𝓖𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝓑𝓊𝓉 𝓝𝑜𝓉 𝓕𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 ✶𝒲𝒞 𝑅𝒫 open

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─✪─𝓖𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝓑𝓊𝓉 𝓝𝑜𝓉 𝓕𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃.─✪─
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it all started when twolegs began to take over more territory, leaving less room for the two
clans that lived side by side. starclan sent messages for them to unite in this time of trouble,
but unable to put their differences aside, cedarclan and hollowclan instead started a war. only
the hollowclan medicine cat continued to plead for peace, but their cries were ignored by their
leader. after six long moons cedarclan finally won, killing the hollowclan medicine cat in that
final battle. the cedarclan leader cast out the remaining hollowclan cats from their old home.
little did they know how their actions would affect the fate of both clans. starclan grew silent
that night, no longer sharing tongues with the medicine cats, nor granting the promised nine lives
to the new leaders. after being cast out from their home all those years ago, hollowclan never fully
recovered, eventually fading into old tales. now after all thees years, seven cats from cedarclan
have been sent on a mission to find a new territory now that the twolegs have nearly taken over
the old territory. little do they know, they'll soon discover what remains of their old rival, and
perhaps, they'll even reconnect with their stary ancestors along the way.

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"𝒲𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒,
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓉𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌."
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[ColonelHamster]

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"𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓁,
𝒲𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒."
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Lyrics from Sleeping At Last's song "North"

[ColonelHamster]

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─────the seven─────

oldest member of the group (preferably 80+ moons).
has severed as the medicine cat, and has taken the lead of the group on this quest. 1/1
✶ | Stoneheart | 97m | ♂ | eleutheromania

warriors 3/3
✶ | Tigerthorn | 34m | ♀ | doggoesmeow
✶ | name | age | ♀ | wildsight
✶ | Doveshadow | 23m | ♀ | Luxtato

apprentices 3/3
✶ | Emberpaw | 18m | ♂ | local dreamer
✶ | kestrelpaw | 12m | ♂ | sky--lines
✶ | Ravenpaw | 11ms | ♀ | King-Roscoe


─────the remainders─────

the watcher 1/1
✶ | Red Dawn | 43m | ♂ | King-Roscoe
↪ the protege 1/1
✶ | Eclipse’s Silence | 31m | ♀ | phayraoh

hunters 4/8
✶ | Birch Shadow | 84m | ♂ | local dreamer
✶ | Elk Rush | 47m | ♂ | ColoenlHamster
✶ | Wind Feather | 35m | ♂ | dascanadiansparkle
✶ | Cedar Fox | 30m | ♂ | King-Roscoe
✶ | name | age | ♂♀ | user
✶ | name | age | ♂♀ | user

trainees 3/3
✶ | Little Sky | 9m | ♂ | Luxtato
✶ | Dawn Skies | 8m | ♀ |wildsight
✶ | Frost Fire | 7 | ♀ | sorellabac

queens and kits
✶ | name | age | ♂♀ | user
✶ | name | age | ♂♀ | user



─────the loners 5/5─────
✶ | Campion | 37m | ♂ | wildsight
✶ | Fallen Spire | 33m | ♂ | local dreamer
✶ | Fire | 32m | ♂ | dascanadiansparkle
✶ | Buckbean | 11m | ♂ | phayraoh
✶ |Ace | 28m | ♀ | sorellabac



─────the kittypets 2/3─────
✶ | Calli | 30m | ♀ | ColonelHamster
✶ | Finch | 9m | ♀ | local dreamer
✶ | name | age | ♂♀ | user


─────the guardian 1/1─────
✶ | The Guardian | ??? | ♂ | ColonelHamster

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"𝒲𝑒’𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈.
𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇, 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓁."
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Lyrics from Sleeping At Last's song "North"

[ColonelHamster]

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─✪─𝓡𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈─✪─

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"𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓇𝓉,
𝒲𝑒’𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈."
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Lyrics from Sleeping At Last's song "North"

[ColonelHamster]

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─✪─𝓣𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓉𝓇𝓎─✪─

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─────The remainders territory─────
The Hollowclan cats finally settled in the forest on the south side of a small mountain among the hills. The clan named the mountain "Stone Peak". Though it would be closer to the big twoleg den on the south side, they preferred the open fields the cow pasture had to offer, rather than the thicker forest that lay on the other side of the hills. As most of the land is only used for grazing cows, hardly having any twolegs around, Hollowclan was content. Finding abandoned fox dens atop one of the hills, Hollowclan made their new camp with bumbles, wild blackberry vines, and other bushy, plants. The Watcher climbs up a large stone in camp to call a meeting.

─────Twoleg Place─────
There are a few scattered out here and there, but the big twoleg den is the closest one to the remainders, and sits on the far side of the cow pasture next to a thunder path. The twolegs there only keep chickens, cows and a few horses, plus any pets they wish. The cow pasture has ponds and a creek running through it that flows from the remainders territory. The hay meadow is the remainders favorite place to hunt as the big monsters only comes a few times at during green-leaf. The meadow is towards the west where the creek doesn't run through it.

