Reedclan and Gorgeclan:Semi-lit/Lit

[meijhana]

Seasons ago, so long ago that it does not exist in the memories of even the oldest of cats, a group of cats met underneath the light of the full moon. For moons before, they had lived united, but now, divisions arose, and father turned on son, and daughter on mother. Each side had unofficially appointed a leader to champion their cause, and now, the two cats stood in the center of the mass of cats. Tali, a lithe tabby and white she-cat stared at her opponent, Ven, a massive red tom, unyieldingly.
“What have you to say for yourself?” she demanded harshly. “You would divide us! None of us will last through the cold if we divide! How will we hunt enough to survive? How will our kits remain safe from our predators? You are a fool, Ven, and if you secede from the rest of us, you will suffer.”
Ven laughed in Tali’s face. “You think we will starve? We’re starving now, Tali! There is not enough prey for us all to remain living together, you know this. Have you forgotten what happened to Geni’s litter? All of them died of hunger! There is more prey even on the mountainside than there is in this depleted wasteland. I will do what is best for those who follow me, whether you agree or not.”
Tali hissed angrily, barely restraining herself from wiping a paw across Ven’s face. “If you wish to leave, then fine! Leave!” she spat, tail lashing back and forth. “Go to your mountainside. But be warned, if you or you kind ever sets foot near us again, we will have no choice but to attack!”
The two cats stared at one another, neither blinking for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, Ven turned away from her without a word, gesturing to those who agreed with him to follow with a jerk of his tail. Many turned their backs on Tali, choosing to follow the other up to the side of the mountain and the gorge. Many others stayed, choosing the verdant forest and river lands they had lived in for so long.
For seasons, the two groups remained separate. Generations after the initial wedge was driven between them, the newest leaders of the two groups were visited by the mysterious starry forms of cats they did not recognize. These cats instructed them that they must form clans, groups of warriors and others who followed a strict code of rules, and that they and the healer of the clan would have the power to commune with their ancestors. They should meet at each full moon with the other clan, to uproot the hatred that had been growing for so long like a gnarled weed between them. The leaders awoke, finding new life within themselves. Thus, Reedclan and Gorgeclan were born.



Short Synopsis:
Generations ago, one cohesive group of cats broke into two, and the two have hated each other ever since. Even though it has been years since the initial fission, contention still exists. The two groups have since formed Reedclan and Gorgeclan.

[meijhana]

We are Reedclan, the original clan of this land. We have been here for as long as long as we can remember, and Starclan has allowed us to remain here without trouble. We live in the forest below the mountain, and our territory includes the wide river that has sustained us for so long. During new-leaf and green-leaf, fish can be caught and waterbirds too, but during leaf-bare it is mostly frozen. It is important for our cats to be able to swim, else they be swept away by the currents. Our camp is near the banks, but far enough into the forest so that it is safe. Our leader nests here, above the ground in this hollow tree. The warriors of the clan sleep in an abandoned fox den that has two chambers. Usually, the senior warriors reside in one and the junior in another, but there are no assignments. Apprentices sleep here, and the queens can take care of their kits in this den. It’s small, safe, and easy to get in and out of. Now that the kits are taken care of, here’s the elders’ den. The last den in the camp is the medicine den. It is only a few tail-lengths away from the riverbank, so water is always in good supply. When we have clan meetings, we meet near the Highstone. Our leader takes his or her place atop the stone and we gather beneath. The last important camp location is our training hollow. It is located just outside of camp, and this is where much of the battle training of our apprentices takes place.
Prey:
Fish are somewhat common during the warm seasons, and waterfowl can be caught with some effort. If you’re lucky, you might even catch a toad or frog near the banks. Muskrats are common, but only the strongest warriors can take these huge rodents down. Other common prey animals include mice and voles, but tree-climbing prey are harder to catch and rarer in our territory.
Dangers:
Our greatest danger is the river which we live close to. Many kits have drowned in the currents, and during leaf-fall when the first sheets of ice are appearing, some cats think it safe to walk on and break through. Twolegs are relatively uncommon, seeing as our region is fairly mountainous, but when they do come through, they like to hunt the ducks and geese that nest across the river from us, and therefore have their dogs with them most of the time.



Welcome to Gorgeclan. We live on the rocky mountainside and the gorge below. It isn’t an easy life, but it is better than the fattening, easy life on the riverbank. The river runs through our territory also, but once it gets here, it is no more than a rocky stream. There are no fish in this part of the river, and it is shallow enough to wade across. Our camp is located along the side of the gorge. It is further from the water, but when the snows from the mountaintops melt the stream floods, and it would destroy our camp. So we stay in the high rocks. Here is the leader’s den. It is high in the side of the gorge, and can be dangerous to get to. Therefore, only warriors and older apprentices should approach the leader in the den. Anyone less skilled runs the risk of falling to their death. The warrior’s den is lower and sturdier than the leader’s. It is large enough to fit most of the clan within its walls as well. The apprentices stay closer to the ground in this den. Our queens are hidden away in a closed off den that extends far back. The entrance has many sharp or rough rocks, but once inside, the ground becomes smoothed earth. The elders’ den is a few fox-lengths away from the nursery, and both are closer to the medicine den than the rest of the dens in the camp. Because we are further from the stream, we bring moss soaked with water to these three dens for those within them to drink. It takes work, but it is better than the alternative. Our apprentices train here, in the training hollow. Here, we have the Highledge. This is where clan meetings are held. I assume you know about those. I think that’s all you need to know about our camp.
Prey:
The prey here is typically thinner and leaner than that near the river, but we have many rock mice, squirrels, and chipmunks. Occasionally we might catch a vole or two, and sometimes we’re lucky enough to get a bird, but our most numerous prey by far are jumping mice. They can be tricky to catch because of how they hop along the steep cliffs of the gorge.
Dangers:
The greatest danger comes from the cliffs and mountains we call home. We’ve lost many apprentices who were too confident in their abilities to falls, and we don’t want to lose any more. Towlegs hardly ever come here, so we don’t have much to worry about them. Eagles and owls can be very dangerous though, especially for kits who are left in the center of camp unattended.



