[ ➴] Sparrowclan, new & accepting

My gallery · by **❧Emmylou** » Sun Oct 09, 2016 1:59 am

The timberland of Sparrowclan was one that was most fought for, as the castles of oak trees where hard to resist. Most of the tree's limbs hung low in the Chestnut-brown forest, creating a shady roof for the feline inhabitants of the leafy paradise. It was a peaceful place to start a clan, brown thorn bushes and brambles guarded the entrence of the home to the many feral cats. These cats led peaceful lives, listening to the rustling foliage and crackly ferns of the forest. Most importantly, the song of a sparrow was often heard here, a brief reminder that no one should rest for long. -- One day, you found yourself in the lush forest, enjoying the crackly ferns underneath your soft paws, and the rustling foliage above your head. All until you heard a she cat approach, her gait more urgent and her face unfriendly. The sand daily-colored feline was strong, but short at the same time. Her fern-green eyes glared up at your for a short moment before looking softer. "Come with me," You had no choice but to follow the she-cat, but she didn't go far.The feline led you to a single boulder in a clearing, something that looked like an unfinished camp. The she-cat hopped onto the rock, and started to speak. "My name is Mousestar. I am the leader of Sparrowclan, if it wasn't already obvious. I am going to make this short because time is not on our side. We need you in our clan," The caw of a sparrow sounded overhead, and Mousestar laughed at the irony. She flicked her tail and waited for a response from you. "Well, what are you waiting for? Sparrowclan would be happy to support a strong warrior like you," You nodded your head, and the she-cat smiled and led you to a large camp, protected by warriors, with the help of thorns. The feline home was large and welcoming, the fresh kill pile stocked to the brim. The she-cat only says one thing before bounding off.
"Welcome home,"

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My gallery · by **❧Emmylou** » Sun Oct 09, 2016 2:00 am

Most of this is common sense,
but please still read it all anyway.

➸ No godmodding, powerplaying, or Mary Sues.
➸ 10 pages (of role play) is considered one moon
➸ Please only sign up for one big part (deputy)
➸ Please only post on the discussion thread untill the start
of the roleplay
➸ Don't be you own crush/mate/mentor/apprentice
➸ No same gender mates/crushes, this includes signing your

cat up as LGTB+➸ Please blackout or time skip when needed.
➸ Keep your cats realistic. No winged/colorful/powerful cats.
➸ No evil cats (unnamed in the prophecy)
➸ Sign up for as many cats as you can handle
➸ Follow Tess's rules

If you continue to break rules repeatedly, you can be banned by me.

My gallery · by **❧Emmylou** » Sun Oct 09, 2016 2:06 am

My gallery · by **❧Emmylou** » Sun Oct 09, 2016 2:11 am

~Emmylou
Falconclaw, Mousestar, Embertail

Miss Warriors ♡ ♡♡♡
Fallowtail, Turtlekit

ωανєℓєиgтн
Littleheart, Silentstep

yoongi !
Heronpaw

Hayzel
Sunstrike, Greyfeather, Hazelpaw

♡Chocolate♡
Hareskip, Littlepaw, Poppykit,
Dapplelily

Orangipengi
Whispermoon, Hawkpaw

alokesti
Riverpaw

My gallery · by **❧Emmylou** » Sun Oct 09, 2016 2:18 am

Begining of Leafbare
Chances of rain
Sunny, little to no mud

Falconclaw mentors Hazelpaw
Dapplelily is mother to Turtlekit and Poppykit
Turtlekit is sister to Poppykit

None yet

My gallery · by **❧Emmylou** » Tue Oct 11, 2016 7:29 am

◈ Embertail
She-cat | camp | open

Embertail tapped her paw in the elders den, on the cold, hard earth. Thud, thud thud. The fresh scent of multiple berries, herbs, and prey were all too familiar to the tortoiseshell she-cat. The green trees that loomed above Sparrowclan camp where like old friends to her. She watched the same old business going around camp, warriors coming in with new prey, two others sharing tongues. Embertail got bored with the same humdrum routine, sitting and waiting for the eager (or not so eager) apprentices to deliver her food. Usually, it was the last of the fresh-kill pile, small shrews or mice, provided by the clan's apprentices. Sometimes it was an apprentice's first catch, eager to share it with the old "pros" of the clan. Even though the shrew was small, she ate the meager rodent with a small purrrr, pretending like it was a hearty meal.

For a moment, a thought passed through her mind. Thud, thud... After a moment of silence in the empty den, the feline let it pass as she continued to tap her paw on the hard floor of the elders den. But then, Embertail stopped once again. This time she gave it a bit more thought and finally took action. It wasn't much, just a simple task, but it showed to be a challenging one for the old she-cat. Her bones ached as she stood, using her forelegs to push her up. Her back a feet ached, a sore, numbing feeling that dominated her legs. She thought silently to herself, my bones would be aching if I was still sitting down in the den... I better get used to it.

