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[grizzly.]

ＴＨＥ ＰＯＩＳＯＮ ＯＦ ＬＯＶＥ
ＰｕｒｅＣｌａｎ

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It's been four years since the law was established. No love. It's weakness.
Without it, the clan would thrive and reach its ultimate greatness.
"Any cat who succumbs to the disease of love will be punishable by death or exile."
That's what the Warrior Code says.
Ten are dead. The fate of the others are unknown.

form thread & discussion thread

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It began with one leader. Eaglestar. An old battle-worn tom. Never once had a mate. Said he never needed one. He was stronger without. It was near the end of his leadership that he established the new rule. No love, or face the penalty of death. Even if it was against StarClan's wishes.

Naturally, he wasn't taken seriously. Couples continued to be together. Even those without mates argued that it wasn't fair. Those who disagreed were exiled. And those who continued to show their affections were sent to their death.

The cats were trained to become empty, obedient shells. They carried out their duties as warriors. No more, no less. Love seemed like an imaginary concept. But one issue had arisen. Without love, there would be no mates. Without mates, there wouldn't be any new apprentices or warriors. What could be done to fix this?

Arranged mates. When a kit received its apprentice name, it will also receive its assigned life partner. Together they will train, hunt and fight side-by-side. But there is to be no sentimental attachment under any circumstance. However, all cats are given the freedom to choose when they mate.

Eaglestar's law was carried out after even his death by his right hand cat and deputy. This cat is now the current leader of PureClan and is all for the idea of arranged mates. But as the younger generations are born, they've come to realise that maybe, just maybe, love isn't as bad as it seems.

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1. Follow Nick & Tess' rules.
2. This is a semi-lit roleplay. So pretty pretty please write 5 to 7 lines in your posts.
3. Use brackets for OOC talk.
4. Take all arguments outside of the thread.
5. If you want to be leader, please follow the pre-set description. [Past leader's right hand man/woman, all for the assigned mates]
6. All other characters may choose whether they are for it or against it.
7. You may have up to four characters, but keep the genders balanced. That's sort of necessary for the plot.
8. Mating/kitting must fade to black.
9. Please please please post at least once every two days. Message me if you're going on vacation or something.
10. PM me with any questions or concerns!

I don't have any provided forms. I want you to make your own, neat and organized forms, including all the basic information. When you submit your form in the thread, make sure it includes the name of your cat, age, gender, personality, a bit of history, a physical description and/or image of your cat. Just try to make it look a little pretty, okay? c: Just before the roleplay starts, I will randomize who the life-mates are for everyone. Also, please post your forms on the form thread. If they are posted on this thread I will Pm you and nicely ask you to remove it.

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leader;; pantherstar | ♂ | L.I.N.G.E.R | lives | link

deputy;; lightningstorm | ♂ | elfish | link

medicine cat;; daisystream | ♀ | Tiny Cat | link

medicine cat app.;; loonpaw | ♀ | ☁ .:ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ.ʟᴇᴀғ:. ☁ | link

warriors;;
hawkspot | ♂ | grizzly. | link
buzzardpetal | ♀ | ☁ .:ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ.ʟᴇᴀғ:. ☁ | link
troutfrost | ♂ | ☁ .:ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ.ʟᴇᴀғ:. ☁ | link
autumnmist | ♀ | o n d i n e | link
boarstep | ♂ | Lioncourt | link
roseleaf | ♀ | Lioncourt | link
darkstripe | ♂ | rockett. | link
tallpeak | ♀ | rockett. | link
littlebrook | ♀ | smoldering-loki | link

apprentices;;
darkpaw | ♂ | o n d i n e | link
bluepaw | ♀ | elfish | link
cedarpaw | ♂ | smoldering-loki | link
jaggedpaw | ♀ | singingcactus | link

queens;;
hollywhisper | ♀ | grizzly. | link
name here | ♀ | user | link
name here | ♀ | user | link

kits;;
name here | ♂ ♀ | user | link
name here | ♂ ♀ | user | link
name here | ♂ ♀ | user | link

elders;;
name here | ♂ ♀ | user | link
name here | ♂ ♀ | user | link
name here | ♂ ♀ | user | link

Relationships;;

name here likes name here
name here something name here
name here something name here
name here something name here
name here something name here

Arranged Mates;;

pantherstar is with hollywhisper
lightningstorm is with buzzardpetal
boarstep is with littlebrook
hawkspot is with tallpeak
troutfrost is with autumnmist
darkstripe is with roseleaf
cedarpaw is with bluepaw
darkpaw is with jaggedpaw

Mentors;;

boarstep trains cedarpaw
troutfrost trains bluepaw
darkstripe trains darkpaw
hawkspot trains jaggedpaw
daisystream trains loonpaw

Mothers;;

name here birthed
name here
name here
name here

name here birthed
name here
name here
name here

name here birthed
name here
name here
name here

name here birthed
name here
name here
name here

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no longer accepting new people.