Important Locations for Both Clans
The Mooncave is where the medicine cats and leaders can go to commune with Starclan. It lies just over the edge of Gorgeclan territory, and to get there cats must travel along a narrow path within a gorge. This path runs straight through Gorgeclan territory.
The Gathering Place is a small clearing with a large, tangled tree in the center. The leaders take their place on the large branches of the tree and the deputies sit on the knot of gnarled roots at the base of the tree. This gathering place is just inside of Reedclan territory.


Prophecies:
There are no prophecies as of yet. If you have an idea for a prophecy or would like to be a part of one, feel free to contact me via private message.

Announcements:
-6 October: Thread Opened-
-Season: early leaf-fall-
-15 October: Open for Role-playing-
-7 November: Gorgeclan's leader Goldenstar has died, Lynxstep to become leader.-


Rules:
-This is a semi-lit/Literate roleplay. I expect at least seven sentences per post. And that’s at a minimum. I would prefer much more, but I know that for some people that can be hard.-
-Make sure these sentences aren’t super short. It won’t count if your post goes like this: “Redpaw stopped. He scented the air. He could smell a mouse. He crawled forward. Redpaw pounced on the mouse and killed it.” That was five sentences, but it really doesn’t get much done. Make your post meaty.-
-Try to use proper grammar and spelling. If you have to, spell check your post before you submit it.-
-For now, each player can have one high ranking cat (leader, deputy, medicine cat, medicine cat apprentice). This may change depending on the interest.-
-Have as many cats as you want. However, I don’t want one person to have a hundred un-developed characters. And you need to make sure that they’re all active. We don’t want people slipping out of the game because someone has too many cats for them to handle.-
-Use your own forms. Just make sure they include clan and a short description of the cat. I put mine in the “other” section, but you can do this however you want.-
-Don't use the same prefix as another cat. If you want a prefix reserved, I will hold it for up to one week.-
-If you want a particular position, let me know and I'll reserve it for up to one week. Then, it becomes fair game for anyone else.-
-Stay active. That one explains itself.-
-What I say goes. If I make a decision, I would hope that no one will attack me for it. I’m not gonna do things like kill of cats left and right, and I’ll try to keep everybody happy, but you can never please everyone.-
-No powerplaying, godmodding, blah blah blah. You all know the deal.-
-All forum rules as established by site mods apply.-

[meijhana]

Leader: Morningstar||RPed by: NatureHeart||She-Cat||46 Moons||Plush grey pelt with dark black spatter on the back of her neck and dark green eyes with a hint of yellow.
Deputy: Hawkeye||RPed by: ｃｏｒｇｉ ❤||Tom||37 Moons||Tom with brown undercoat, ginger and white overcoat, dark brown tabby patterns, and blue eyes spashed with tan and green.
Medicine Cat: Ivyfoot||RPed by: meijhana||She-cat||38 Moons||Small she-cat with short claws and a dark red bengal patterned coat and light green eyes.
Medicine Cat Apprentice: Crystalpaw(fire)||RPed by:NatureHeart||She-Cat||11 Moons||Solid black she-cat with sky blue eyes.
Warriors:
Sandstripe||RPed by: meijhana||Tom||38 Moons||Leggy tom with sand coloured markings and very light blue eyes. He is also missing his tail.
Ivorysong||RPed By: Sparrowflight<3||She-Cat||21 Moons||A beautiful silver and gray Bengal She-Cat with sky blue eyes.
Goldenblaze||RPed by: Sparrowflight<3||Tom||21 Moons||A handsome red Bengal with green eyes.
Maplescar||RPed by: belle-blossom||She-Cat||40 Moons||Russet she-cat with hazel eyes and a fluffy tail.
Greyleaf||RPed by: belle-blossom||Tom||20 Moons||Grey tabby tom with hazel eyes.
Risingstream||RPed by: tigeressstar||She-Cat||21 Moons||Short, long-bodied she-cat with sleek silver tabby coat and bright yellow eyes.
Wildpath||RPed by: tigeressstar||Tom||21 Moons||Handsome tabby and white tom with green-yellow eyes.
Gingerpetal||RPed by: poofycat||She-Cat||14 Moons||Beautiful ginger cat with faint stripes, slightly long fur, and bright green eyes.
Open
Apprentices:
Bravepaw(heart)||RPed by: Sparrowflight<3||Tom||6 Moons||A handsome, half-blind golden brown Bengal tom with pale green eyes.
Flowerpaw(wish)||RPed by: belle-blossom||She-Cat||11 Moons||Grey tabby she-cat with hazel eyes.
Heatherpaw(frost)||RPed by: adcatfish||She-Cat||8 Moons||Small dilute calico she-cat with long fur and amber eyes.
Bluepaw(creek)||RPed by: adcatfish||Tom||8 Moons||Small blue-gray tom with green eyes.
Open
Queens: Open
Kits: Open
Elders:
Badgerclaw||RPed by: NatureHeart||Tom||93 Moons||Black and white tom with pale green-yellow eyes.

