➵𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚗➵ Disscussion and Forums

[ᴠᴇʟʟɪᴄʜᴏʀ.]

. . . .
「𝓝ight and snow will combine to become the deadliest ever. Death will be everywhere
and the survivors will be 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼.」
. . . .


: 𝙿𝙻𝙾𝚃 :
I wasn't prepared for what happened over the last 2 moons. I don't think anybody was.The four original clans around the lake, Thunderclan, Riverclan, Windclan, and Shadowclan, have fallen. It's shocking to think that 26 moons ago this all started with one prophecy. I don't remember the whole story because I was only 2 moons old at the time, but I do know it had something to do with Night and Snow. This is the part where my brother and I come into the story. After the prophecy of Night and Snow, the four clans began to fear all those named Night and Snow. My brother and I who had been born 2 moons earlier, where blessed cursed by StarClan with providing our parents with the names Nightkit and Snowkit. At this time, many clan cats had become corrupted and strayed away from the ways of StarClan and in an attempt to escape the prophecy our leader gave the order to have us killed. Luckily, our parents were good cats and smart enough to find a way to sneak us out of the clan. But the
clans had been interpreting the prophecy all wrong the entire time. The prophecy wasn't referring to cats named Night and Snow but actual night and snow itself. There's been nothing but snow, wind, and darkness for the past 2 moons. Almost all of the clan cats died from cold, disease, or hunger except for only those few who hadn't been corrupted. Now all the cats of the broken clans have come together to form a new, uncorrupt clan. But because the cats are from all different clans, it's hard to agree upon big decisions. And even though the darkness has dispersed, the frigid air and heavy blankets of snow make finding prey difficult. I often wonder how the small clan still exists.

[ᴠᴇʟʟɪᴄʜᴏʀ.]

. . . .
「𝓝ight and snow will combine to become the deadliest ever. Death will be everywhere
and the survivors will be 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼.」
. . . .


: 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 :
1)This is a realistic rp. (Or atleast as realistic as Warriors can get.) That means your cat cannot fly, it cannot win impossible fights, and it cannot take down extremely large prey by itself. Your cat cannot have purple eyes or a neon green pelt. Not all cats can be beautiful or handsome with the perfect personality because let's just face it, that's not how the world works. Everybody has their flaws and so will your cats. Trust me, you'll have a lot more fun with your character if it has flaws rather that it being perfect all the time.
2)All cats will be heterosexual. Please understand that this is a realistic rp and animals aren't homosexual.
3)Only 1 character per player. This rp will be fairly small and will have a limited number of positions. In order to allow everyone who wants to join to have a chance, each player is only allowed one character. This will also make sure that each character in the rp is played and given the attention it deserves by the player.
4)This is a semi-lit rp. I'm not going to require a certain number of lines but please note that one-two liners are not accepted. I do understand the occasional writers block and will let it slide occasionally but let's not make it a habit. I expect decent grammar from every player but it doesn't have to be flawless.
5)Please post at least 4 times a week. This will prevent the rp from dying out and keep it interesting. If you are in a higher or more important position (Leader and Deputy especially) in the rp, I would prefer if you posted everyday. If you cannot post for some reason please pm me. I might be able to work something out for you.
6)Unfortunately, there are people out in this world that force me to put this seemingly obvious fact in the rule section. Be kind to the other players in the rp and avoid outside arguments. Positions in this rp are first come, first serve. Do not fight over the positions or neither player will get it.
7)No power playing. (Obvious, do I need to go into detail?)
8)Don't kill anyone's character without their permission. (Also obvious)
9)Don't play another person's character, only your own unless you have permission for some reason. If you let someone else play your characters for any period of time please let me know first.
10)No kits, pregnant females, or elders until after we start role playing. Then they may be added along the way if you want them.
11)No other cats have the names Night and Snow besides Nightkit and Snowkit. Once things develop in the rp and kits start being born then you can call them Night or Snow if you wish. I say this because if there is multiple cats with the names Night and Snow it's really going to screw up the plot.
12)You cannot be your own mate or crush.
13)I can add or change rules if I wish.

