. stepping stones :: rushclan

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ＡＤＶＥＮＴＵＲＥ ＤＲＩＶＥＳ ＴＨＥ ＵＲＧＥ ＴＯ
ＣＲＯＳＳ ＴＨＥ ＳＴＥＰＰＩＮＧ ＳＴＯＮＥＳ．

ｃｕｒｉｏｕｓ • ｍｅｄｄｌｅｓｏｍｅ • ｐｒｉｄｅｆｕｌ

he had fur that blending with the surrounding rock: pale teal with black and grey
speckles. it was simply gorgeous. his eyes were sworn to secrecy, or so they fortold.
they blended with the mud, two pools of cedar brown. and there was pride in his
smile. it crooked over like a hook, the type that the two-legs used to capture their
prey in the swallowing gorge, but smoothed out with the rest of his facial features.
his nose twitched, that petite leather triangle that just searched for adventure.
and his paws directed him to it, they ever so gingerly pressing themselves apon the
slippery stones. they knew just where they were going, and that was to meddle in
some activity only the brave hearted would dare to go out and try. that was their
fault, yes, but they were oh so prideful about it. to be curious and filled with that
drive to seek out more? it suited them fancy. now if the tom slipped, he would be
just as prideful. but he would never slip, even with the rush of water swallowing
the stepping stones whole. no, he would never slip. he was born into this. in the rush.


we have a border clan! bleu's timberclan.
if you join one clan you cannot join the other.

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ＣＵＲＩＯＳＩＴＹ ＫＩＬＬＥＤ ＴＨＥ ＣＡＴ.

• "satisfaction brought him back." in a place vested between two rocked mountains, luschious greenery surrounding about, were cats. they were known as the cats who lived near a gorge: nothing more than that. at the time, there was no such thing as clan cats, but instead, tribe cats. they didnt have a name for themselves, neither did the cats that knew of them. they were just the cats who lived near a gorge. at the time, the gorge was just a light stream running through a rock palace. and the day of the flood, the day the rush came, was the day rushclan made its presence. the day they became the cats who lived down a gorge. i'm telling you, these cats were so curious. they wondered what were the ways of these strange tribe cats. they were so mischevious. they wondered what the tribe cats would do if a threat to their territory occured. they were so prideful. they did not back down once they lost the battle, and that made them win the war. but their pride got to them instead of their compassionate sides; the whole gorge flooded. in other words, it was a sign from the starry ancestors that their deeds had been wronged. but one cat, blazestar, the leader of this new cat clan proposed an idea. he figured dwindling in the wrong they caused, making a home of it will gain back the respect from the ancestors. he made his discent down the slippery slopes and into the gorge. and it was down there, with his clanmates watching with worried anticipation, that he discovered six things: one, the slopes were perticuarly easy to navigate, as if a path was already made and destined for them. two, a cavern tucked just behind a waterfall, one perfect for permanent residence. three, a cavern literally unaccessable because of the same churning waters outside it were worst inside, but that didnt mean they would stop trying, right? four, sacred pools of worship over the starry ancestors; their pawprints surrounded the calm waters. five, rocky beaches, easily able to be run across with practice and time for paw pads to thicken. and lastly, himself. for moons and seasons he'd been leading his clan across terrain unknown to him in search of a final resting place for all generations. and the sudden affection towards the water and scenery beneath the sea level just drew him in and he knew this was where he would always remain. and they did.

• the once handsome tom cast a saddened glance towards his denmate, a once pretty she-cat. both their almond brown eyes fortold the same occurance: war. the tom cleared his throat, his fellow elder keeping quiet with her head down. "pebblepaw, you don't understand the damage that's been done, the damage that we're still paying for. we've yet to unshether our claws on timberclan in authority and they've taken that as weakness. they're plotting something vicious, something wretched enough that starclan lit aflame a tree, right before ridgestar's eyes, one apon timberclan territory, piles of fish beneath it, all burning with its bark and leaves. what sign could have been more clearer? rushclan was going to fall, starting with our prey supply, and it was all from the flame of power within timberclan's hearts." "we need to put out that flame, don't we soarbird?" the tabby tom beamed at the silvery grey apprentice. she looked so much like her mother. "exactly, little one. otherwise timberclan will fall right after us. their bold selves are too much for them to handle. ridgestar has said force is what we need to take control of our lives and our fate. if that measn every prey patrol just may end up being a battle patrol, you staying behind to clean and help all you can, then so be it." soarbird was beginning to see understanding in the little she-cat's eyes. she was still so young, seven moons, and yet she had been born into this war. she had to learn how to fight it, even if her curiosity and strive to fight got in the way. but she would understand completly, some day. soarbird hoped to starclan that that day would be one where she looked back on this war many seasons later instead of during the brunt of it all. such innocence was being taken away. and what a pity. mischeviousness was such an important quality of rushclan.