[o n d i n e]

[sorry, for some reason, when I was typing my next post, it transferred to this post and erased everything that was there before...]

│A u t u m n m i s t│she-cat » warrior » no crush

autumnmist was greeted by a younger warrior, littlebrook, whom she was well familiar. for some reason... autumnmist felt annoyed by the greeting, and her pelt fluffed. "hello." she snapped shortly. "I'm fine." anger, hot and burning and fierce, boiled and grew within her. why? she didn't know. for some reason, autumnmist didn't like littlebrook right now. this was strange, however; the two had shared the warrior's den for quite some time now and were, usually, friends. autumnmist cooled down rather quickly. she was serene now and calmed from her strange flash of hatred. "I'm sorry..." she managed. something in her eyes changed then, from terrible balls of fire to gentle pools of yellow and rust. "I'm wonderful this morning, thank you, littlebrook..." autumnmist felt awkward and looked towards the exit of the camp, avoiding all eye contact with the white and grey she-cat. however, the awkwardness was interrupted by a shriek that rang out near her. autumnmist jumped in surprise and looked towards the nursery. "hollywhisper?"

│D a r k p a w│tom » apprentice » no crush
darkpaw looked at the buzzardpetal and offered her a lazy grin. "hey buzzardpetal. I'm doing great! how are y-" he was interrupted by a long, drawn out yowl that sounded as though some cat was being tortured. his dark eyes widened, and he glanced up at buzzardpetal. "what... was that...?" a shudder, a cold and tense shudder, went up the black tom's spine. he immediately thought of hollywhisper... could it have been? [/left]

[I r o n.]

❝ Ｌｏｏｎｐａｗ❞

➳she~cat
➳straight
➳white with black spots
➳medicine cat
➳n/a
➳tags;

Loonpaw yawned quietly, her bright blue eyes shimmered in the morning light. Slowly, the she~cat lifted her herself to the ground. Her eyes we're drousy and tired, with no hesitation, she slowly made her way out of the den, every few moments a drip of water would tumble down. Dew rest everywhere, and the green blades of grass we're swaying silently in the wind. After few countles seconds, she made her way over to the fresh-kill. It smelled like delicious prey. Loonpaw pawed down a wagtail, and started to feast into her breakfast. Once she finished, she licked his whiskers, then got to her paws. The day had started, but that ment a very, indeed boring day of nothingness.

❝ Ｂｕｚｚａｒｄｐｅｔａｌ❞

➳she~cat
➳straight
➳brown with lgiht udnerbelly
➳warrior
➳Lightingstorm
➳tags;

Buzzardpetal's eyes shot open, noticing it was morning, and she was still laying in her warm moss bed. Morning? already. she thought to herself with a shudder. Her dark gloomy caramel eyes looked from left to right before she got to her paws, padding out of the warriors' den. "Greetings, young Darkpaw." She said calmly, but a bit of an annoyed expresshion on her plain face."How are you?" She asked quietly, curling her tail around her paws, then lifted the other to clean.

Annd, Troutfrost is open}}

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L i t t l e b r o o k
gender : she-cat
age : eighteen moons
rank : warrior
location : camp
apprentice : none
arranged mate : Boarstep
crush : none
tagged : Autumnmist

Foggy blue colored eyes slowly blinked open as the cold morning air of a leaf-fall breeze was brought to her senses. Hopefully it wouldn't be a windy day, her short fur wasn't particularly made for it even when it did become a little fluffier in the cold seasons. Her jaws opened to let out a quiet yawn as she slowly began to stand on tiny paws. Her gaze flickered around the warriors den and took notice that a few cats were already awake and missing from the den. Not thinking much of it, Littlebrook sat back on her haunches and began her usual morning ritual of cleaning and flattening her short white fur. Once finished with that task she took one more glance around the den, her gaze lingering on a brown and white tabby coat, before standing and quietly making her way out of the warriors den.

