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01. cs rules. gotta follow 'em. 02. if you h
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st 3 sentences! 04. i support the LGBT+ co
mmunity, but characters must be straight
for realistic aspects. 05. pm me to reserve
a spot. c: 06. drama is totally encouraged
as long as it isn't in ooc! 07. kits must hav
e mothers unless they have a decent back
story to provide for it. 08. post character
forms and ooc on the discussion thread

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allegiances
- definitions
- plot
- relations
- info

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a clanmate opposed to groveclans' king
age // user

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ＴＨＥ ＱＵＥＥＮ！
ＢＥＥＳＴＡＲ

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brinyclans' queen. despite the current
war and the monarch playing a large
part in it, the she-cat is lovestruck w
groveclans' king. she was widowed f
rom her former mate, stonestar. she
is immensely manipulative especiall
y with the prince.

brinyclans' lovestruck leader
30 moons // marya d.

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hes in disgust that hes' been betrothed
with the outsider, but is in well knowle
dge of what is behind her mask. he w
orries that she'll be found out and h
ow it'll affect both him, her, and his
parents. he is sanely aware of his m
others' manipulation and it is slowly
driving him to madness.

brinyclans' prince
22 moons // destinystwilight

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she is a rogue whom was pulled in to
the hierarchy after a large scene was
caused during a gathering. she holds
an unknown prophecy and was forme
rly apart of groveclan as a higher ran
k, whereas the clans' strengths and w
eaknesses are locked into her mind.

prince of brinyclans' bride
23 moons // parasitic.

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a soldier in both clans who switches
between each clan - and is trusted by
them both. stealthiness is on their sid
e, and they are hellbent on gathering
spying information on both clans for
who knows what? the roleplayer deci
des.

a cat trusted by both clans
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groveclans' prince
age // galaxy cat.

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ＴＨＥ ＣＬＡＮ Ｏ Ｆ ＴＨＥ ＳＥＡ

monarch // (1/2)
beestar | gray tabby | marya d.
[name] chooses | description | user

heir // (1/1)
name | description | res

prince // (1/1)
beetlestream | black tux | destinystwilight


- princes' betrothed // (1/1)

sablefawn | black w/ gray | parasitic.

baronesses // (2/3)
barleydew | gray w/ blk & white | laurens;
willowfeather | gray & white | marya d.
name | description | user


- descendants // (1/5)
cormorantpaw | black tom | laurens;
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user

guards // (0/4)
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user

soldiers // (1/∞)
hornetsoot | ginger tom | laurens;
name | description | res
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user

captives // (0/2)
name | description | user
name | description | user

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ＧＲＯＶＥＣＬＡＮ!!
ＴＨＥ ＣＬＡＮ Ｏ Ｆ ＴＨＥ ＧＲＯＶＥS

monarch // (1/2)
spiderstar | black tom | parasitic.
[name] chooses | description | user

heir // (1/1)
ducksplash | gray tabby tom | marya d.

prince // (1/1)
streamwatcher | gray tabby | galaxy cat.


- princes' betrothed // (1/1)

whimbrelsong | auburn somali | laurens;

baronesses // (1/3)
waywardjaunt | brown w/ white | laurens;
name | description | user
name | description | user


- descendants // (0/5)
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user

guards // (1/4)
bramblestrike | gray tabby | marya d.
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user

soldiers // (0/∞)
name | description | parasitic.
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user
name | description | user

captives // (1/2)
name | description | res
name | description | user

xxxxloners/rogues // (2/5)
aurora | ginger w/ gold eyes | destinystwilight
kestrel | gray tabby | stormly
name | description | user
name | description | user

[eudai]

high ranks

to be respected.

monarch,
they are seen as the "god" or pure ruler of the clan, and their word is at a venomous law.
they have the freedom of choosing their own mate, but all high ranks must go to them f
or confirmation of important ideas, or things like allowing a cat into a clan and such. th
ey deal out punishment if needed and tend to the prisoners themselves. they must be g
uarded at all times.

*their mate is to also be dealt with respect. if the mate is female, they are in charge of
birthing kits and are seen as a lead healer. [to spectate what the baronesses do, and en
sure that they are doing it correctly] if the mate is male though, they will take charge
of the clan if the queen falls pregnant. the roles will be reversed and the male will be
prime ruler.

their mate, if female, is also responsible for providing the princes' betrothed with less
ons of etiquette, especially with being polite and kind with her clanmates.

heir,
the most prized of the monarch's children, expected to succeed them after they die. th
e position holds with it a great air of respect, given the rank is not something handed ou
t without thought. the monarch's true heir can take many moons to be selected; often
holding back for just the right member of their offspring. as their duties are vast and th
eir future planned they are not allowed to have a mate. while they may fraternise with
any cat of their choosing, having kits is strictly out of the question and prohibited.

as it is more solely the princes' duty, heirs spend most of their time going over on tradit
ional actions and history within the clan, especially concerning ancestry. speeches can a
nd will be performed by the heir if the monarch is seen to be absent, as the monarchs' m
ate will only uphold the duty if the situation is extremely urgent. especially within the h
eirs' lessons, they must be seen as charming, trustful, and intelligent.