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ＷＥ ＤＩＤ ＮＯＴ ＭＥＡＮ

ＦＯＲ ＴＨＩＳ ＴＯ ＯＣＣＵＲ.

ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｔｈｅ
ｄｅｖｉｏｕｓ ｄａｒｋ
ｆｏｒｅｓｔ'ｓ ｄｏｉｎｇ
ｔｈｉｓ ｔｉｍｅ...

ＤＯ ＭＹ ＥＹＥＳ ＤＥＣＩＥＶＥ ＭＥ？

"lionfur, you need to see this," a beautiful silver she-cat said, her gazed clouded with worry and fear. the handsome golden tabby tipped his head to the side, obviously noticing his companion's unease. "what is it silverfish?" silverfish bit her lip. "it's rushclan... come with me," and with that the beautiful silver she-cat took off, her tail flying behind her. lionfur followed her with growing worry. not until they had reached their destination did his breath catch in his throat. "a-an omen?" he stuttered, his fur standing on end as he watched the warriors crowd around the dead kit. they didn't notice the two starry warriors standing among them. "we never sent this... did we?" silverfish interrogated with an edge in her voice. lionfur stepped back, not believing what he was seeing. "no.. starclan would never kill an innocent kit for an omen." his voice shook, though it rang with truth. silverfish's eyes darkened. "then only one other thing could have done this," she said in a low hiss. lionfur lowered his head as his claws slipped out, digging deep into the soft ground. his eyes turned into angry black pools and his tail whipped furiously. the two warriors slipped away, leaving the clan cats to their mourning.

a dark grey mottled tabby slipped through the dark trees. he held his head high and walked in a triumphant stride. a small dusky white she-cat with adder long front claws approached him, her eyes narrowed. she grasped his throat with her paw, threatening to unsheath her claws. "well?" she hissed. "did you do it?" "y-yes!" the large tom choked out, fear clouding his gaze. a sly smile spread onto the she-cat's muzzle and she threw the tom to the side. "well done, tornpelt." the tom had regained his footing and he dipped his head, glad of the praise. "foolish clancats," she declared triumphantly. "so easy to play. they'd give their worthless little lives to starclan if they asked them too!" she purred. "dark forest will rule again, tornpelt. you just wait."

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ｒｕｓｈ

ｃｌａｎ

ｌｉｖｅｓ.

ＴＨＥ ＣＡＴＳ ＯＦ ＴＨＥ ＲＩＶＥＲ.


ｌｅａｄｅｒ

ridgestar


ｄｅｐｕｔｙ

moonshine


ｍｅｄｉｃｉｎｅ ｃａｔ

briarfall


ｗａｒｒｉｏｒｓ

whitefoot
skycloud
redfoot
warblerfrost
sagewhisper
oakrise
silvermist
hawkfur
olivestare
smallflare
autumnleaf


ａｐｐｒｅｎｔｉｃｅｓ

minnowpaw
civitpaw
amberpaw
ivypaw
cedarpaw
ashpaw


ｑｕｅｅｎｓ

rosepad
orchidnose


ｋｉｔｓ

expecting
expecting
expecting
expecting


ｅｌｄｅｒｓ

morningflower
troutclaw


ｌｏｎｅｒｓ

monty

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ＬＯＶＥ ＯＦ ＴＨＥ ＷＡＴＥＲ．


ｃｒｕｓｈｅｓ

minnowpaw likes civitpaw
civitpaw likes minnowpaw
cedarpaw likes amberpaw
ashpaw likes ivypaw
silvermist likes oakrise
olivestare likes whitefoot