─────The Great Oak─────
Near the top of Stone Peak is a large oak tree next to a small pool of water. The tree has stood there for ages, long before the Hollowclan cats came. Any cat that goes there gets a strange feeling... especially during the night when the star light reflects in the water. Some cats have even told tales of having seen eyes watching them from the branches of the oak. Some cats have started to avoided the area saying it's haunted.

The seven cats are traveling from the south, the medicine cat guiding them north to the mountain, as they have a "hunch", or "strong feeling" that is where they're meant to go. The seven will have to cross the thunderpath, in order to get there.

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✶ Leaf-fall ✶
Leaf-bare

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"𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝑒’𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑒 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹, 𝒷𝑒 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹
𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈, 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇𝓈, 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝒹𝑒, 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝒹𝑒."
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Lyrics from Sleeping At Last's song "North"

[ColonelHamster]

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─✪─𝓔𝓍𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜─✪─

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─────The Watcher─────
The Watcher is basically the leader of the remainders, with some skills of a medicine cat. They stay around the camp, watching over those who seek refuge there, and the one that decides who stays, and who doesn't. They make sure the hunters bring back enough prey for everyone staying in the camp. The Watcher is also the one that oversees the healing of anyone that gets hurt. They'll also oversee the trainee's finale assessment, making sure they're ready to take on the responsibilities of a full fledged hunter. When they feel it's right, they'll choose a trainee to become their protege, and train them to become the next leader. They watch over the cats that need protection, and try to keep their small group together.


─────The Protege─────
It is a great honor to be chosen by The Watcher, it usually happens at a young age, but The Watcher may choose whomever they like. Once chosen by The Watcher, the protege will train to become the next Watcher. When they’re old enough, they’ll take on many of the some duties as The Watcher, becoming what was once known as the deputy. If the current Watcher, or even the protege themselves decide they're not a good fit to be the next Watcher, they can step down, though it can be looked down upon if under bad circumstances


─────Hunters─────
Their main job is to hunt, insuring everyone in camp has enough to eat. They do mark a border, and patrol the area making sure predators stay clear of the camp. They'll spar with each other, working to keep up the skills that have been passed down from the days Hollowclan. Once kits get old enough, the hunters job is to teach the new trainees how to hunt and fight. They've abanndoned the role of mentor, and instead let all the cats have a role in training up the new hunter. They'll go as far as the cow pasture, but don't like getting close to the twoleg dens.


─────Trainees─────
Trainees are young cats in the group that are now big enough to start learning how to hunt and fight. They can start training from as young as five moons old, until their about thirteen moons. There is no naming ceremony when they become a trainee, but they will be recognized by The Watcher that they have come of age. They’ll learn from the all of the hunters, unlike the clan cats that have a mentor and apprentice. They must have permission from a hunter to leave camp. A trainee must have someone else with them out in the territory as many loners are in the area. Once they’ve proved their skills, The Watcher will accompany the trainee out into the territory and watch as they hunt, and battle against a hunter. If the Watcher is satisfied the trainee is ready, they’ll announce they are now a full fledged member. The new hunter will then sit vigil, one tradition that hasn’t been lost.


─────Queens─────
Now holding life for a new generation for the group, or raising them, queens are well looked after in the camp. They are put into the nursery den in camp once it is learned they are pregnant. Once the kits are weaned, the queen will slowly start taking over their old duties, and showing their kits the basics until the kits are ready to start their full training.


─────Loners─────
There are many loners in the area, some descendants of Hollowclan, but some trace back to even before Hollowclan came eight years ago. As they're name sates, they prefer to live on their own. There has been a small agreement between the loners and remainders, if a loner is injured, The Watcher and the older hunters can decide to take in the loner until they're healed. The Watcher will have finale say on the matter.


─────Names─────
Names will work normally for everyone but the remainders. they'll have more "Dawn of the Clans" style names. older cats might have still had "kit" or “paw” in their names, but that tradition has been dropped in the last eighty moons. All kits now born are given a name that’ll stick with them the rest of their life.


─────Cedarclan─────
Cedarclan has sent seven of their cats to find a new home, lead by an older medicine cat. They have still kept up old traditions, though without Starclan, a lot of the meaningful parts of it have been lost. Once a new home is found, the hope is to move the whole clan to a new territory. Cedarclan are a strong and proud, and do well in the forest. They Don't like the open fields as much as their old rival did. Cedarclan cats are good climbers, and do well hunting birds, and the small prey living in the forest.


─────Hollowclan/The remainders─────
Hollowclan cats were known for being quick on their paws, and being the fastest cats around. Even if they're weren't as strong as the Cedarclan cats, they always put up a good fight with they're method of fighting. They love open fields, preferring to be under the open sky, rather than under trees. They are considered to be descent swimmers, though not all of them like it. They hunt mostly rabbits, or other rodents in the fields, and occasionally fish from the creek.