[ᴠᴇʟʟɪᴄʜᴏʀ.]

. . . .
「𝓝ight and snow will combine to become the deadliest ever. Death will be everywhere
and the survivors will be 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼.」
. . . .


: 𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 :
Brokenclan

Leader [CLOSED]
Falconstar/26 moons/Male/KittyWarrior

Deputy [CLOSED]
Mudwhisker/34 moons/Male/trashcan't

Medicine Cat [CLOSED]
res/Age/Male/wilddog990

Medicine Cat Apprentice [CLOSED]
Rainpaw/11 moons/Female/lordlucario

Warriors [CLOSED]
Saberfoot/28 moons/Male/MadeToRule
res/Age/Gender/Ashwingz
Willowfeather/31 moons/Female/Willow-way
Leopardfrost/30 moons/Female/SpaceFox

Apprentices [CLOSED]
Bearpaw/9 moons/Male/__PawPrints__

Cats Outside Brokenclan [CLOSED]

Snowkit/28 moons/Female/Sᴄᴏᴏᴛᴇʀ.
Nightkit/28 moons/Male/Neenee777

[ᴠᴇʟʟɪᴄʜᴏʀ.]

. . . .
「𝓝ight and snow will combine to become the deadliest ever. Death will be everywhere
and the survivors will be 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼.」
. . . .


: 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 :
Name→Name (She has a crush on him.)
Name←Name (He has a crush on her.)
Name←→Name (They like each other.)
Name❤Name (They are mates.)
Name+Name=Name(s)(Her+Him is the parents of them.)
Name♛Name (They are siblings.)

Snowkit♛Nightkit
Rainpaw←Bearpaw

[ᴠᴇʟʟɪᴄʜᴏʀ.]

Main Thread / Disscussion and Forums

[KittyWarrior]

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➵𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖊
➵𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗
➵26 moons
➵𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆 very 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖑 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙y. 𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖑y 𝖌𝖔 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖔k𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘; 𝖎𝖓 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙, 𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙ay 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖊. 𝖍𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖋𝖊𝖙y 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖓, 𝖍𝖊'𝖑𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒. 𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖓 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆y𝖘 𝖗𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖑y.
➵+ traits: ғαlcoɴѕтαr'ѕ ѕтreɴɢтнѕ αre вeιɴɢ тαcтғυl wнeɴ ιт coмeѕ тo вαттle αɴd qυιтe αвle тo ғιɢυre oυт ѕolυтιoɴѕ тo αɴy proвleмѕ тнαт αrιѕe, ιɴѕιde or oυтѕιde oғ нιѕ clαɴ. He can be threatening whenever he needs to, and the others should probably not underestimate him. He has a fairly thin build, which tends to make others underestimate him often.
➵- traits: Falconstar isn't perfect, as no one can be. The prophecy still scares him to death at times (especially when his cats become sick and injured) and sometimes he gets so stressed out that he isn't able to function properly for a few days. He always worries about letting his Clan down.

[catephant]

almost done ^^
maybe one more paragraph
... or maybe another essay
so sorry for the walls of text ^^'
i tend to get carried away with my characters

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name: saberfoot
age: 28 m.
gender: male
rank: warrior
pelt color: black
accents: white back paws
eye color: icy blue
weight: 16.2 lbs
scars/marks: shreded
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relationship status:
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acquaintances:
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family:
parents - [deceased]
siblings - [deceased]
friends: tba
enemies: tba

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main trait: easy going
sub-traits: sarcastic/
honest/loyal/guarded/
curious/occasionally
flirtatious/kitten-like
habits: flicking what's
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likes: night/the moon/
mouse/
dislikes: water.
strengths: tracking prey/
stealth/strategics
weaknesses: a cute she-
cat/strength fights

