StreamClan | Warrior Cats RP | (Accepting)

[Cats&Cucumbers]

hey is this still happening?

[Meow :3]

And so It begins! Any questions/talk will be in (Brackets) from now on. But don’t worry about entering a form. Those don’t have to be in brackets.

I am so sorry for the delay. I had a power outage where I live due to heavy snow. I hope it didn’t cause any inconvenience.

[Meow :3]

Silverstar

Silverstar’s gaze swept across her clan’s camp. She suddenly wished her siblings, parents, and Owlstar were here to see how badly her clan had been doing, and how to help her.

Dapplepool

Currently asleep

[Meow :3]

I want to enter a character into this Roleplay!
Username:cocoawolfz
Cat’s Name: striketail
Age:22 moons
Rank:warrior
Originated Clan ( Where your cat was born/Where living kin live. ):born in the city
Crush ( If any ):open
Mate ( If any ):open
Kits ( If any ):none


Eyes:green
Fur: viewtopic.php?f=32&t=3709715
Disabilities (Scars, Missing Limbs/Body Parts, etc.):no scars
Backstory ( If any ):born in the city striketail (was thunder)was chase away by twolegs and his family have been moved to a rescue center

( Accepted! I will add him to the Allegiances. )

[Cats&Cucumbers]

Eagleheart| Warrior | Tom | 5 years and 8 months
Tagged: Silverstar, Cloudnose, Rosethorn, Smokepaw; Poppystep
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Eagleheart returned from the dawn patrol in silence with Smokepaw slipping through the entrance in front of him, while Cloudnose and Rosethorn were in a similar state of quiet behind him. The latter pair were calm simply out of dreariness- the dawn patrol was never very chatty (unless his daughter, Gingerpaw, was involved). Smokepaw never spoke much at all, and he himself was not one to make idle chatter unless the silence was awkward. Luckily, all three cats were generally amiable and good-natured, so he wasn't the least bit uncomfortable with the silence between them. Smokepaw paused briefly to drop his catch, a starling (it had basically flown right into his face), before nodding to the rest of them and vanishing into the apprentices' den. Rosethorn behaved similarly, though her goodbye was verbal, before quickly returning to her nest. Cloudnose moved to follow, but paused and turned to look at Eagleheart. "You should talk to Silverstar." He murmured quietly, so no one else could hear, before heading into the camp and following Rosethorn to the warriors' den. Eagleheart heaved a heavy sigh. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to Silverstar- he very much liked the she-cat, and he wanted to get to know the warrior who his old friend had deemed worthy to take his place. And yet, he also couldn't look at that High Rock without remembering a dark, broad tabby tom standing there with a proud amber gaze. He had stood in that warm light for his entire life- first as a friend, then as a competitor, and then a friend and advisor. How could he stand the same way in such a different light, made of blues and greens? He steeled himself against his turbulent emotions and ventured into the camp, heading for their new leader. He made his way up the rocks slowly, to give her time to tell him to stay on the ground if she wished him to, hoping she had no hard feelings for him over taking Smokepaw out. He had figured that she had enough on her mind without worrying whether she was paying her apprentice enough attention. He suspected Smokepaw understood too, he seemed quite wise for such a young cat. As the thought of young cats crossed his mind, he glanced over at the nursery, where Poppystep was sitting as she did every morning, enjoying the quiet morning. Looking at her belly, he was reminded of the kits that would be arriving within the next moon and a half. He couldn't help but smile at the similarities. "Your litter was the first to be born under Owl's leadership." He said with a nostalgic fondness in his eyes. "It was a really big deal to him. He said he kept having dreams, something about an owl carrying a very important cat with a forest on his pelt, and the owl's wings stopped and he fell and let go of the cat, but a silver bird came up and caught the cat and kept flying. Kestrelcry and I- you remember him, right? The grouchy old medicine cat from when you were a kit? Well, he and I kept telling him it probably meant something, and the old fool didn't listen to us. Not even when a little she-kit with a silver pelt was born and his dreams oh-so-coincidentally stopped at the same time." He smiled, shaking his head. "He never did want to face the future. Remember what he used to say?" The tabby and white tom chuckled and imitated his fallen friend's carefree voice. " 'I've got nine lives to live and nine lives to lose, and I'm gonna live 'em by losin' em'.' " His tailtip twitched nervously, but he kept going, hoping she would appreciate knowing that there was another cat who had known the last leader just as well as she did. Misery loves company. "I think he knew, though, at least a little bit. I think that's why he didn't push me when I said no to being his deputy- he knew the job was destined for someone else." He paused, glancing at her carefully, his golden eyes calculating but gentle. "He always kept up-to-date on your training progress and such, but he avoided you, mostly, until you proved yourself to be a great warrior. I'm not sure if you ever noticed that, but you should know it was because he cared about the clan too much to obey a prophecy blindly. He wanted your chance at leadership to be his own decision, not just the stars'. He just happened to agree with them."