Leader: Lynxstar||RPed by: tigeressstar||She-Cat||21 Moons|| She-cat of elegant build and dark grey tabby pelt. She has pale yellow eyes and tufted ears.
Deputy: Open
Medicine Cat: Dapplespots||RPed by: adcatfish||Tom||27 Moons||Gray-blue tom with dappled fur and olive green eyes.
Medicine Cat Apprentice:Sparrowpaw(flight)||RPed by: Sparrowflight<3||She-Cat||6 Moons||A charcoal and gold Bengal She-cat with teal eyes.
Warriors:
Smokefoot||RPed by: meijhana||Tom||30 Moons||Tom of average build with thick, smoky black fur and light amber eyes.
Fogstep||RPed by: meijhana||She-Cat||30 Moons||Lightly-built, tall she cat with pale blue-grey coat and green eyes.
Lonespirit||RPed by: Sparrowflight<3||Tom||18 Moons||A dark gray and silver tabby tom with a white chest, belly, and paws and only one eye, which is blue.
Fawnspirit||RPed by: belle-blossom||She-Cat||32 Moons||Small brown spotted she-cat with amber eyes.
Dawnfrost||RPed by: belle-blossom||She-cat||34 Moons||Large, white fluffy she-cat with pale blue eyes.
Cedarbrook||RPed by: adcatfish||She-Cat||27 Moons||Lithe blue-gray tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Open
Apprentices:
Viperpaw(strike)||She-Cat||7 Moons||Long-limbed, very slender she-cat with a mottled black and grey coat and bright amber eyes. Has the potential to be quite tall when adult.
Nightpaw(willow)||RPed by: Sparrowflight <3||She-Cat||6 moons||A pretty gray and charcoal Bengal She-Cat with violet-blue eyes.
Barkpaw(fur)||RPed by: belle-blossom||Tom||8 Moons||Large, Fluffy brown and white tabby tom with hazel eyes.
Palepaw(moon)||RPed by: tigeressstar||She-Cat||11 Moons||A small, lovely pure white she-cat with pale yellow eyes, and a green-color that surrounds the pupils.
Open
Queens: Open
Kits: Open
Elders: Open

***

Mentors and Apprentices
Reedclan
-Ivyfoot-Crystalpaw-
-Sandstripe-Bravepaw-
-Goldenblaze-Flowerpaw-
-Wildpath-Bluepaw-
-Ivorysong-Heatherpaw-

Gorgeclan
-Dapplespots-Sparrowpaw-
-Cedarbrook-Nightpaw-
-Dawnfrost-Viperpaw-
-Lynxstar-Barkpaw-
-Lonespirit-Palepaw-
***

Mates and Crushes
Bravepaw>Viperpaw

Reserved Prefixes:
-None-

[meijhana]

Nᴀᴍᴇ-
“My name is Smokefoot.”
Aɢᴇ-
“30 moons.”
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ-
“I thought it was rather obvious that I was a tom.”
Rᴀɴᴋ-
“Warrior. Have been for a while.”

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ-
“I know some cats call me too serious, but who knows.”|| Smokefoot is a driven cat, who is constantly setting goals for himself, some that are too high for him to realistically accomplish. His own unrealistic expectations of himself have caused him to become secretive and hard on others, because his constant “failures” gave him a bitter outlook on life. He is generally very matter-of-fact, rarely disclosing feelings to cats other than his sister, Fogstep, and throwing up a hard wall around himself to keep from getting hurt. Once that shell is broken past, however, he becomes a kind and loyal tom, who is rather fond of kits and elders, and would lay down his life for you.
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ-
“Unimportant. I had two parents. That’s all.”||Smokefoot’s parents, a rogue named Eve and a clan warrior named Amberclaw met on a whim, and after Smokefoot and Fogstep were born, Eve decided that the life of a rogue was not something she wanted for her kits. Although she could have joined the clan, she declined, instead leaving her kits, then called Smoke and Fog, in the care of the clan. After that, none of the clan saw Eve again. Raised as part of the clan, Smokefoot never felt any different than the others of his age, and even upon learning of his mother, he didn’t consider himself anything but pure clan cat. A little ways into his warriorhood, Amberclaw was taken by the ocean, leaving he and Fogstep as the only two of their family.

Cʀᴜsʜ-
“Why would I tell you?”
Mᴀᴛᴇ-
“None.”
Kɪᴛs-
“Again, none.”
Kɪɴ-
-Amberclaw-Father-Deceased-Clan Cat-
-Eve-Mother-Unknown-Rogue-
[size=85]Oᴛʜᴇʀ-
[color=#808080] “Nothing I can think of.”||Appearance: Smokefoot is a tom of average build with a plush smoky black coat. He is not stocky, but instead has rather long limbs and his heavily feathered coat makes him almost miserable during green-leaf, but is ideal for the cold nights of leaf-bare. He has piercing amber eyes that rarely betray any emotion, making him a rather imposing figure when combined with his height. Smokefoot has found that his large size and thick pelt can be cumbersome when trying to maneuver around the rocky cliffs, but he has learned how to manage with it.
Clan: Gorgeclan
Short Description: Tom of average build with thick, smoky black fur and light amber eyes.