Once out of the warm den the cold fully hit her and a shiver traveled down her spine. Littlebrook slightly regretted ever getting up. She would much rather be back in her warm nest surrounded by her warm den mates. Letting out a sigh that formed a cloud of smoke when it left her body and hit the cold air, she moved farther out of the den and into the clearing. She noticed a form sitting beside the entrance and looked up at Autumnmist, a she-cat who was only a few moons older then herself. "Good morning, Autumnmist." She purred quietly her blue eye flicking over the she-cat's appearance. Littlebrook admired the she-cat's tortoiseshell pelt compared to her pale dull white and gray. "How are you this morning?" She asked deciding to take a seat beside the she-cat while she waited for the day to start.

C e d a r p a w
gender : tom
age : seven moons
rank : apprentice
location : camp
mentor : Boarstep
arranged mate : Bluepaw
crush : none
tagged : open

A russet brown red tom sat quietly in his nest inside the apprentices den. His brown tail rapped around his front paws as he starred off up at the sky. He watched as the white fluff of clouds floated across the blue expanse of nothingness. His body was relaxed as he sat in the silence of the morning. His ears flicking around at the sounds of birds waking and squirrels scratching at the roots of trees. The tom enjoyed the peace morning always seemed to have and would always be up before dawn to listen and watch. He could now hear cats beginning to stir and decided it was finally time to leave the den. So Cedarpaw got to his paws and walked out of the den leaving his sleeping den mates behind.

His powder blue eyes scanned the clearing before resting on the fresh kill pile, his stomach quietly rumbling letting the young cat know he was quite hungry. Cedarpaw headed over to the pile and looked through it before grabbing a decent sized squirrel and quickly made his way back to just outside the apprentices den where the suns rays came through the tress and hit the clearing. He settled down with his squirrel and began to eat.

[L.I.N.G.E.R]

Age:Age Here
Gender:Tom
Rank:Leader
Lives:Nine
Crush:None
Forbidden Mate:
None
Aranged Mate:
Hollywhisper
Tags:Open

Pantherstar


Light streamed in making the ibisidian painted tom feel like he was on fire, and in his dream he was in that moment. The fire didn't hurt him though, it was as if he was made of fire, he was the fire, but in the form of a cat. He was running igniting the forest around him. He flicked his fiery ears and then...The sun hit his eyes causing a blinding light to enter his dream land and his eyes suddenly shot up narrowing against the sunlight. So, it was morning already? He growled softly knowing the sun would not relent anytime soon so he might as well get up. He slowly stood leaning back on his hind legs stretching out his front legs and widening his paws to reveal the webbing. His tail stuck up above his back as he stretches, his weigh shifted forwards and each back leg was individually lifted to stretch them out as his spine was also stretched. He shook his coat out as he rose to a normal posture and strode out of his den, taking note of the cats that were already awake. His ears pinned back for only a moment before lifting again as his cold yellow eyes looked over each cat with a calculating chill. The cats had their arranged partners, if any of them fell in love either with their partner or someone else the punishment would be harsh, and Pantherstar would be all too eager to deliver it.

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↷↷ ＨＯＬＬＹＷＨＩＳＰＥＲxx

ａｇｅ： twenty-three moons
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： female
ｒａｎｋ： queen
ａ．  ｍａｔｅ： pantherstar
ｔａｇｓ： none

ｃｒｕｓｈ： none
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ： scared
ｗｈｅｒｅ： nursery
ｔｈｉｎｋｉｎｇ： "somone help me!"

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The small black she-cat was deep in a dream, she was with a faceless cat, curled next to each other watching an unclear number of kits running around and playing. Love was all around the clan. Those who desired mates and found one within the clan had one, not one they were assigned to, but one they choose, one that they loved, but suddenly the sunny setting of her warm dream grew scarecly dark, fairly quickly, and dark furred cat streaked into the camp, pulling apart the mates, each one of the dark cat killing one of those in the pairings or chasing out one. A sharp pain hit her hard in the stomach, looking up she saw Pantherstar, looming over her, with furious eyes, and that's when a familiar dark tabby interfiered and stripped Pantherstar from Hollywhisper's swollen stomach, the cat she had gone behind Pantherstar's back with and was now expecting his second litter after the first litter died, Yowlclaw, the brother to Hawkspot, who disappeared shortly after Hollywhisper became pregnant a second time. A sharp pain hit the queen in the stomach once again, but didn't stop and didn't have a visable cause.
Jolting awake, Hollywhisper could still feel the stinging pain, and suddenly, her small body heaved, leaving the black cat to let out a painful, and pitiful yowl, knowing that once again, it was time. The kits were coming.

If anyone wants to interact with Hawkspot I'll post for him.