ＥｍｂｅｒＣｌａｎ || Semi-Lit || Open & Accepting {Needs warriors}

[Call Me Hero]

{ I'm sure it will, but there are two other rules I can't see you've read.

{{Sorry about that, when I first read through the rules I didn't see either part about Disease and single kits. I'll get to changing both and just as a note, I do have a male planned I just don't have him written.

[Jekka]

{@ALL - I've added mentors and apprentices to check there to see if your warrior has got an apprentice or who your apprentice has as a mentor. I'll also send a PM out to you all to notify you that the RP has started.

wildfur
{ she-cat ;; warrior ;; no crush }
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Wildfur yawned, finally awakening to the sound of the cats outside padding about camp in the early morning. She blinked open an eye to be blinded by the startling sunlight. She then opened the second eye and as her eyes adjusted, she gazed out of a small gap in the stone wall of the warriors den to get an idea of which cats were already up and about. Wildfur got up and stretched her sleepy muscles, feeling the relief in her spine as the pressure was relieved, although she never actually felt like getting out of her warm moss and feathered bed, when she finally did she was always filled with energy. She padded out of the warriors den and into the warmish clearing, she savored the moment when the sunlight spilled through the leaves and onto her back, warming her to the bone. She gave off a small purr before padding onwards towards the center of the clearing were the pool of sunlight was bigger.

As Wildfur sat there she let her scenes wander away from camp, but she could only detect the movements of creatures a small distance away from camp. Her ears pricked to the sound of leaves rustling but this time not with the lukewarm green-leaf breeze. She recognized the rustling from the common prey of mouse, as the leaves were being pushed by a small snout. She then let her nose tell her more as she scented the different types of birds that had been around here... Maybe she'd be chosen to go on hunting patrol, she felt like a good run through the forest.

raggedstar
{ tom ;; leader ;; no crush }
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Raggedstar woke early, the grey light of dawn filtering through the lichen that covered the entrance like a blanket. He gave out a small grunt as he stretched his muscles, before getting up and padding outside of his den. He leaped up on the fallen tree and strode proudly along the crisp, brown bark. He looked down over the clan and noticed only a few cats were up and about. He sat down on the branch and let his tail curl neatly over his large paws. Although this cat was rather young, he was full of superior and knew how to act calm and collected. He sighed with content as the green-leaf breeze ruffled his fur, and as it went by it took away the stress of leadership and sleepiness. He let the days schedule run through his head, thinking about hunting and border patrols, of course he'd leave most of this to Cougarstrike, but he liked to have a say in these minor things. He then thought about other tasks like training and there was a patch in the camp wall near the medicine cat den that needed repairing from the previous weeks winds. Luckily those had passed and it was hopefully to be a good and warm green-leaf.

foxpaw
{ she-cat ;; apprentice ;; no crush }
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Foxpaw woke up earlier than usual, the green-leaf warmth must have aroused her from her slumber. She quickly stood up, shaking the remaining moss out of her fur and bounced outside, her tail fluffy as usual and paws nimbly prancing along on the soft grass. She smiled as the sunlight hit her face and washed away and sleepiness that had still been caught up in her body. She noticed a leaf roll by in the warm breeze and pounced, landing directly on top, her claws digging into its brittle form, "Gotcha!" she grinned and removed one paw from the leaf before peering down at her 'prey'.

brightstone
{ tom ;; elder ;; mate was Salmonleap (dead) }
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Brightstone awoke to the sound of chirping birds, his old joints aching with the nights sleep. He sighed gazing over to the untouched pile of moss that held the faint scent of his dead mate Salmonleap. He stared at it for some moments before smiling weakly and mewing quietly "Morning, Salmonleap my dear..." he spoke with longing and wished she was still here, or at least there was another elder to spend his time with. But he would be alone for a long time, as all the warriors were young, fit and healthy. Unlike himself at a grand age and most defiantly on his last legs. He gased out of his den at the clearing and made an effort getting up. he grumbled in pain but managed to stand up and pad out into a small pool of light, once again he slumped down and watched the morning clan.

[K i d a]

I think you missed Lionpaw.

He's not listed anywhere. ^^'

[batheir]

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{name
"Well, my name is Rainpaw, I'd think Rainpool or perhaps Rainsky would be a nice warrior name."

{age
"I'm precisely eight moons."

{gender
"Are you kidding me? Do I look like a Male?! I'm a She-cat."

{personality
Rainpaw is not your ordinary energetic and hipper skinny she-cat, like most cats of her type are. She is very careful about things, and serious most of the times. Oh yes, she does know how to have fun and her sarcasm get's her far but she does not jump around like some lunatic. She is very dainty and light on her feet, not to mention her movements are graceful and elegant. But, she's obsessed with rain, and being in a rainstorm is what got her name. She claims that she loves the cool feeling of it dripping on her pelt. Most things don't faze her, but come across something truly horrifying, well she's bound to get scared. Foxes take a different toll on her, and she hates them all to death literally. Some say that it's because of the Fox that destroyed her family. Who know's what else they say about her?