Nᴀᴍᴇ-
“I’m Fogstep.”
Aɢᴇ-
“30 moons young!”
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ-
“I’m a she-cat…Or so I’m told.”
Rᴀɴᴋ-
“Just a warrior. Hopefully I’ll be a queen eventually.”

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ-
“Get to know me!”|| Fogstep is a sweet young warrior who is known for being a friend to all she comes in contact with. She is rarely the cat to speak out in anger against another cat. She is the kind of cat who would be the ideal queen, but hasn’t found that “special tom” yet. She trusts everyone she meets wholeheartedly, which has been her downfall on numerous occasions. Fogstep can sometimes be seen as dim or naïve, but her gentle soul makes up for all of that.
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ-
“Didn’t you already ask Smokefoot?”||See Smokefoot’s history.

Cʀᴜsʜ-
“I’ll have to get to know someone before I crush on them!”
Mᴀᴛᴇ-
“Sadly no.”
Kɪᴛs-
“I wish.”
Kɪɴ-
-Eve-Mother-Unknown-Rogue-
-Amberclaw-Father-Deceased-Clan Cat-
-Smokefoot-Brother-Alive-Clan Cat-[/color


Oᴛʜᴇʀ-
”No. I think you’ve covered just about everything.”||Appearance: Fogstep is taller than many of her she-cat clanmates, but is slenderly built. She has kind, sweet green eyes that shine out from her pale blue coat, which is just as thick as her brother. Her lithe figure is rather beautiful, and the darker stripe down her nose gives her face a little bit of a quirky appearance, but not exactly in a bad way. Her entire aura is one of kindness and peace, and the way she carries herself is very non-confrontational.
Clan: Gorgeclan
Short Description: Lightly-built, tall she cat with pale blue-grey coat and green eyes.

Nᴀᴍᴇ-
“Viperpaw. I’m still getting used to it, but I really like it.”||Will be Viperstrike
Aɢᴇ-
“I’m only around 7 moons old.”
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ-
“She-cat…duh.”
Rᴀɴᴋ-
“I’m an apprentice. Kinda new to it too.”

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ-
“The best. That’s all.”||Viperpaw is mischievous, reckless, foolhardy, and basically any other word that can be used to describe a typical apprentice. She acts as though she is outside of the rules, and tends to sneak out a lot, which she is rather good at. She has a sharp tongue, hence her namesake, and sharp claws that she is not afraid to use either. She has a fiery personality, and though she is incredibly loyal, sometimes that in combination with her reckless and “throw caution to the wind” attitude about life gets her in a lot of trouble.
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ-
“You already know. It isn’t like the whole clan isn’t talking about it or anything.”||Viperpaw was born a kittypet by the name of Charsie and was owned by a couple of twolegs that was obsessed with the whole idea of a cat show. They bought her from prize winning stock for a heavy sum. She detested such a life, and found her heart yearning for the Wild. Finally, she gathered her nerve and left her comfortable life and wandered for almost a moon. She had run ins with various loners, but never found anywhere where she felt she belonged until she got to Duskclan. She found a nice little niche for an apprentice aged cat such as she, and though she has been there for barely a moon, she still feels like it is where she is supposed to be.

Cʀᴜsʜ-
“Yeah right!”
Mᴀᴛᴇ-
“Seriously? I’m an apprentice!”
Kɪᴛs-
“That’s disgusting!”
Kɪɴ-
-Yannick-Father-Alive-Kittypet-
-Persephone-Mother-Alive-Kittypet-
-Allyson-Sister-Alive-Kittypet-
-Fergeson-Brother-Alive-Kittypet-
-Kai-Sister-Alive-Kittypet-


Oᴛʜᴇʀ-
“Nope!” ||Appearance: Viperpaw is a smoky kind of black and grey cat with deep amber eyes. She is slight of build, but she makes up for that in her ability to be extremely stealthy, agile, and quick. Her long limbs can sometimes be hard for her to control with her impulsive apprentice behavior, but her lithe figure has served her well in many situations.
Clan: Gorgeclan
Short Description: Long-limbed, very slender she-cat with a mottled black and grey coat and bright amber eyes. Has the potential to be quite tall when adult.

Nᴀᴍᴇ-
“Ivyfoot. Pleased to meet you.”
Aɢᴇ-
“I’m around thirty-eight moons old. I’ve been around a while,” she says with an amused purr.
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ-
“Eh, she-cat? Is this supposed to be a trick question?”
Rᴀɴᴋ-
“I’m the medicine cat here. It feels like it hasn’t been very long, though.”