Poppystep | Warrior/Queen | She-cat | 1 year and 6 months
Tagged: Dapplepool; Silverstar, Eagleheart
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Poppystep was up with the sun as usual, and she made her way out into the clearing to enjoy the peace and cool air of the dawn before cats began their various activities. Her warm, inquisitive gaze fell on their clan's new leader, and softened with concern as she saw the worry on Silverstar's face. It had been only a quartermoon ago that their old beloved leader, Owlstar, had fallen, and the whole clan was still hurting from the loss. Some of the older cats were hurting especially. Speaking of... movement from the corner of her eye distracted her, and she turned her head to see Eagleheart making his way over to the leader. She flicked her tail, trusting the intelligent warrior's words of comfort more than her own, and satisfied that their leader would have a trusted shoulder to lean on. Eagleheart had been one of Owlstar's close friends since apprenticeship, and she had heard rumors that he had stepped down in their race for deputyship (an event long before she was born) to save their friendship. When Owlstar had to replace his first deputy, he had apparently offered Eagleheart the position in private. Yet again, the strong warrior had declined, this time because in the case of Owlstar's death, he would never be comfortable replacing him. Silverstar had been Owlstar's third, last, and second-longest deputy, lasting for a full four seasons. Her own apprentice ceremony had been only a few days after the death of his second deputy.
At that, her mind went to her swollen belly, and she let out a purr as she felt movement inside. She padded across the clearing to the massive boulder which hid the entrance to the medicine cat's den, and made her way in for her morning check-in. "Hey Dapplepool." She greeted loud enough to wake the sleeping she-cat, but not so loud as to disturb anyone outside the den. She smiled cheekily but with a friendly light in her eyes. She had spent two moons in the nursery with the young medicine cat, and they got along quite well, as far as she was concerned. "Any nice dreams?" She questioned.

[Meow :3]

Silverstar

She stared off into the skies, remembering how Owlstar had cared for his clan so much. Silverstar wondered if she could be as great as a leader as he was, and if she could even lead StreamClan out of this alive. Surely StarClan would be angry with Silverstar, if StreamClan didn’t survive? Worry slithered down her back like an adder as she thought of her father’s disappointed gaze on her. She snapped back to reality as Eagleheart approached her. She slowly blinked at him, Adknowledging his approach. ” I never realized I was part of Owlstar’s dreams. He never told me about them, but perhaps I just never listened. StarClan knows how stubborn, and loud I was as an apprentice, and young warrior. And Kestrelcry... While he was such a grump, he was a good medicine cat. Although as soon as he mentored Larksong, he always sent her to the medicine cat gatherings. A part of me has always thought Kestrelcry had no faith in StarClan, Because it seems as though he avoided them. The recent death of Larksong has got me thinking... Maybe we should stock up on catmint, for Greencough.” She glanced behind her ” Honestly, i’m scared of Dapplepool dying, before Tigerpaw finishes his training. Something seems.... Off about Dapplepool, She’s been acting different lately. Hopefully she is just grieving for Larksong. “

Dapplepool

The mew of Poppystep awoke Dapplepool. ”Good morning, Poppystep. I’ve had a lovely sleep, but no dreams. How do you feel? Do you have cramps yet? Also, I’ve been thinking of asking Silverstar to give you something to do around here. Your kits are very close to arriving, and you are growing restless. That is unhealthy for the kits.” She said, with a friendly glow in her eyes. Dapplepool’s concern for the expecting Queen grew. She had heard stories of her mentor, Larksong not being able to deliver a litter from a Queen, close to Poppystep’s age. The whole litter, and the Queen died. A shiver crawled down Dapplepool’s back. What if she wasn’t able to deliver Poppystep’s kits? This would be the first time she ever delivered kits with an apprentice by her side. Hopefully, Tigerpaw will be a fast learner. She thought.

[cocoawolfz]

striketail
striketail looked around and sat down
hmm seems like im alone again
he remembered his past and how so much had changed
i wonder how my family is going

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I want to enter a character into this Roleplay!
Username:
Cat’s Name: Sagekit
Gender: Tom
Age: Unborn
Rank: Kit
Mentor ( If character’s rank is Apprentice. ):
Originated Clan ( Where your cat was born/Where living kin live. ): Streamclan
Crush ( If any ): Too Young
Mate ( If any ): Too Young
Kits ( If any ): Too Young
Eyes: Green
Fur: Silver tabby
Disabilities (Scars, Missing Limbs/Body Parts, etc.): None
Backstory ( If any ): Kit of Poppystep

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Wolfpaw
She-Cat
6 Moons
Tags: None

Wolfpaw woke up, squinting at the harsh rays of light filtered through the apprentices den. She got up and yawned, stretching her legs. She walked out of the den to see a handful of cats already out and about, Tigerpaw walking to the Medicine Cat's den. She restlessly pawed around the camp, bored, and forever looking for something to do. Maybe Mintclaw will take me for a lesson, she thought. It was only a few days ago since she had her apprenticeship ceremony, and she was exited to start training to be a warrior.

Tigerpaw
Tom
7 Moons
Tags: Dapplepool, Poppystep

Tigerpaw woke up, energized and ready to work on whatever Dapplepool had him working on, but you couldn't tell that from his calm demeanor. He walked out, careful not to disturb the sleeping apprentices. He used to be a goofball, sneaking out with Wolfpaw whenever he had the chance, but that was when he was a kit. Now that he was an apprentice, he was expected to be more mature, and if he was going to be training for one of the most prestigious roles in the clan, he ought to be as well-mannered as possible. He walked across camp to the Medicine Cat's den to see if Dapplepool had anything for him to work on. He peeked in to see Dapplepool talking to Poppystep, the expecting queen Dapplepool told him about. He walked in, saying, "Hey, Dapplepool. Do you have anything for me to work on today?"

[Meow :3]

I want to enter a character into this Roleplay!
Username:
Cat’s Name: Sagekit
Gender: Tom
Age: Unborn
Rank: Kit
Mentor ( If character’s rank is Apprentice. ):
Originated Clan ( Where your cat was born/Where living kin live. ): Streamclan
Crush ( If any ): Too Young
Mate ( If any ): Too Young
Kits ( If any ): Too Young
Eyes: Green
Fur: Silver tabby
Disabilities (Scars, Missing Limbs/Body Parts, etc.): None
Backstory ( If any ): Kit of Poppystep

( I don’t think Poppystep’s litter is ready yet. But I will keep it in mind. )