MistClan:The Clan of Secrets ((Please Join!))

[Joyfeather16]

He frowned softly, remembering how some of the younger toms would follow her around only to end up hurting her. "You should know me better than that Copperwhisker. Would I hurt you?"

[Amberpelt765]

Ravenclaw smiled at Thunderbelly. "I was one of those clanmates." He said apologetically. "Back when we were 'paws, Thunderbelly and I were quite competitive." He sat down calmly and watched the cats eat.

Amberkit ran over to the other kits. "Let's play!" She said, jumping in the air.

((I want to make another cat so the clan has at least one elder. Meludox, do you mind if the elder is Thunderbelly's mentor?))

[fiddlesticks.]

S C A R L E T T .

Scarlett nodded, so wrapped up in the tom's words. All of this was so fascinting! She adored learning new things that may come in handy on her travels. This way, when she left, she would be able to recognize cats like this with ease. Blinking, Scarlett looked down at her paws a bit sadly, but it was gone within that same heartbeat. Don't be stupid, Scar'. You can't stay here! What about all that 'free as the wind' bull you fed to Thunderbelly? Her food forgotten, Scarlett shooed the pestering voices out of her head with a dimissive flick of her ear. "So, do all cats become warriors?" The felupine inquired, her tail-tip twitching in curiousity. "And how do you appoint leaders?"

[float away.]

((I don't mind at all. ))

Thunderbelly chuckled at his friend's statement. "No matter how you put that, it will always be an understatement." His ears pricked at the new questions, which he didn't take him long to consider before replying, "Majority of cats end up walking the warrior path. There are a pawful that go a different route. We call them medicine cats. They are the ones that learn the use of herbs and healing, and are our connection to Starclan. Starlcan being our dead ancestors. Each clan never has more than two medicine cats within its ranks, which I'm grateful for. For some reason they always seem to end up grumpy and overly assertive.

As for leaders. The very first one to exist was appointed by Starclan... or perhaps started the clan by themselves. It really varies clan to clan. Once the first leader is set though, we follow a strict chain of command. The leader appoints a deputy, and that deputy is next in line for the leadership. Should the leader die, then the deputy takes their place. Should they both die then it falls to the medicine cat to decide the new leader, usually based on guidance from the Starclan." The more he explained the more Thunderbelly noticed just how complicated their way of life was. They did have a lot rules, which could in turn scare off most cats. But their rules were needed, they ensured order, right?

Copperwhisker moved closer to Darkcloud, sliding under his chin. "No." came the muffled reply as she pressed her face against him.

[Joyfeather16]

A deep grumbling purr game through his throat as he softly pressed his nose into her cheek gently, eyes closed in content.

[fiddlesticks.]

S C A R L E T T .

Scarlett blinked as she listened, ears up and eyes attentive. The life of a Clan cat seemed... To put it bluntly, complicated. So many traditions and ways they followed to the T, how would a rogue like her ever learn their ways? This whole 'StarClan' business seemed pretty important to these cats, so she made a mental note to pay attention on what she said about and to these cats. "And... What happens to the bad cats?" she asked, her head tilted in interest. She planned on paying close attention to this bit. If she were to become a Clan felupine... No, that's ridiculous. Her head shook out the voice one more. You are free. Don't let these cats tell you any different.

And yet...

[float away.]

Was this how it felt like to walk on air? Your body tingling from nose to tail tip? Your paws feeling weightless as if they weren't there? Copperwhisker couldn't but think as she felt surrounded by the fine white fur of Darkcloud. The pelts seemed to mingle in each others, fire and ice, stark contrast between the two.

"What do you mean bad cats?" Thunderbelly's brow furrowed in confusion, creating a creased 'v' above his eyes. He was unsure whether she meant living or dead. Especially because he had never actually seen or experienced a situation that involved a 'bad' cat within the clan. The only exposure he had to that concept were the stories he had heard.

[Amberpelt765]

Ravenclaw listened carefully.

Amberkit snuck over to the warriors, listening to them. She popped up next to Thunderbelly.

((And here's our first elder ))
Cat Name: Willowsong
Warrior Name(for apprentices):
Gender: Female
Age in Moons: 62
Rank: Elder
Description(eye color and pelt): Heather eyes and a light brown tabby pelt
Personality(at least 2 adjectives): very caring and loves to tell clan stories. She's mentored many, many, many cats and mothered four cats. She is extremely loyal to her clan.
Crush: none
Mate: Owlblaze (Dead)
Kits: Unnamed (as of yet)
Other: Thunderbelly's old mentor.

[Joyfeather16]

Darkcloud purred louder, "Will you be my mate Copperwhisker?" He asked sotly into her ear.

[float away.]

Yet again the she-cat froze. I get it! I'm shocked, now muscles please stop doing that. Her thoughts seemed to work as she slowly relaxed. Pressing her light pink nose to his, she whispered, "I never thought you would ask.Of course."