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ-
“Sorry?”||Ivyfoot is a rather quiet cat, not really wanting to get involved in clan politics and the like. When she does speak, her voice is hushed, and occasionally she has to repeat herself because others other were unable to hear. She spends most of her time observing the clan rather than choosing to take part in the social aspects of clan life, and when she is not in her den, she can generally be found out in the forest. However, just because she is out in the forest does not mean she is gather herbs necessarily. Oftentimes, she just enjoys the quiet away from the hustle and bustle of camp, and finds it much easier to communicate with Starclan when she is away from other cats.
She takes her work very seriously, and though she is kind and compassionate to her patients, she she can become downright vicious if another cat tries to step in where he or she is not wanted. She’s been known to occasionally lash out at people with both words and claws when they have invaded too much of her space, though those instances are few and far between. Also, she is the kind of cat who believes that Starclan’s word is law, and will often share her impressions and visions with her leader, hoping that she also will have had similar promptings.
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ-
”I was born in the clan. Is that all?”||Born into a litter of two to the she-cat Pineheart, Ivyfoot, then Ivykit, knew she was different from her brother and the other kits of the clan. She preferred to spend her time in quiet contemplation rather than playing rough-and-tumble games with the other cats her age. However, this does not mean that she did not engage in any kitlike behaviours. From time to time, she would join in with the roughhousing, but even then she felt like she didn’t really belong. Her delicate frame and unusually short claws were unfit for any warrior training, so by the time she reached the age of apprenticeship, she was apprenticed to the medicine cat at the time while the rest of the apprentices began to learn how to fight and hunt. From time to time she felt lonely and almost jealous of the other apprentices, but over the moons that jealousy faded. Instead, she learned to enjoy the quiet work and sweet smells of the medicine den, and felt like now she finally had found her niche in the clan.
Just after receiving her full name and shedding the name of Ivypaw, tragedy struck her. Both of her parents fell ill during the same moon of leaf-bare. The illness progressed rapidly, and unfortunately no matter how hard she tried, she could not stop it from taking their lives. For quite some time, she was in shock and didn’t really talk to anyone else in the clan. She completely withdrew, until finally she found strength in the constant companionship of both Starclan and her own clanmates. Shortly thereafter, her mentor passed away from old age, but this time she did not feel the same helpless desperation as she said goodbye to her mentor. She has excelled in the capacity of being the sole medicine cat of the clan, but she still feels like there is a lot to learn.

Cʀᴜsʜ-
“I’m a medicine cat. I don’t have time for such things.”
Mᴀᴛᴇ-
“That is forbidden. I couldn’t do that.”
Kɪᴛs-
“Do you not understand that I can’t have kits because of my position? Are you that dense?”
Kɪɴ-
-Pineheart-Mother-Deceased-
-Frostclaw-Father-Deceased-
-Sandstripe-Brother-Alive-

Oᴛʜᴇʀ-
”I can’t really think of anything you haven’t thought about. You were rather thorough.”||Appearance: Ivyfoot is a rather small cat, and can sometimes even be mistaken for an older apprentice. She has deep red markings covering the entirety of her thick, almost bristly pelt. She has wide, round eyes that are an unusual light sage colour. Her small round paws house unusually short claws that are ill-suited for fighting, which is one reason she was grateful that she had been singled out as a medicine cat apprentice. She has a round innocent face that also makes her look younger than she actually is. Occasionally it gets annoying to be mistaken for the apprentice of the medicine cat at gatherings rather than the medicine cat herself, but she quickly puts the offenders in their place.
Clan: Reedclan
Short Description: Small she-cat with short claws and a dark red bengal patterned coat and light green eyes.[/size]

Nᴀᴍᴇ-
”Call me Sandstripe. How d’you do.”|| Named for the pale bands on his forelegs.
Aɢᴇ-
“I’m thirty eight moons old. I know. Practically ancient.”[/ color]
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ-
[color=#808080] “Unless something has changed in the last five minutes, I’m definitely still a tom.”
Rᴀɴᴋ-
“Warrior. Nothing more, nothing less.”

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ-
“Just get to know me. It’s that easy.”||From the time he was a kit, Sandstripe was always rather naïve. He always sees the best in his clanmates, even though they might not actually be that way. To him, the clan is everything, and can therefore do no wrong. He is incredibly friendly, and not nearly as quiet as his subdued sister, preferring to socialize rather than just sit quietly. Let’s just say that his warrior’s vigil was very hard for him to keep. He loves telling jokes, but rarely at another cat’s expense. On the outside, he seems like an almost perfect cat, personality wise, but his naïve innocence has gotten him hurt in the past. Because he is so trusting of all of his clanmates, it is really easy for him to trick him into just about anything, and can also make him seem incredibly stupid.
Like all toms, Sandstripe puts on airs of being rather unfeeling and not really caring about anything, but in all honesty, he’s rather sensitive and is actually a hopeless romantic. He cannot wait for the day where he can call himself a father of kits that will be able to serve their clan as well as he has tried to. Since he lost his parents at a relatively young age and because his sister will never be able to have kits family is of the utmost importance to him.
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ-
“Just ask Ivyfoot. She’ll tell you everything.”||The more boisterous of the two kits born to Pineheart and Frostclaw, he was always the one to jump into the center of attention with the other cats his age. While Ivyfoot distanced herself from the other kits, he loved socializing and could not wait for his warrior training to finally begin. When he was finally apprenticed, he didn’t excel in any particular area, but was of rather average ability when it came to both hunting and fighting, though he did prefer hunting to battle training, and for good reason.
Just before his apprenticeship was to end and he was to abandon the name of Sandpaw and become Sandstripe, he was involved in a fight with a dog fox in which several cats were rather seriously injured. He fought his hardest against the large crimson beast, but he wasn’t able to make much of an impact against his foe, and attained a crushing bite to the base of his tail. Upon returning to camp, with the previous medicine cat and Ivyfoot working diligently to attend to all of the needs of the injured cats, it was determined that Sandstripe’s tail would never be functional again, and would become a limply hanging hindrance rather than the functional tool it was meant to be. It was then that, with Ivyfoot helping to restrain him, the medicine cat bit off his tail, and within a few days a now tail-less Sandstripe was returning to simple training. However, now his training was going worse than before. His lack of a tail was causing severe problems with his balance, and he had to take an extra four moons to complete his training before becoming a warrior. For a while he was slightly disgruntled at being further behind than his fellows, but after a while the feeling wore off, and now he is a very dedicated warrior to the clan.