*heirs must always be the offspring of the monarch.

prince,
while being the war general, and responsible of maintaining wars, the prince is to be re
spected especially by the soldiers and guards, as his word is law yet of course not as str
ong as the monarch. they come up with war techniques and everything of the sort, and
is in charge of leading cats into battle and spectating on how he can improve any flaws
in his clans' sides' battling mishaps.

*princes must always be the offspring of the monarch.

princes' betrothed,
she is considered to be of respect, yet her word is not law. she is responsible of birthing
the princes' kits and training the baronesses' kits in fighting techniques and hunting tech
niques, yet she spends most of her time sitting and looking pretty and at times helping o
ut with hunting for the clan. the baronesses are responsible for keeping her looking at as
tonishing health even if the princess has been through hell and back.



lower ranks

to respect the above.



baronesses,
a member of the royal family dedicated to healing the ranks of the clan and raising the y
oung of the clan. baronesses take care of both the monarchs' mate and princes' betrothed
to ensure they look constantly at a one hundred percent of health, along with keeping th
eir appearance to look astonishingly well-kempt. they are also responsible for killing runt
s in litters, and to kill off a single kit if the litter is uneven. baronesses are the daughters
from the monarch, as females that are not offspring of the monarch are not allowed to be
come baronesses. as such, the baronesses are considered motherly figures to most c
lan-mates.

*baronesses must always be the offspring of the monarch.

descendants,
apprentices and kits, usually trained by the princes' betrothed to
become soliders or guards based on their intelligence or brawn.

*descendants may not always be offspring of the baronesses.

guards,
they uphold the duty of guarding the monarch and their mate, as they both must be gu
arded at all times unless specified reasoning is given. they also are in charge of guarding
the camp for any potential threats.

soldiers,
warriors. female offspring of the monarch may sometimes become soldiers
if the baronesses are maxed, or are persuaded or bribed either way.

captives,
prisoners or those who have been put into punishment or isolation by the monarch. they
may also be rogues/loners that have been brought in by the monarch by force and
are currently awaiting to simmer down until they seem trustworthy of the clan. they may
also have been convinced to join the ranks, or they are killed after a certain amount of
time or escape.

*brinyclan and groveclan have overthrown rogue colonies in the past, but now only forc
e rogues to join their clans. captives may either become soldiers or guards, and or a hi
gher rank for specific reasoning.

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current plot: wars and clan opposition
upcoming plot: ???

BIRCHSWIRL // deceased?
the fighting has never ceased.. and the probability of it doing so has never been lower.
the worry that would always sift in my fathers' eyes would always confuse and sometimes
startle me, but i could never understand why. though now, its' as clear as ever.
goosefeathers' dead body remains at my paws, whom i hadn't ever really had contact w
ith, but the tom had sired several kits in his life time with his mate, berryear. tears of
both anguish and bitter resentment gather in my eyes, burning them like the dreadful
flame searing through my heart as i look over the battlefield, a grove that held a deep
dip in the ground. dust from all of the battling cats catches my eyes and allows me to
give a wretched cough, my fear getting ahead of me and causing my heart to bound deep
within my chest. i stumble and fall, and the tragedies my clan bleeds forsaken me from
feeling any security while stonestar continuously led our clan into battle.

the clans have been fighting for ages. when i was a kit, my father had told me (after my
mother had died from one of the larger battles long ago when the clans' fighting had b
egun.) it all started with some sort of murder mystery. he told me of how shocked and
in distress the clan was, especially whereas my mother had been pregnant with my sib
lings and i at the time. the murderer had their own designated target and had only killed
a single cat, whom had been my grandmother, petalstar. due to blind assumption and plain
biasm, the deputy, petalstars' son - stonestar, had placed his bets on brinyclans' leader -
mistystar. the she-cats' contradiction to the the males' assumption was so fierce, my father
said that the entirety of both brinyclan and groveclan at the next gathering were stunned,
and stunned almost to the point of shock.

as the seasons went on, aggression between both clans had arose and became a lethal
flame, threatening to sear through both of the clans' to mere ashes. soon enough, a war
broke out, leading with the death of mother, soon after my birth, and the death of mistystar.
at the end of that single sentence, the worry that would always fog my fathers' eyes
had dissipated, and grief soon clouded his green eyes. pity seared through me, even while
i had been a mere kit at the time. all the hope i had for this crusade to end had
completely left me. what if the clans tear eachother limb by limb?

i will never know.