ｋｉｎ

ridgestar and minnowpaw - cousins
morningflower and ridgestar - aunt and nephew
briarfall and civitpaw - aunt and nephew
moonshine and whitefoot - sister and brother
redfoot and amberpaw - uncle and neice
cedarpaw and ivypaw - brother and sister
olivestare and smallflare - sister and brother


ｍａｔｅｓ

orchidnose and whitefoot
ridgestar and autumnleaf
troutclaw and morningflower
ｍｅｎｔｏｒｓ

moonshine mentors civitpaw
redfoot mentors minnowpaw
warblerfrost mentors amberpaw
skycloud mentors ivypaw
sagewhisper mentors cedarpaw
whitefoot mentors ashpaw

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ＲＵＮ ＡＲＯＵＮＤ ＴＨＥ ＲＵＬＥＳ．


ｆｏｒｍｓ

i will provide you with a form. i'm tired of people taking too long on their forms and them being too long. this means you will be using mine and making it fancy or using one from a past roleplay [ giving the owner credit for everything and completly finished on first post ].


ｐｏｓｔｉｎｇ

unfortunatly, using images and fontmeme in your posts are considered spam and i would be furious if something as fixable as that shuts down my roleplay. this isnt just about love you know. its about the history still being present for a couple of horse riders. i dont want favoring over characters so i expect both characters to be roleplayed, each having a good three paragraphs written for each. no powerplaying or godmodding, please. it urks me to no end. stick with the plot and please let me know before you go through an uproar of drama. also, realism is key, inspite the plot. their just cats. lastly, dont join if your not going to follow through with it.


ｒｅｓｅｒｖａｔｉｏｎｓ

so, wanting to reserve a position are you? wanting to join just as a female like everybody else are you? please, reconsider and put yourself in my shoes. imagine my anger when all female positions are filled and not a single male position. stupid, right? because then people get bored with the lack of romance and the roleplay dies. reservations are first come, first serve and if you dont have your form filled in by two days, your reservation is canceled. sorry. when reserving, pm me or gizmo or post on the thread the position you wish to reserve, your face character, and three fabuous roleplay samples. easy, right? if accepted, then you may post your form.
ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｓ

no drawings, paintings or anime pictures. they just dont fit the plot. strive to be realistic, even in a fantasy roleplay. no crazy powers or insane hair/ eye colors. i believe in natural beauty. there is no definate age range, just dont join as a newborn, or a fifty year old man, ok? ages must correspond with rankings. your characters may not fall in love with one another. branch out!

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ＲＯＬＥＰＬＡＹ ＭＥＭＢＥＲＳ.


indefinite,

owns ridgestar, minnowpaw, and morningflower.


MoonBeamz

owns briarfall and civitpaw.


moose.

owns moonshine and whitefoot.
Air

owns skycloud and monty.
Phenomenon.

owns redfoot and amberpaw.


Mercy

owns ivypaw and cedarpaw.


Saige.
owns warblerfrost and rosepad.

c a r p e . diem

owns sagewhisper and oakrise.
.sarcastic.cow.

owns ashpaw and silvermist.
Warriorqueen107

owns orchidnose and hawkfur.


sorrell.

owns olivestare, autumnleaf, and smallflare.
bleu.

owns troutclaw.[/b]

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ｏｐｅｎ // ｃｌｏｓｅｄ

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extra post~

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reserved for ridgestar [ tom leader ] and minnowpaw [ she-cat apprentice ] and morningflower [ she-cat elder].

name; ridgestar.
rank; leader.
age; 48 moons.
gender; tom.
kin;minnowpaw [ cousin ].
morningflower [ aunt ].
love interest; none.
relationship status; mateless.
other information; none.

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name; morningflower.
rank; elder.
age; 73 moons.
gender; she-cat.
kin;ridgestar [ nephew ].
love interest; none.
relationship status; her mate died.
other information; none.

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name; minnowpaw [ splash ].
rank; apprentice.
age; 8 moons..
gender; she-cat.
kin;ridegstar [ cousin ].
love interest; civitpaw.
relationship status; mateless.
other information; none.

the form © otter.
image © rightful owner.