Cʀᴜsʜ-
“Well, er, no.”
Mᴀᴛᴇ-
“Not yet…”
Kɪᴛs-
“None, but I hope to someday have some.”
Kɪɴ-
-Pineheart-Mother-Deceased-
-Frostclaw-Father-Deceased-
-Ivyfoot-Sister-Alive-

Oᴛʜᴇʀ-
“Nada.”||Appearance: Sandstripe has similar markings to his sister, but his markings are light and sand coloured and broken rather than solid. He's not a heavily built tom, but he does have long, muscular legs that make up for his lack of bulk. He is very pale in color, setting him apart from many forest cats and setting him at a disadvantage during the green and brown seasons, but during leaf-bare when the snow falls to the ground, he excels. He has icy, light blue eyes that might be considered unnerving by many cats, but his carefree attitude take any coolness from them and replace it with warmth.
Clan: Reedclan
Short Description: Leggy tom with sand coloured markings and very light blue eyes. He is also missing his tail.

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Open for Posting

[susurri]

{{May I please reserve leader of GorgeClan? Thanks!}}

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-Of course!-

[Sleepy Little Kitty]

I'd like to reserve Gorgeclan's Medicine Cat Apprentice. Also, laying claim to the following names below ^_^

She-cats
Sparrowpaw (Sparrowflight)
Nightpaw (Nightwillow)
Ivorysong

Toms
LoneSpirit
Goldenblaze
Bravepaw

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-Done-

[Sleepy Little Kitty]

FINISHED x)

Name; Sparrowpaw
Medicine Cat Name; Sparrowflight
Age; 6 Moons
Gender; She-Cat
Clan; Gorgeclan
Rank; Medicine Cat Apprentice
Personality; Sparrowpaw is a brilliant little she-cat with an excellent memory and a surprisingly strong capacity for storing knowledge in her brain. She is a feisty and stubborn cat, who wants nothing more than to be the best Warrior she can be, but fate has forced to resign to a life as a Medicine Cat. Sly and cunning, she is both quick-witted and feisty and can be rash and impulsive at times. She has a bad habit of jumping headfirst into any situation, no matter how dangerous. Because of this is often getting into trouble much to the annoyance of her clanmates. She is a very loyal and devoted she-cat, who loves her clan more than anything and would happily sacrifice her life for her Clan. She is honest, for the most part, and can sometimes be brutally so and she has a bad habit of speaking without thinking her words through. She is a very stubborn gal with a short temper, but her witty humor and charming disposition usually makes up for it.
History; Sparrowpaw was born to Moonberry, a pretty Silver Bengal she-cat in the middle of the forest, far away from their clan, Gorgeclan. She was part of a litter of three, but she has no clue that her brother is Bravepaw of Reedclan. Sparrowpaw and her sister Nightpaw grew up believing their mother and brother died in the forest before they were found and taken back to camp. This, however, is not true. Moonberry left Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw to defend for themselves while she delivered Bravepaw to their father, Goldenblaze. On her return journey, she was attacked and killed by a fox. Through some miracle, Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw were found before they were killed by another creature or the elements, and brought back to the clan. Growing up, Sparrowpaw was always the adventurous kit. She was always sneaking out, dragging Nightpaw along with her. The Elders and Queens in the camp used to joke that she sneaked out more than any kit in Gorgeclan History combined! Sparrowpaw was always a popular kit despite her sneakiness. Her easily excitable nature and undying devotion made her popular among her Clanmates. When Sparrowpaw was three moons old, tragedy struck, however. The tiny kit crawled too far out onto a high up branch and was attacked by an owl! The owl went to grab her but a gust of wind shifted the branch just in time and rather than be carried off, Sparrowpaw was instead knocked from her perch. Sparrowpaw survived, but broke her paw in several places. Her paw healed for the most part, but it is still twisted and useless in a fight.
Short Description; A charcoal and gold Bengal She-cat with teal eyes.
Crush; Open
Mate; Forbidden
Kits; Forbidden
Kin; Nightpaw(Sister)
Bravepaw(Unknown Brother)
Goldenblaze(Unknown Father)
Ivorysong(Unknown Aunt)
Moonberry(Mother-deceased)
Other; Will be starting out as a kit on the day of her Apprentice Ceremony as will Bravepaw and Nightpaw.