[eudai]

ϟ ━ enemies | → ━ likes them | ⇹ ━ crushing on eachother | ♡ ━ informal relationship | ❤ ━ serious relationship | ❖ ━ family
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[eudai]

ｗｅａｔｈｅｒ ( ☂ )
currently: november 23rd
it is chilly, and a light snow has just fallen.

both clans are currently worrying about fo
od supply as most animals are either begin
ning to hibernate or migrate.



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- first post! nov. 6
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brinyclan and groveclans' whereabouts c
an be summarized in this photo.
brinyclans' territory consists of anything
that involves the ocean and the sandy be
ach, along with the large rocks that are
surrounded by ocean. they thrive off of
fish, waterfowl, reptiles, and most things
that live by the shore. seagulls and occa
sional vultures are their main concern.

groveclans' territory consists of the exten
sive groves on top of the mountain, begi
nning at the cliff to a resort a days walk
from the cliff. they thrive off of squirrels,
mice, voles, landfowl, etc. their main
concerns are mountain lions, bears, an
d things of the sort.

[eudai]

we are..


ＯＰＥＮ！！

main thread - rules - discussion thread

[eudai]

─ ＳＰＩＤＥＲＳＴＡＲ ─

i. male ii. groveclan iii.
monarch iv. 26 moons
v. single

tagged; bramblestrike
mentioned; bramblestrike,
ducksplash, streamwatcher,
ashflare (former mate)

a breath riddled the monarchs' lungs as he slept, slick black frame pressed against the dainty lacing of feathers that lined his nest, having been inside of a large cave in with draping linen and tangled vines hanging invitingly at the entrance. tail, black as night and abnormally long flicked against the leaves a short distance away from him, before awakening with a startled slice of his breath; cut off as spiderstar scrambled to buckling limbs. a nightmare had riddled the toms sleep, and his formerly aseptic tail fluttered from side to side and was bristled on end. a rumbled pant expanded and contracted as the tom forced his startled state to calm, pale canary eyes flickering to the darkened rims of the cave. spiderstar let out a small sigh, rubbery lips laced with drool and wettened further as he ran his tongue amongst his maw. his nightmare had been cursed with all of the current events between the two clans, and it was no surprise that it had woken spiderstar up from his slumber. it always did, every morning, and ceased to stop, no matter how many times spiderstar would fall asleep in a seemingly calm essence of surrounding. sighing, the monarch resigned to a more comfortable position; paws tucked beneath his jet black front and his tail curled against his small hips. the horrors of yesterday, tomorrow, and so on and so forth rushed throughout his troubled mind as he thought of his rivalry, beestar, who seemed so weird to him but only fueled his fury. he couldn't feel sure as to if it was her or her war general who had been sending in the endless patrols into his camp, when throughout the decade of crusade spiderstar had been the one who routinely sent his soliders into the she-cats camp to flare the stress between the two and knock down as many cats as spiderstars' clan too. however, because of his mindless thinking, the male had been informed by his prince that the numbers in soldiers had been dwindling, quickly, and the worry that never seemed to hit spiderstar was beginning to consume the rest of his stresses.

however, the tom shook his head lightly, another sigh clouding his lungs yet refilling his store of oxygen and regenerating the energy in his brain. he arose to no longer quivering paws, and padded to a small pool of water that never evaporated at one of the wideset corners of his den. the skylight above the pool shown a dark, supposedly night sky, yet spiderstar knew that it was only just early in the morning and the sun had refused to rise yet. a small snort escaped his pitch black nose as he wondered how lazy his clan really was, waking up much later than spiderstars' set alarm of wake. he looked down into the pool once more, whereas despite the inkiness of the sky, the moon sure paid for the suns' late arrival and shone apon the water. the black tom took a seat and looked at his facial features, where plucks of feather and moss remained curled in his fur. my my, spiderstars' irritation flared as he glared at the copy of himself, dipping his paw into the water and grooming the items out of his fur. he then arose and stepped away from the pool, grooming the rest of his skinny frame which seemed to show his ribs on display. despite how much spiderstar loved his extensive choice of dining, the tom never seemed to gain weight; however, it really only troubled the baronesses besides himself. along with his.. late queen, whom had died a long while ago. the tom didn't feel any love for her, no, as affection never seemed to break through his heavily guarded and reinforced chest, but the she-cat was good company -- however, ashflare (his mate) knew much too much, and the more she pressured the tom with the threat of exposing him and his families' history, the more spiderstar grew less and less close with her.


he then killed her out of cold blood.