{appearance

Rainpaw is a pretty, light silver and brown tabby with deep blue eyes and creme under belly. Her fur is fine and short, giving her a lithe and skinny look which is true. She has slightly longer legs, but not too long to make her look lanky.

{ crush
"You expect me to tell you?" She likes no one.

{mate
"Uh. Okay. Let me say this slowly, then maybe you'l get it. N-o-o-o."

{ kit(s)
Alright, theirs something wrong with you. No."

That's my form. History and others shall be role played out, if any cat asks.

S U N S T O R M

{name
"My name is Butterflywings.," His name is Sunstorm.

{age
"I am One Billion moons old."
He's Twenty four moons old.

{gender
"Excuse me? Why I thought you would have known by my scent that I'm female!"
He's male.

work in progress.

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[scavenger.]

{ yay, it has begun! will reply when on a computer; on my phone right now. oh, and ill be making a loner male then too. ^^ }

[fireflies.]

Ｄｕｓｋｆｌｉｇｈｔ

The black and white tom trotted into EmberClan camp, proudly holding his catch; two mice and one fluffy squirrel. The squirrel hadn't been a clean catch, he had only caught it as it had ran into a bramble bush and snagged itself there where Duskflight finished the creature off. All well, prey was prey, right? No matter how it was caught. The important thing was that the squirrel had given it's life up to feed the cats of EmberClan though it didn't exactly have a choice much. A small smile played at the corners of the tom's jaws before it widened into a goofy grin as he sat by the fresh-kill pile, happily sunning himself as he gazed upon the hustle and bustle of Clan life. Pale green eyes fell upon Cougarstrike who was trotting out of the warriors' den and Duskflight's eyes glimmered with envy. Clan deputy was the rank he wanted most though Cougarstrike did do a good job of it. Besides, Duskflight was younger then Cougarstrike and he didn't have as much experience.

Duskflight caught the faint scent of Honeypetal by the warriors' den and he shuddered as the memories of the beautiful she-cat flooded back to him. He had loved Honeypetal and one moon ago, Duskflight had admitted his feelings for the slender cat but he had laughed in his face as she rejected him, saying that she was in love with a kittypet. It had hurt Duskflight deeply and she had left the Clan to be with her stupid mate. From that day on, Duskflight couldn't hear Honeypetal's name without his sharp claws digging into the ground and pain spreading across his chest.

[fallenfishy]

r u s s e t w i n d
tom || warrior || no crush

Dappled sunlight filtered trough the small stone building and rested on Russetwind. He slowly opened his eyes, soaking in the warmth of the sun. The murmur of his awakening clan mates surrounded him as he pushed himself to his paws. His fiery pelt blazed in the morning sunlight when he made his way past the other sleeping warriors. He stopped to gently nuzzle Frostgaze's ear, who twitched slightly.

He scrunched his face against the harsh sunlight as he came out of the warriors den completely. Most of the clan was already awake so he found himself a soft patch of grass underneath a shady tree and began to groom himself.

f r o s t g a z e
she-cat || warrior || apprentice is Swanpaw || no crush

Frostgaze opened her eyes, shadows of cats fell upon her tan fur. Cackling laughs surrounded her, engulfing her in a wicked darkness that sent her heart racing. Blurs of familiar pelts came into view, their twisted grins startled and scared her, but what she realized..

Frostgaze jolted awake, her breathing fast and shallow and her heart beating. She had dreamed of her 'parents' again. She waited for a little while before willing herself to her paws and making her way out of the warriors den. She supposes she should be grateful for the clan taking her in, especially Russetwind. She caught a glimpse of him in the corner of her eye, but it's just so hard for her to trust anyone anymore. Still, she has a duty to her clan mates as she remembers about her apprentice, Swanpaw
Finding a spot in the relatively cool shadows, she waits for her apprentice.