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A lone figure looks longingly through the branches and into the
rising moon. Their pelt shimmers under the gentle touch of the
moonlight and fur, marred by relentless cold, is turned silver by
wisps of protecting light. They slowly rise to reveal two snow
white hind paws. The figure softly pads further into the forest
and the moon seems to follow in their wake. A quiet flapping
emits from the quick flick of a destroyed ear, but the cat pays
no heed. Shaking their head they turn around and calmly bound
deep into the forest. They pause at a frozen stream and glance
briefly down. A pair of icy blue eyes and a fluffy, black visage
are reflected back even through the light dusting of snow. The
sound of a small creature waddling through fluffy snow catches
the predator's attention and in a streak of silver they're gone.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx~ personality ~

↠ Saberfoot is a rather easy going tom. Like most others, he was too young to remember a time without
tensions. But that doesn't bother him, however, and unlike most others he adjusted rather well to the dark
frost. He's mostly found laying on his back whenever he's bored or pleading [which is quite often, though he'd
never admit it]. The tom hides behind a flirtatious wall, difficult to break down, but once you do his natural
sarcastically honest nature peaks through. He can easily piss a cat off, but his kind nature forbids him from
making enemies and no one can stay mad at him forever [especially when he rolls onto his back and begs for
forgiveness with wide eyes]. He may not like to make enemies, but that does not eliminate annoying the she-
cats in his new clan. There are times where he'll be found in a tree shaking snow into the pelts of unsuspecting
females. Though he's one of the oldest males in the clan, his kitten-like nature says the complete opposite.
↠ Even so, he can be either your closest ally or your worst enemy. He doesn't take dung from anyone [if it's
not in joking] and is relentlessly loyal [almost to the point of being annoying]. The tom is able to sober up
when needed and, because of his skills [hunting and otherwise], can be a solid shoulder to rely on. When
things get too tense, he is there to lighten up the mood with quick thinking and a sarcastic comment. If you
get on his bad side, he speedily hands out a warning to give time for you to change. He never beats around the
bush and will straight up tell you if you're bothering him. On the other hand, if he likes you, he won't be caught
dead outright confessing. Rather, the tom will show not tell with anonymous acts of kindness.
↠ The tom has one policy that he refuses to let go of and that is to never judge any cat before he gets to
know them. It's a rather simple policy and he sticks to it like glue. Until he knows you, he will treat you with
as much respect as he can muster. After all, anyone who could survive the darkness deserves it. If, however,
you disrespect him or those who have earned his trust, he will not hesitate to rise against you.
↠ Originally a hunter for Thunder clan, the tom is a master of tree climbing and uses this to his advantage
when hunting for prey. He specializes in stealth and can slip through the shadows with the best of Shadow
clan. He's rather fast and can take down the best of fighters [at least he likes to think so], but lacks strength.
To make up for his weaknesses he can think on his feet and is great at strategics. He is definitely not the
most humble cat and likes to show off his pathetic strength to the she-cats when ever he can,
but he can own his weaknesses and make light of them.
↠ Saberfoot is a fluffy black tom with striking icy blue eyes and a pair of snow white hind paws that seem to
guide the moon through the forest at night. As amazing as the sight is [seeing him bound between the shadows
of tall trees], he hates the feature. He thinks it gives him away and, even if it's true, most cats aren't paying
enough attention to his midnight escapades to care. Ever since the night dissipated, he's found it hard to hunt
in the day, considering his black pelt creates a stark contrast against the pureness of the snow. Faithful to his
name [Saberfoot] the tom's feet are graced with unnaturally long claws that peak out from between his fluffy
toes even when sheathed. [He claims he gets it from his mother, but every cat knows he just grows them out
for a better grip when climbing.]
↠ Like any other cat, he has his dislikes [most of which include water in one form or another]. When it
comes to his ears [especially the shredded one], he will do anything possible to avoid getting water in them.
Besides that, he's perfectly fine with the wet substance. Except if it, you know, soaks his pelt or washes over
his pads or if it drips in his eyes, but other than that he loves water. Loves it.