spiderstars' frame flinched as he was thrown out of his daze, gazing back at himself in the pool of water. he noticed the gold band around his neck for the first time this morning, and his canary eyes burned with who knew what. a shallow breath entered and exited his lungs, and once the tom felt whole enough to finally shower himself in his clanmates, he exited the den without a single leaf or feather in his pelt. the dandelions lacing the entrance of his den caught his eye, and the alluring scent calmed him slightly. settled at the front of his den was seen to be bramblestrike, one of his closer friends in his clan. spiderstar made the assumption that the male had placed the dandelions, as it seemed bramblestrike had been up bright and early and the dandelions smelled of fresh dew. face as straight as cold stone, spiderstar gazed silently at bramblestrike, before giving a slight nod of his head. with his den residing atop of a small cliff above the clan where the cliff overhanged and held the large cave, it was also where spiderstar gave his announcements to the clan; along with the prince and so on and so forth. he glanced at the separated dens that made incisions on the large rock, all having slight cliffs with there being a small cliff on each. the prince and the princes' betrothed dens remained separate, though, as spiderstar found no humour in the two fooling around when work needed to be done. he wondered if the prince was even awake yet, streamwatcher, along with his heir, ducksplash. slight humour despite the dry subject arose in spiderstars' chest as he thought about his son, along with his own choices of appointing the heir. he knew ducksplash was extremely loyal to the clan, however spiderstar always had to be on his ass with his responsibilities. the black tom was beginning to get tired of it, but otherwise the morning shouldn't be rotten with anymore self concious complaining, the tom decided. he glanced at bramblestrike, taking a seat besides the tom with a little sigh.

"would you like to inform me of any current happenings within the clan?" he queried, drawing in a breath. "oh -- and good morning."

[morrissey]

ʙ ʀ ᴀ ᴍ ʙ ʟ ᴇ s ᴛ ʀ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ
i. guard ii. groveclan iii. guard
iv. tom v. 32 moons
tagged; spiderstar
mentioned; spiderstar, beestar,
stormwing, oliveshade

in, and out. and in, and out. nostrils fluttered as the burly tom slept on, enveloped in the warmth of the swan
feathers lining his nest. the small stone dip covered by moss and bracken provided quite the comfort,
one that the guard was very happy to have. his eyes remained closed the only signs that he was still living,
that he would wake within the next hour, were his flank rising and falling steadily, and the tip of his tail
twitching to and fro. his shadow remained still, however, the weak light drifting into the hallow den only
catching the very top of his ears, and perhaps a sliver of his shoulder. while the tom seemed at peace, a
night terror enveloped his vision, haunting him ever so thoroughly. the tom, named bramblestrike, was

dreaming once more of his treacherous father and the leagacy that he left behind in his son's dream. in this particular showing, stornwing had pinned oliveshade to the ground, his maw twisted into a sick grin, golden eyes, perhaps the only trait he shared with bramblestrike, glinting with malice. bramblestrike hated his own eyes, every time he caught his reflection in a pool of water or a shard of glass, he would be reminded of his father and the terrible things that the tom did to the clan.
"it's time, oliveshade. you've become too close to my son. you're not his real father, nor will you ever be."
bramblestrike woke up before the next scene played, too frightened to allow it to continue on in his head. his eyes snapped open, golden hues immediately clashing with the sunlight. he shivered. stormwing never understood. he would never be bramblestrike's father. the time had come for him to step up, but it was rejected. the tom lay in his nest, breath stirring a few loose feathers before he gathered the strength to heave himself up. once he was on his four paws, bramblestrike shut his eyes, creating a mental list in his head for his to-dos. first, as always, was to check in on spiderstar.
over the seasons, bramblestrike had become one of spiderstar's confidants, and the two toms grew close. bramblestrike considered spiderstar a close friend, and despite a few negative things about the younger tom, genuinely enjoyed his presence. the burly tom swiftly exited his den, brushing past the ivy that draped over the mouth. once he was outside, the tom blinked a few times, trying to quickly get used to the glimmering sunlight. it hit every nook and cranny in the camp, and dazzled upon the small river that ran through the center of the clearing. bramblestrike's gaze was distracted by a dash of yellow in the corner of his eye, and turned his head to reveal a small clump of dandelions. seeing the flowers brought a small smile to his face, and he thought of spiderstar, who could probably use a bit of happiness that morning.
careful not to break the petals, bramblestrike gingerly plucked the stems from the ground, gathering quite a few before deciding he was satisfied. the tom turned and headed to the monarch's den, where he placed the stalks around the entrance. one he had dropped all of them, he took a step back, and sat a few tail-lengths away from the entrance of the den, facing the camp clearing. the brush of fur besides him alerted bramblestrike of another cat's presence, and he turned his neck to see spiderstar. bramblestrike gave a swift nod of his head before returning to his previous position, opting not to look at the monarch.
"good morning, sir." bramblestrike's voice was deep and sharp. "i have nothing interesting to report. i sent out more patrols around the front of the camp. you would expect activity from beestar by now, but she hasn't sent anyone our way." he sighed, chest heaving with the effort.