SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[laces]

Robinchaser padded back into camp with a small thrush. Sighing, he added it to the fresh-kill pile and looked around. He smiled and laid down by some rocks and began to clean the scar over his right shoulder.

[Velvetmemory]

Lightpaw opened her mouth, then closed it, once again lost for words. He's weird, she thought to herself, tilting her head slightly. "Well, I suppose I won't stop you," she said, careful to use 'won't' rather than 'can't'. Normally, she'd have to challenge any rogues on her territory. But this wasn't hers, wasn't her clan's. They were just passing through. There were bound to be more cats out here; no point in picking fights everywhere they went, she reasoned. "Just don't go walking too close to my clan's camp." she added, feeling the need to do something to protect the others. Not that a single cat was any real threat. She could probably take him in a fight herself. He was bigger than her, but she'd been training to use her small size to her advantage.

"Well I'll just be on my way then." The grey tom's eyes flashed with an unidentifiable emotion and then it was gone. He flicked his tail and started off in no general direction.

[TheCalicoTabby]

"Okay." replied Lightpaw, feeling strangely disappointed as she watched him leave. As strange as he was, he was...interesting. "Bye!" she called after him quickly. "Good luck with...whatever it is you plan to do."

[Shiko Hayashi]

[ Sorry for the late reply. Swim team is starting up for me, so I'm a bit busier than usual. ]

Grey †


Grey wandered throughout the sun darkened land. His heart heavy, his tail laden, he barely noticed the life around him. All he could see was the terror and death of the past that consumed him. Screams ringing through his head and a sanquid moon rising above the horizon. He sighed, his tail drooping further as the memories rushed through his head like a never ceasing waterfall. Truly, today was not his day.Despite the growling of his stomach though, Grey stalked the floor, paw steps heavy as he wandered the familiar landscape.


Sorrelkit ‡


Sorrelkit sneezed, blinking open her eyes for a fraction of a second before shutting them tightly once more. All around her voices echoed through the air, carrying each unique and individual trait. She sighed, putting her head on her paws and lazily playing with a stray blade of grass. Lately life had seemed.... almost listless. She yearned for action and adventure. She yearned to be free of the confines of the clan. Sighing once more, she twitched an ear as a fly buzzed past. Life had moved past her, almost unaware of her existence. She barely remembered what life was like before Sunclan. In fact, she only had her forgotten dreams to go off of. However, she preferred it this way. Much quieter. Less terrifying.

[TheCalicoTabby]

{I should really stop creating characters, but I had an idea. So, meet Leah.}

Name: Leah
Age: 10 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Rogue
Image/Description:

Leah has a small frame and long legs. Her front paws are declawed. Her fur is a mix of pale tortoiseshell and tabby, and is usually dirty & messy. Her eyes are a pale hazel colour, and her nose and paw pads are dark. The scent of herbs, such as lavender, mint, and rosemary, hides her natural scent.

Personality: Leah is cynical, distrustful and nervous. She is also intelligent--she's needed to be, to survive, while physically she's very weak. She has little experience with friendly interactions, having avoided other cats ever since she lost her mother. She cares little for other's problems, more concerned about her own survival. She doesn't expect anyone to care about her troubles, either. She is not malicious, and wouldn't hurt anyone directly unless she had to.

History: Leah was born to a rogue just outside RainClan territory mid leaf-bare. She never knew her father. She was told she was the only kit of her litter, and has always believed this; however, she did have two brothers who died from the cold when she was very young. Growing up, her mother often raided RainClan territory in order to feed them. It was a desperate measure--the clans had claimed all the prey-rich territories in the area, and Leah was too young to travel in search of other land. Though her mother was found and chased off more than once, sometimes returning with minor injuries, she managed to find enough food to keep her and her kit alive until newleaf. By then, at three moons old, Leah was old enough to travel.

Eager to be away from the clans, her mother lead her away from the forest towards the two-leg place. They'd been living in the alleys for only a few weeks when they were both captured by two-legs. She was separated from her mother and sent to live with a small two-leg family, who soon had her spayed and declawed. She hated living as a kittypet, not even allowed to leave the house, and within a moon she escaped through an open window. Alone, lost, and vulnerable after the loss of her claws, she fled, eventually finding her way back to the forest.