Name; Nightpaw
Warrior Name; Nightwillow
Age; 6 Moons
Gender; She-Cat
Clan; Gorgeclan
Rank; Apprentice
Personality; Nightpaw is nothing like Sparrowpaw. She isn’t confident or outgoing. She is shy and withdrawn and often gets nervous around cats, even her own clanmates! Nightpaw is never sure of her and often annoys those around her because she is constantly questioning herself. Perhaps it was because she grew up as little more than Sparrowpaw’s shadow. Perhaps it’s something more. Whatever the reason, Nightpaw is the polar opposite of Sparrowpaw. When asked a question, even if she knows the answer she will stammer and stutter through a reply. Her eyes are often downcast, avoiding the gazes of those around her. She is a very sweet she-cat, and amazingly good with kits, but she second-guesses herself too much. It’s killing her and her spirit. Her shyness will likely be the death of her one day.
History; Nightpaw was born to Moonberry, a pretty Silver Bengal she-cat in the middle of the forest, far away from their clan, Gorgeclan. She was part of a litter of three, but she has no clue that her brother is Bravepaw of Reedclan. Nightpaw and her sister Sparrowpaw grew up believing their mother and brother died in the forest before they were found and taken back to camp. This, however, is not true. Moonberry left Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw to defend for themselves while she delivered Bravepaw to their father, Goldenblaze. On her return journey, she was attacked and killed by a fox. Through some miracle, Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw were found before they were killed by another creature or the elements, and brought back to the clan. Growing up, Nightpaw has always been the quiet kit. The one no one really noticed. She was little more than Sparrowpaw’s follower. If Sparrowpaw left the camp, Nightpaw was right there with here, pleading with Sparrowpaw to turn back. Nightpaw also always got nervous around other cats. She would shy away from her clanmates and stammer uncontrollably and this made her… not disliked exactly but misunderstood. She wasn’t adored like her sister was. Despite this, Nightpaw never turned her back on her sister. When Sparrowpaw was in the Medicine Cat’s den, Nightpaw was right there beside her, faithfully waiting for her beloved playmate to get better.
Short Description; A pretty gray and charcoal Bengal She-Cat with violet-blue eyes.
Crush; Open
Mate; Win her heart
Kits; None yet
Kin; Sparrowpaw(sister)
Bravepaw(Unknown Brother)
Goldenblaze(Unknown Father)
Ivorysong(Unknown Aunt)
Moonberry(Mother-Deceased)
Other;

Name; Bravepaw
Warrior Name; Braveheart
Age; 6 Moons
Gender; Tom
Clan; Reedclan
Rank; Apprentice
Personality; Bravepaw is, as his name hints, a very brave young cat. He is confident and courageous, always eager to fight alongside his beloved father, Goldenblaze. A fierce young tomcat, he is well-known from his kithood when he would constantly sneak up on the warriors and attack them. He never backs down from a fight, but put him before a pretty she-cat and he becomes a total dork. Bravepaw is a notorious flirt, much like his father was at his age. He is keenly interested in the fairer sex. He can be a bit cocky and arrogant at times, but he is a genuinely sweet cat who loves helping others, even if it means cleaning the elder’s den.
History; Bravepaw knows very little about his mother. He was told she died, giving birth to him. He was never told about his two sister Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw, nor that his mother was a Gorgeclan she-cat. Growing up, he was doted upon by his father Goldenblaze and his aunt Ivorysong. They adored him, and he adored them right back. As a kit, Bravepaw would blitz through camp getting under every cat’s paws. He was notorious for sneaking into the Leader’s den, and hopping off the High Rock in hopes of “Flying”. Being born half-blind never seemed to bother the young tomcat. To him, his sightless left eye made him special. Of course, that might be because that’s what Goldenblaze always told him. He was also notorious for leading the other kits out of the clan to go ‘hunting’ or to ‘battle Gorgeclan’ as he would often explain. He was so popular among the young kits that they often referred to him as ‘Bravestar’ and followed him around reverently.
Short Description; A handsome, half-blind golden brown Bengal tom with pale green eyes
Crush; Viperpaw
Mate; Win his heart
Kits; Nada
Kin; Sparrowpaw and Nightpaw(Unknown Sisters)
Moonberry(Unknown Mother-Deceased)
Goldenblaze(Father)
Ivorysong(Aunt)
Other; Nada

Name; Ivorysong
Warrior Name;
Age; 21 Moons
Gender; She-Cat
Clan; Reedclan
Rank; Warrior
Personality; Ivorysong is a loving, caring young she-cat who is devoted and loyal to those who earn her trust. She is very sweet and trusting, and because of this she is vulnerable and has been hurt numerous times. Despite her trusting nature, she is a force to be reckoned with. She is a grudge-holder, and if you anger her it is difficult to get back in her good graces. Once you have completely lost her trust, it isn’t likely she will forgive you. She is fiercely devoted to her loved ones, especially her brother Goldenblaze. She is wary of tomcats and falling in love, due to the disappearance of the last tomcat she loved.
History; Ivorysong was born to a Reedclan Queen and Warrior named Lilydust and Ravenwing. They were purebred Bengals, very cold cats who didn’t much care for imperfection. Because of this, Ivorysong and her brother were constantly pushed by their parents. Admittedly, Ivorysong got it easier than her brother. She was handed over to a sweet tomcat named Kestralwind, who trained her to be the best warrior she could be. He was a sweet, friendly tomcat and Ivorysong quickly fell hard for him. Kestralwind resisted at first, but soon, the pair was muzzle over paws for each other. However, they had to hide it both from the clan and from Ivorysong’s parents, who would never approve of her mating with a no-breed tomcat. And so they met in secret. Every single night, they’d slip from camp separately and meet in a hidden alcove far from camp where they’d play and flirt for hours. They acted much like playful kits at times. The only other cat who knew was Goldenblaze who would never tell on her. Ivorysong never knew how horrid her parents were, until her father tried to kill her in a training session. He was furious when Goldenblaze stopped him, and went immediately to the clan leader. He claimed Ivorysong was insubordinate and that Kestralwind was unfit to train her. He was even more furious when the clan leader refused to allow Ravenwing to train both of his kits. Ivorysong thought that was that, but Ravenwing began watching his daughter and soon picked up on her relationship. A few days before her Warrior Ceremony… Kestralwind disappeared, never to be seen again.
Short Description; A beautiful silver and gray Bengal She-Cat with sky blue eyes.
Crush; Open
Mate; Win her heart
Kits; Nope
Kin; Goldenblaze(Brother)
Bravepaw(Nephew)
Nightpaw(Niece)
Sparrowpaw(Niece)
Other; Other than Goldenblaze, she is the only one who knows of his temporary mate Moonberry and who his other two kits are.

