheart's death. He didn't wish to join in, because he might either hurt Swanfoot by siding with Mossheart or irritate Mossheart by siding with Swanfoot. Either wouldn't end out good, especially if he ended up siding with Mossheart. So Lionlight stayed silent. Again, Mossheart suggesting to Swanfoot that she could take an interest in Nightwing irked him a bit. However, Swanfoot seemed to swiftly move on and not talk about that subject, so he decided to let it go. It's Swanfoot's choice who she wants to love and all, but Mossheart needs to realize that mine and Swanfoot's love is helping both of us, he thought, just standing by, pondering, as the two she-cats had a conversation.

[Thetigerwithin-]

Thornpaw|Tom|Apprentice|Tags- Larkpaw

The small brown tom snickered silently to himself as he could see larkpaw bounce up after he spoke, But he decided not to mention it since she might get mad and he truly wanted her to be in her best mood right now. Thornpaw padded up next to her and slowly sat beside his best friend... and crush. "Yea! I cant' wait, it's been forever since we've hung out!"He purred quietly, then slight scootched over so their pelts were lightly brushing, it was only to be comforting and friendly nothing else. "Well yeah.... have you thought about your name yet?"He asked curiously, his tail now wrapped neatly around his paws