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↠ His past isn't that extraordinary and is probably considered normal due to the circumstances surrounding
Broken Clan. Saberfoot grew up just like any other kit [for the first two months, at least] and that's when
everything went to mouse dung. He may have been young, but he can still remember the stigma against any
kit named Snow or Night. He can still remember the confusion he felt when smelling the fear drift from the
pelts of those in his clan at the news of the two kits that had been born. 24 moons later was when it came. The
night swept over the sky, coming like a clowder of cats racing into battle. Confusion fell over the clan like the
snow that descended from their blackened sky and loneliness draped over the survivors. It only took one month.
One months for most everyone he loved and cared about to die. Determination coursed through his pelt
and the tom decided to survive for however long it took.
↠ Within a week, his new determination was put to the test. Cats everywhere were fighting one another for
the precious few resources. Shadow clan cats slid through their namesake as if apart it, Wind clan waited for
cats to turn their backs before speedily snatching up the bounty and Thunder clan silently climbed trees
waiting for unsuspecting cats to wander beneath their vigilant eyes. River clan was put at a disadvantage. With
streams and rivers alike frozen solid, they were forced to adopt the ways of other clans and, some, managed
to successfully survive. It was chaos. Neither trees nor the forest could be trusted and cats from every clan
soon turned to the ways of River clan: shadows flashed up trees and trees became shadows.
↠ Saberfoot first shied away from the violence, but one thunderstorm ensured that he would turn like the
others. He had slipped through the shadows, fur dusted with snow and a small mouse hanging from his jaws.
Lightening flashed around him and thunder crashed against trees, but he payed it no mind, it had been weeks
since he feared the perpetual noise that came with the frozen night. Contrary to what his fluffy pelt would
suggest, he had no problem moving around with snow weighing down his every move. Determined, he floated
across the snow on light paws: his mother was waiting for him.
↠ She was part of those who fell sick with disease and, though he knew what would happen, he was
determined to deny fate for as long as possible. And so, he consistently went out to catch prey for her. There
were times where his catch was stolen and the pair went hungry, but he was typically quiet enough to avoid
the other predators. The lightning flashed once again closely followed by a crash of thunder. The storm was
getting closer. He needed to get back to their shelter, a small den he had dug by the frozen river, before the
snow fell harder. Throwing caution to the wind, he dashed home without leaving a trail of foot prints in the
hardened snow.
↠ Another flash, another growl, but this time it was cut off by a screech. The tom froze in horror: there was
no mistaking that sound. With ears pinned to his head, pelt fluffed in furry, and upper lip pulled back in a
snarl, he bolted towards the noise. No one threatened his mother and got away with it. It wasn't long before
he reached his destination and what he saw lit his blood on fire.
↠ His weak mother sloppily fought against two large toms who were trying to claim the den for themselves.
One struck the she-cat down with his forepaw and something inside Saberfoot snapped. He swiftly dropped the
mouse and launched himself at the attackers with a furious yowl. His memory of the fight blurred red and it
wasn't until the cats lay unmoving at his feet that he came to his senses. Blood dripped from his ear and
spattered against his pelt, but he was certain he'd be fine. Ignoring the liquid, he tentatively approached his
mother and called out to her. When there was no response, he nudged her with his nose and called out again.
No response. His nudges and mewls increased in fervor, but each one was met with silence.
↠ All throughout the forest an agonizing wail could be heard. From then on he vowed to do what ever it took to
survive. When word of Broken clan spread across the forest, the tom was wary. How could anyone be trusted
after the past few months? It took awhile before he could reconcile the reality of a slim survival without a
clan behind him, but it happened. He was cautious, but so was everyone else.

↠ After all, warming up takes time.

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[ᴠᴇʟʟɪᴄʜᴏʀ.]

@KittyWarrior, Yes but just please note that being the leader means you might have to post more because that is an important rank within the clan.

[KittyWarrior]

[ I do understand, I have plenty of time at the moment to be able to post ^^ Thank you! I will edit my post above and create my form~ ]

[galaxy,]

pinefrost, medicine cat