Name; Goldenblaze
Warrior Name;
Age; 21 Moons
Gender; Tom
Clan; Reedclan
Rank; Warrior
Personality; Goldenblaze is much like his on. A bold and confident young tomcat with an attitude that borders on cocky and arrogant, he is both a notorious flirt and an endearing sweetheart. He is well-known as a ‘ladies cat’. Goldenblaze has always been a skilled fighter and hunter. From the time he started his training, he has been a surprisingly skilled cat. As he grew, Goldenblaze simply became a stronger and more respected warrior. His eagerness to become a great warrior was infectious to those around him. He is an intelligent and loyal tomcat who will protect his clan no matter what. He would happily die for his clan in a heartbeat. He loves his son and daughters more than anything in the world and it kills him that he can’t tell Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw who their true father is.
History; Goldenblaze was born to a Reedclan Queen and Warrior named Lilydust and Ravenwing. They were purebred Bengals, very cold cats who didn’t much care for imperfection. Because of this, Goldenblaze and his sister were constantly pushed by their parents. But Goldenblaze got it worse. Ravenwing was a cold tomcat who pushed Goldenblaze to his limit over and over again. To make matters worse, Ravenwing was chosen to mentor his son, due to a surplus of apprentices at the time. Ravenwing was a harsh mentor, training with claws fully extended and Goldenblaze often had to slink off to the Medicine Cat’s den after practice. Still, he never once told any cat of his father’s brutality… until the day Ravenwing threatened Ivorysong’s life. Ivorysong’s mentor had grown ill and Ravenwing offered to train her for a few days. Unused to her father’s abuse, Ivorysong was much softer than Goldenblaze and refused to use her claws in battle training. Infuriated, Ravenwing went for the throat and would have killed her if Goldenblaze hadn’t intercepted the attack and nearly killed his father before Ivorysong stopped him. Their father died not long after Goldenblaze earned his warrior name and Lilydust slinked off to find a new mate, this one a purebred Bengal kittypet. When Goldenblaze first met Moonberry, it was love at first sight. Her beauty far surpassed any others. But it didn’t last because Moonberry was much like his mother; cold and calculating and only interested in perfect kits. Goldenblaze mated with her only for a son. When he found out she had died, he felt nothing especially when he learned she had attempted to abandon her other two kits, which she had considered to be imperfect due to their Charcoal fur. Goldenblaze still watches over Nightpaw and Sparrowpaw to this day, often sneaking to their camp to watch them play before returning to Reedclan.
Short Description; A handsome red Bengal with green eyes.
Crush; Open
Mate; Moonberry(Deceased)
Kits; Nightpaw(Daughter)
Sparrowpaw(Daughter)
Bravepaw(Son)
Kin;
Ivorysong(Sister)
Nightpaw(Daughter)
Sparrowpaw(Daughter)
Bravepaw(Son)
Other;

Name; Lonespirit
Warrior Name;
Age; 18 Moons
Gender; Tom
Clan; Gorgeclan
Rank; Warrior
Personality; A quiet tomcat, Lonespirit isn’t really mean, he is simply withdrawn. He will speak when he feels like it, and only then. Many deem him rude because often when asked a question he will act like he didn’t hear you. He is a fierce and ruthless battler and a skilled hunter as well. He is loyal; no cat can doubt that, and if you earn his trust he will protect you with his life. He may seem gruff and unapproachable but in truth he is simply a misunderstood tomcat, angry at the world for the trouble it has given him.
History; Lonespirit’s story is a sad one. No one knows where he hailed from. He arrived at the camp barely hours old, abandoned presumably by his mother. As a young kit, he was withdrawn. He never played with the other kits and tended to keep to himself. Perhaps it had something to do with his missing eye, a birth defect that caused him to be born with only one eye. Growing up, Lonespirit proved to be an incredible warrior. He was fast, strong, and ruthless… perhaps a bit too ruthless. He was known to train too rough with the other apprentices, so that they would beg their mentors not to make them train with them. He earned the name Lonespirit, because never has Gorgeclan seen a lonelier spirit than his.
Short Description; A dark gray and silver tabby tom with a white chest, belly, and paws and only one eye, which is blue.
Crush; Open
Mate; Win his heart
Kits; None
Kin; All Deceased
Other;