Embertail padded a long camp, her paws showing no sign on weakness or aches. She put one foot in front of the other on the ancient ground, where many elders like her have stepped. Many paw prints where shown on the once muddy ground. The cat ducked under the thorny entrance of the camp, unable to crouch low enough to fit though the small tunnel. The brambles scraped at her back, easily losing a clump of fur on the way. She finally made it out and then, it came. Like a huge tidal wave, the scents, sights, and sounds of her warrior days washed over, nearly numbing her senses. The youthful energy that she once had came back to her, the aches of simple tasks have faded. The rustling foliage and creaking branches reminded her of when she could climb trees. The squeak of mice and scrambling of squirrels as the climbed the trees reminded Embertail of when she caught so much prey that she surprised the leader. She lifted her head up, light and shadows dancing over her nose and ears. She inhaled the minty scent of fresh herbs and continued to walk, this time more slowly and hesitantly as she dove into her past. Embertail slowly walked down the twisted pathway, staring at the old trees like they where long lost family members.

Stalking down a faint pathway into the underbrush, Embertail spotted the place where she caught her first piece of prey- an old scrawny mouse, who was destined to die any day from then. Nevertheless, she was elated and sharedwith the elders, who reminisced about their first price of prey. Of course, at that time, Embertail paid to attention to the older cats' rambling on, she though more about how she would brag to the other apprentices at the time.

Finally, she snapped back to reality. The sun shone though the trees, creating shawdoes over the sacred dwelling. The forests seemed to be tense, not a single leaf daring to fall. Past regret, Embertail moved behind the old hunting place, deeper into the woods of Sparrowclan. When it occurred to her that other cats where doing something, and she was in the way, she scrambled up the nearest tree. Wham, all of the previous pain came back to her. Baring her white teeth in pain, she held on to the rotten bark of the tree with her long, sharp claws that remained unused for years. Not only did her legs ache, but her entire body as she slowly cimbed the tree. Determinately, she had reached the lowest branch of the tree, and sat opon it. She let her long tail hang down as she stared opon the castles on hicory trees. Soon, Embertail drifted to sleep, laying, sprawled out on the branch of the umber-brown tree.

My gallery · by **hayzel** » Tue Oct 11, 2016 7:39 am

{sorry for the lack of coding. it's difficult to do on my phone}

Sunstrike
The small she cat woke up with a yawn. She had a tendancy to sleep late, and today was no exception. Sunstrike weaved through the remaining warriors, who were still asleep. She padded through them carelessly, not bothered if she stood on them. She was known to be one of the most aggressive cats in the clan, they'd probabl act like nothing happened. Sunstrike left the den, feeling warm sunlight shine on her ginger pelt. She sat beside the warriors den, grooming her fur. The warrior hadn't been put on patrol, so she decided to clean herself.

My gallery · by **Orangipengi** » Tue Oct 11, 2016 7:50 am

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Whispermoon

She-cat || 19 Moons || Warrior || Tags: Open

Whispermoon walked through the trees. Looming darkness cascaded around her. "Hello?" She whispered, her green eyes illuminated, pupils dilated with slight fear. "Is anyone there?" Whispermoon raised her voice, and it echoed around her. Taking a small pawstep forward, she looked around. Nothing. Just black. Thud. Thud. Thud. Noises sounded behind the she-cat. She whirled around, unsheathing her claws, until she saw-

Whispermoon woke up, curled in a ball in her moss bed. Oh. It was a dream. She thought, as her chest heaved. Rays of early morning light flashed through the warrior's den. She glanced around her, pelt warm. Her jaws parted in a yawn.

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Hawkpaw

Tom || 10 Moons || Apprentice || Tags: Open

Hawkpaw glanced around agitatedly. Maybe I can go hunting? He raised himself to his paws, blinking the sleep out of his dark eyes. Surely someone was awake. As he walked out of camp, he gazed at the dew drops that hung onto the leaves and grass.

Hawkpaw's jaws dropped as he strained the air for the scent of prey. "Aha!" He muttered dropping his haunches down so that his belly touched the forest floor. Hawkpaw stalked forward. The breeze was coming his way, masking his scent. Rabbit. Hawkpaw lunged out of the undergrowth, striking out at the rodent. It lay limp in his paws.

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My gallery · by **♡Chocolate♡** » Tue Oct 11, 2016 8:09 am

Littlepaw; Female; Apprentice; Crushing on Hawkpaw
The small she-cat woke up, and shook moss from her coat. She groomed her pelt until it looked acceptable, and padded outside. She realized the morning dew, and the rustling of leaves falling near immediately. She decided a hunt would be nice, and set out. She instantly picked up trace of sparrow, and pinpointed it chirping on a low branch. She fell into the hunters' crouch, and stalked it silently. For once she was grateful for her small size, and light weight, knowing it allowed her a better chance of not being heard. She came to jumping-length, and sprang. She bit the small birds neck, and a heartbeat later it was laying limp between her jaws.

My gallery · by **Orangipengi** » Tue Oct 11, 2016 8:19 am

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Whispermoon

She-cat || 19 Moons || Warrior || Tags: Open

Whispermoon walked out of the warrior's den, trying to clear the sleepiness out of her green eyes. She sat down, and gazed around at the awakening cats around her.

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Hawkpaw

Tom || 10 Moons || Apprentice || Tags: Littlepaw

Hawkpaw's ears perked, as he heard the soft thud of something landing lightly. Picking up the rabbit in his jaws, he padded in the direction of the noise. It was surely a cat, but if the cat wasn't a clan cat, he ought to let Mousestar know. Hawkpaw kept his steps light and silent. He unsheathed his claws, just in case. He doubted it was a stranger, probably just another clan cat out hunting!

He walked out of the undergrowth, to see a cat with a sparrow in her jaws. It took a moment before he recognized her. "Nice catch, Littlepaw!" He meowed happily, bounding to his friend's side.

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