[Froas]

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[ she-cat ] - [ apprentice ] - [ sixteen moons ] - [ curious ]
Kit Apprentice Warrior Elder

----ᴰᴬᴿᴷᴺᴱˁˁ ᶜᴬᴺᴺᴼᵀ
---- ᴰᴿᴵᵛᴱ ᴼᵁᵀ
-ᴰᴬᴿᴷᴺᴱˁˁˑˑˑ
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❝ＤＡＲＫＮＥＳＳ ＣＡＮＮＯＴ ＤＲＩＶＥ ＯＵＴ ＤＡＲＫＮＥＳＳ:
ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＧＨＴ ＣＡＮ ＤＯ ＴＨＡＴ．
ＨＡＴＥ ＣＡＮＮＯＴ ＤＲＩＶＥ ＯＵＴ ＨＡＴＥ :
ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＣＡＮ ＤＯ ＴＨＡＴ❞
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-----ρℓeαsuяe тσ мeeт yσu

{.{ n a m e }.}

panthersong. Pantherpaw was given the prefix 'panther' because of her smokey black fur. The suffix 'song' has no real meaning to it, other than she thought that suffix would go beautifully with panther.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

achieved Panthersong has already achieved a warrior rank name and the suffix that she desired.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

A She-Cat. panthersong is most obviously a she-cat, based on her small, slender frame and graceful movements. She is toned and strong, and the ideal image of a feminine she-cat.

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{.{ a g e }.}

16 moons. Panthersong has just joined the ranks of a warrior. She has trained hard for this position and refuses to let it go without a fight. Hopefully she will live to serve her clan fully.

{.{ r a n k }.}

warrior. Panthersong is still a small and feeble kit compared to some of the more seasoned warriors. it will take much effort on her part but she hopes to serve her clan as the warrior she was meant to be for the rest of her days.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

achieved. this she-cat isn't big on leading an entire clan one day as she is afraid that she would let them down. instead she will humbly accept the rank of warrior till she can join the elders.

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

lean and graceful. Panthersong is a lean and graceful apprentice. she has solid black fur with red or chocolate brown fur growing around the underbelly, neck, and tail. she has golden yellow eyes that are as bright as the moon at it's fullest. she is often quiet and usually answers questions with a nod of the head or a flick of the tail. her ears stay pointed on her head giving her an attentive stature. she has an actually playful and kit-like personality once you get to know her.

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

seal brown. panthersong is technically black with a few genetic mutations, around the nape of her neck and longer part of her fur grows a chocolatey brown color, making cats question whether or not she is solid black.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

small. panthersong is a rather small she-cat; she was the runt of the litter. With her small size, she can't use force on an enemy, but stealth and cleverness are most useful in an enemy attack.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

golden yellow. her eyes are a bright golden yellow, usually matching the yellow leaves at leaf-fall.

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

curious. panthersong is a cat of words. she isn't afraid to share her feelings and will greatly express them. she is unimaginably curious, even for an apprentice. She is doesn't like to disobey orders, but she will if she see it is the right thing to do, which gets her quite a few punishments helping with the elders all day. When you can get her to stop for a moment and actually listen, she is a very honest and trustworthy cat, and a very loyal friend. she gets her duties done eventually, but most of the time, tries to work alone unless going alone isn't an option. however that doesn't mean that she is anti-social grump; she loves the company of other cats but just doesn't get along with others while doing her job. there is only one thing that panther paw likes more than food, and that is compliments. she loves for people to notice her and to be the center of attention, and she is pretty mischievous at heart. It seems she will never learn from her past mistakes and will always come up with a new scheme to get her and anyone involved in a load of trouble.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• to be in control.
• to feel important.
• to bring excitment to a situation.
• to be part of the excitment.

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• being told wrong.
• being a follower.
• sitting still.
• being told what to do.

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• death, duh.
• being the cause of something bad.
• being a disappointment to her clan.

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• pantherpaw in no means is a good listener.
• too curious for her own good
• she may not be the best fighter.

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• climbing trees.
•running long distances distances.
• swimming across streams.

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

it's rather difficult for me to tell. Panthersong was birthed by her mother Flowerwhisker but was raised by a queen in the clan. Her and the two stillborn kits were left at the clan while their mother went to chase around some handsome tom she'd found in the forest. Pantherkit was taken in by a tortoiseshell cat named Moonfoot who suckled her till she was ready to become an apprentice. Oh Pantherkit had a ball when she was a kit, even though she didn't have any kin to play with, there were plenty of kits in the nursery. Then came the day for her to be named apprentice, oh Moonfoot was so proud of her adopted ebony kit and was sad to see her leave the nursery but cat were needed to defend the clan. Days after her apprentice ceremony the camp was attacked by a rouge band of cats, and the camp was nearly destroyed. The decrease in cats that day was drastic, almost all the new apprentices were killed plus many more. Moonfoot was one of the unlucky cats. Once Moonfoot was killed, Pantherpaw had no living kin in the camp, nor friends. She never really showed too much sadness, as she tried to keep everybody else hopes up while nobody cared for what she was going through. Toady in time she seems much better but she still carries a bitter sadness for her lost adopted mother

{.{ m a t e }.}

you need to be in love for that. nope.

{.{ k i n }.}

death took them at a young age. sorrelkit and dawnkit both were stillborn kits; born dead, pantherpaw was the only one born alive.