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"𝒜 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃, 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓌
𝒲𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓁𝓊𝑒."
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Lyrics from Sleeping At Last's song "North"

[ColonelHamster]

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[ColonelHamster]

𝓝𝑜𝓌 𝓞𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓒𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹

[ColonelHamster]

Ｔｈｅ Ｇｕａｒｄｉａｎ
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➳ age: ??? ➳ gender: male ➳ rank: guardian of the oak ➳ crush: n/a➳ tags: at the great oak

It had been a quite morning thus far, little happening. The tom was sitting upon a high branch on the great oak, the sky overcast above him. His pale green eyes flicked down to the hill where the descendants of Hollowclan now lived. The tip of his tail twitched, remembering the day they had arrived. He had been told they were coming, but the plans of the stars had changed for whatever reason. It was a shame really, having watched the clan change over the moons. They's lost their faith in the stars, and it seemed the stars were letting them. They didn't even call themselves clan cats anymore, their history almost forgotten. He had gotten a dream a few nights back though... more would be coming. The black tom yawned from his place on the oak branch, wondering his he should go out into his territory... it'd been a while since he had visited the twoleg area. He wasn't as fond of that area, but still... it was in his territory and cats still lived among the twolegs. They were just as important as the forest cats.

Just as the thoughts crossed his mind, the black tom saw something appear in the corner of his eye. Without even realizing it, the noises around him muffed. He slowly turned his head, his eyes meeting the stary pelt next to him. It was her, the tortoiseshell molly, Sunsplash. She had came to him the night before Hollowclan entered his territory. She had also been in his dream from a few nights back. He blinked once at her, a bit surprised to see the molly in the daylight. The star guardians had hardly visited him during the day. In fact, he only knew of two other times it had happened. The she-cat had her gaze fixed towards the thunderpath in the south. The Guardian sat silently, wondering if she was here about his dream from a few nights ago. Has the time come already? The tortoiseshell flicked an ear, as if she heard his thoughts, though her gaze was still fixed on the thunderpath. It wouldn't have surprised him if she could hear his thoughts. The star guardians seemed to always know what was happening. The Guardian flicked his tail, letting out a sigh. "Have they arrived?" He questioned aloud in a low rumble. The tortoiseshell's head turned, her bright green eyes meeting his. She blinked once at him before dipping her head in a nod. So... Cedarclan has finally caught up. How'd it'd all play out though, he didn't know. The black tom nodded, then rose to his paws. "As promised Sunsplash... I'll see to them... I trust the stars know what they're doing...." The she-cat remained quiet as most all star guardians did, her gaze once again moving to the south. He watched her thoughtfully for a moment before she slowly faded from his sight.

He blinked once again when she was gone, the air seeming to have shifted. Almost like he had woken from a dream. The black tom shook himself, so much for an uneventful day... things would be getting interesting very soon. His pale eyes turned to the thunderpath, knowing just beyond seven new cats were making their way towards his territory. Seven new cats would now be under his watch. For better or worse. Would they bring about some peace... or would they start another war? The black tom leaped off from the branch, intending to see the seven onto his territory, curious to see how it'd all play out.

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➳ age: thirty moons ➳ gender: female ➳ rank: kittypet ➳ crush: n/a➳ tags: open

Sleeping on her houefolk's back porch.

[eleutheromania]

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【 tom 》ninety-seven moons 》 medicine cat of cedarclan
》mentions: n/a 》 tags: the six. 】

being a leader wasn't something stoneheart was overly thrilled about but it was within his duties. the older cat was heading north with six others, hoping to find new territory for the clan. the journey itself was far from easy and he could hear the sounds of monsters already in the distance. would they be passing a thunder path? it seemed so in this case. the medicine cat had quite a few run-ins with the large two-leg contraptions in his younger days so crossing wasn't something he was unfamiliar with. this territory, on the other hand, was not at all pleasing to the eye. heading north towards the mountain had been the best option and so far they were left generally unscathed in terms of altercations and just getting sick. the gray tom knew that his clanmates were probably tired, they'd been at it since before the sun showed face over the horizon.

the feline could hear and smell that of the thunder path the more he walked and it was soon within his sights. a heavy sigh escaped him, not too thrilled about crossing. usually, it being quiet meant no monsters but at times, they would just appear out of nowhere. as long as the crossing was done quickly, he would not lose anyone, hopefully. he glanced back at the cats that had been following him for the past few sunrises. the territory beyond that of the thunder path was rather open and lacked the dense forest he had grew up in. for now, it looked suitable, though it would take them quite a few days to make sure that was the case. his tail flicked from left to right as he thought, no longer moving from his place along the tree line. "we'll have to cross from the looks of things." he told everyone, collecting his own thoughts for the time being. he himself was tired, his age being part of the factor. not use to such traveling, it did take a little toll on him and he was rather sore, though he would never admit that to anyone.