Since then, she's struggled to hunt enough to survive. She attempted eating plants to supplement her diet; it did little to help with her hunger, but it eventually gave her some basic knowledge of herbs and some of their uses. Knowing she's unlikely to win any fight and distrustful of other cats, she lives in the shadows. She's become very skilled at staying unnoticed, leaving her fur dirty and rubbing it with strong-smelling herbs to hide her scent. She's small, her pelt blends in with many environments, and she's learned to move silently. This allows her to get close enough to her prey to kill it without her claws, though this strategy doesn't always work.
It is also very useful when stealing prey from others whenever they have their backs turned.

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Leah chewed absently on a mint leaf. The small cat wandered the grassland, following the unmistakable trail of a large group of cats. What was left of the infamous clans after the fire. Normally, she'd stay as far away from them as she could. Clan cats were dangerous. But she was hungry. And this, a large group of disorganized cats in an unfamiliar territory, was the perfect opportunity. Slip in, grab a mouse or two, slip away before they realize she's not one of them. She'd done it before when they'd last stopped, and she was sure she could do it again. She just had to be very careful. Wait for the perfect moment, and get out of there fast. Being hungry was better than being dead. Though it could all too quickly become the same thing.

[E c h o]

Mintsplash pricks her ears and purrs in delight as she spots Robinchaser walking in. She eyes the scar he was cleaning for a moment, curious of its history. She eventually shrugs, believing it wasn't any of her business, and hops down next to the tom. "Hey Robinchaser!" she mews. She silently sits next to him, curling her tail around her paws. Her eyes glowed with relief that they were going to their new camp soon. She didn't think she could survive any more of the painful memories of that day. The she-cat would be depressed for a while,knowing that her beloved home, although it only consisted of rubble and dust, would be left behind and never seen again. So many generations...there was so much history to the camps...she couldn't believe they were gone. The gray she-cat finally shook her head, finding tears welling in her clouded eyes. Good thing she snapped out of her dark world of grief when she did.

[Velvetmemory]

{Making a new charrie:)}
Name: Rose
Age: 3 moons
Gender: female
Rank: loner (used to be a kittypet)
Original Clan: None
Image/Description: She has unusually large eyes and she is declawed like her siblings and mother. Btw guys, the eyes used to be brown but TheCalicoTabby was incredibly nice and photoshopped them for me to make them green! Thank you TheCalicoTabby!
Personality (Optional):
History (Optional): (I'm just going to put a little bit.) She was born at a twoleg house with her siblings and they got all taken away but she was left, and for no particular reason too. The twolegs apparently didn't want her so they dumped her out in the barren landscape and left her to die.

Rose hobbled through the burned landscape, her collar jingling at each step. She whimpered, a pang of hunger hitting the little kitten's stomach. She stopped and flopped down on the ground, her wide eyes looking for someone, anyone! But no one was there. She let out a high-pitched sigh and lay her head down. Her eyes were drooping and she fell into a deep sleep. Later, when she woke up, it was light and the sun was rising. Rose got up and yawned, then started walking away from the twoleg land, as far away as she could get. She yowled into the morning, hoping some cat somewhere would hear it but it seemed to her like no one did. She sat down and waited, waited for a sign of another cat.

Raven ignored the little she-cat's reply and headed off, to find some prey. He inhaled and caught scent of a rabbit and dropped into a crouch. The dark grey cat saw the fat, clueless animal and licked his lips. This one, I'm going to get! he thought. He wiggled his hindquarters and pounced! The fat rodent squealed but was cut of as a big grey cat bit it's neck and it fell into a deep sleep that it would never wake up from. Satisfied, Raven licked the blood off his mouth and ate it in a few gulps.

{I'll do Redpaw later, I gtg now }

[Sable.]

Appleleaf was out in the field collecting some last herbs before the can got ready to move on. Her nose twitched as the faint smell of a young cat drew near. It reeked of dirt and herbs. "Hello?" She called into the wavering grasses.

[AlphaWolf10]

Stonekit meted as he heard appleleaf

[Sable.]

"Hello Stonekit." She mewed as she saw the little kit wandering. "Why so far from camp?" She asked the kit.