{.{ k i t s }.}

you need a mate for that. nope.

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

Froas

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Just Froas

{.{ o t h e r }.}

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----ᴰᴬᴿᴷᴺᴱˁˁ ᶜᴬᴺᴺᴼᵀ
---- ᴰᴿᴵᵛᴱ ᴼᵁᵀ
-ᴰᴬᴿᴷᴺᴱˁˁˑˑˑ
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{.{ n a m e }.}

thornheart. thornheart was given the prefix 'thorn' for his unusually long thorn-sharp claws. He was given the suffix 'heart' for his love of his companioins and his bravery to defend them at all costs.

{.{ d e s i r e d . n a m e }.}

achieved Thornheart has already achieved the name he desires, his warrior name. He doesn't wish to be anymore and that one day Cougarstrike will make a wonderful leader.

{.{ g e n d e r }.}

A tom. hornheart is 100 percent tom as he lacks the required parts to be a she cat. Also based on his stocky structure and larger build he is a full tom.

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{.{ a g e }.}

26 moons. w i p

{.{ r a n k }.}

warrior. w i p.

{.{ d e s i r e d . r a n k }.}

achieved. w i p.

тнe eye σf тнe вeнσℓdeя

{.{ g e n e r a l . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

a big brute. w i p

{.{ f u r . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

light tabby brown. w i p.

{.{ b o d y . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

big boned & muscular. w i p.

{.{ e y e . d e s c r i p t i o n }.}

ivory green. his eyes are a bright ivory green, blending perfectly with the ferns or moss attached to the forest floor.

ωнαт's σи тнe ιиsιde

{.{ g e n e r a l . p e r s o n a l i t y }.}

obediant. w i p.

{.{ l i k e s }.}

• to feel important.
• to have a little fun.
• to be indispensable to the clan .

{.{ d i s l i k e s }.}

• being told wrong.
• getting punished
• doing the wrong thing
• having to disobey orders.

{.{ f e a r s }.}

• disappointing the leader
• dangers of the clan.
• death.

{.{ d o w n f a l l s }.}

• his bulky structure makes him unable to sneak
• follows orders, even if they're wrong
• manipulated very easily.

{.{ t a l e n t s }.}

• climbing trees.
•running long distances distances.
• fighting with brute force.

fαмιℓy мαттeяs

{.{ h i s t o r y }.}

get comfortable, it's a long one. w i p

{.{ m a t e }.}

you need to be in love for that. nope.

{.{ k i n }.}

i was the only one. he was the only kit in the litter as far as he knows.

{.{ k i t s }.}

you need a mate for that. nope.

σuт σf cнαяαcтeя

{.{ u s e r n a m e }.}

Froas

{.{ n i c k n a me }.}

Just Froas

{.{ o t h e r }.}

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[Jekka]

{ @snow. - Please read the rules, I think you've missed one out.

@Froas - You also need to read the rules.

[Jekka]

wildfur
{ she-cat ;; warrior ;; no crush }
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Wildfur was still sitting in the sunlight when she noticed Duskflight, she sighed and knew he'd been through a lot with Honeypetal. She pondered on the thought of whether to go over or not and in the end she decided she would. Wildfur steadily got to her paws and padded over, wondering if she should act sympathetic or let him get over it... She carried on until she was a few mouse-lengths in front of him "Heya Duskflight, nice catch you had there!" she nodded over to the prey he had caught only moments ago. She had gone with the idea of letting Duskflight have a little time off from thinking of Honeypetal. She gave him a warm smile as she sat down and let her tail swing from side to side.

raggedstar
{ tom ;; leader ;; no crush }
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Raggedstar stayed sitting on his branch, wondering when Cougarstrike would appear. He needed to discuss the days plans and knew that the borders would need checking soon before all the warriors started doing something else. He let his eyes rake of the clan, noticing a rather sad looking Duskflight and a cheery looking Wildfur, he knew what Duskflight had been through but wasn't prepared to mollycoddle him the way others did, he needed to understand even the clan came before love.

foxpaw
{ she-cat ;; apprentice ;; no crush }
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Foxpaw sighed as she let the leaf go, looking around to find some other apprentice to play with. She bounded into the apprentices den and looked over the other sleeping apprentices "WAKE UP!" she called in amusement, she'd always been a joker and liked to be annoying sometimes. But all she really wanted was a playmate.

brightstone
{ tom ;; elder ;; mate was Salmonleap (dead) }
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Brightstone started to feel a little peckish and he'd been eyeing up the squirrel Duskflight had brought in. He managed to get to his frail paws before limping over to the fresh-kill pile and picking up the squirrel in his achy jaws. Even this piece of prey proved a little too heavy for Brightstone as half way across the clearing he had to rest and sit down, his sides heaving with the pain.