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[Fortune's Fool]

Vibrates excitedly
I can't wait to start. :v

[Sunsmoke]

same

[LucidDreary]

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─ Announcement; Requirements to fill in order to begin! ─

Alrighty! So here is our gameplay in order to start the RP.
I have removed any reservations that have been made too long ago and haven't been filled in so that another (specifically involving the high ranks) that doesn't have 2 High Bloods may fill them.


• The only reservations to have been removed were made by ΗγαςιητΗ.
  
  On this note, please be sure to take in mind what cats you can still make if you desire.

So far, I'd like the following ranks to be filled in order to begin:

• The Priestess of Horus
  
• At least one more Guard
  
• At least one more Pharaoh's Child (let me know if I incidentally haven't marked you down as that if you have already included it on one of your forms!)
• Two more fighters?
• A courtier

[LucidDreary]

@Fortune's Fool - Zeri is accepted and has been added!
@dinolover519 - Would you like me to reserve you a chattel cat?

I am making a chattel cat rn atm~ :>

[ΗγαςιητΗ]

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➶Name; Rosewater
➶Other Names; Rosekit, Rosepaw
➶Age; 32 moons
➶Gender; Female
➶Orientation; Undetermined
➶Rank; Priestess of Horus

➶Kin; Dawnlight, mother; Foxbite, father, Scorchsun, brother.
➶Crush; tbd
➶Assigned Mate; n/a; forbidden
➶Kits; n/a; forbidden

➶Scent; Crushed rose petals
➶Written Description; A smaller than average, light brown, lithe she-cat. She has short, but thick, soft fur, with a spotted Bengal pattern. She has dark golden eyes.
➶Likes; Cool water, nice smells, the small things in life
➶Dislikes; Stubborn cats, wet sand, dried mud
➶Items; The traditional priestess Blue veil over her face, an Eye of Horus necklace, passed down by her father, and a pair of silver lotus earrings. When at meetings, or during more formal occasions, she would also wear an ornate necklace given to her by her mother when she started practicing to be a priestess.



➶Personality; Rosewater is, by definition, a kind cat. She is easily one of the most approachable priestesses, for not only does she give off a "friendly vibe", but has built up a reputation for it. She is surprisingly social, and can easily talk for hours mindlessly about any and all topics. An optimistic cat, Rosewater is always pointing out the bright side of every situation. While she is very likable, Rosewater is also notably absent-minded and forgetful, having a poor short-term memory. She loves the "little things" in life, and loves little gestures, seeing a reason behind everything. Everything she says and does is said with the best intention, all while managing to focus on the big picture. While she may have her moments, naturally being more on the emotional side, practically all cats claim she is a good-hearted, trustworthy cat.

➶History; Rosewater has quiet the heritage. Her parents took it seriously, telling Rosekit and her brother Scorchkit tales of the deeds their ancestors did; from being loyal royal advisors, to renowned guards, the family did just about every high ranked role in the book. Rosekit's favorite tale, though, was of her great, great aunt Rosethorn, her namesake, who had been a Priestess of Osiris, many moons ago. She was not only the young she-kits namesake but inspiration; the long-dead priestess sparked a fire within Rosekit, that would ultimately lead her to where she is now. Rosekit's father was a guard, and her mother, a fighter; both parents held high ranks, and even higher expectations for the young siblings. These expectations only raised higher, after the death of Foxbite, Rosekit's father; he had died protecting a priestess from a lynx, not long before the pair were made apprentices. This made Dawnlight, Rosepaw's mother, more protective. While Rosepaw's brother immediately becomes a guards apprentice, wishing to follow his father's pawsteps, Rosepaw didn't like any of her options. She started off as a fighters apprentice, at her mother's request to choose a path, and hated every minute of it. She would stay up late at night, begging any god that would listen to hear her, and change her course to something she would actually enjoy; she wanted to be a priestess, and she prayed that a god would deem her worthy. Her cries were answered, when Horus came to her in a dream,received that she would be his new priestess. Rosepaw was overjoyed, and immediately told the head priest of her new position. She had never seen her mother prouder; her brother, on the other hand, felt uneasy about his sisters new rank. "Why must you live a new life? Was being a fighter not good enough for you?", he would ask. Rosepaw refused to be dragged down by her seemingly jealous brother, and plowed ahead in life, never looking back. Her brother and she drifted apart; he gained his full name of Scorchsun, become the Captain's squire, had a mate, and even kits. She never got to know any of them well, due to the rocky relationship between the two siblings. Rosewater had been heartbroken that her very own littermate, would feel no pride, or anything positive, for her finally achieving her life dream. Not long after she received her full name, Rosewater, Scorchsun died; the most terrifying part was that he died the same way her late father did. Rosewater had left the temple without a guard, to quickly grab some herbs right outside of camp. A lynx had recently made its home nearby, and the guards had only just been informed about it. Scorchsun learned of his sister's destination, and ran off after her, aware of how Rosewater would not be able to protect herself in any way from the powerful creature. He managed to get there not long after Rosewater was trapped by the cat, and managed to drive it off. He had been severely injured, and wouldn't have any chance of making it. He explained how he feared that something like this would happen to her; he never supported her, because he feared for her safety. They made up, right then, as her brother died at her feet. Rosewater was the one who brought his body home, the one who set up the ceremony for his death. She mourned him for many moons, and has only recently accepted his courageous passing. She now looks back at him with pride, seeing her mistakes, and wishes she could turn back time, and make up for all of the missed time. She takes things for granted, nowadays, and refuses to miss a single minute that life has to offer.

[ΗγαςιητΗ]

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➶Name; Fallencloud
➶Other Names; Fallenkit, Fallenpaw
➶Age; 17 moons
➶Gender; Female
➶Orientation; Bisexual (male preference)
➶Rank; Guard, Pharoah's Daughter

➶Kin; Darkstar, father; Moonstep, mother; Lionclaw, brother;
➶Crush; Stormhaze
➶Assigned Mate; tba
➶Kits; n/a, but she does want some

➶Scent; of rosemary and reeds
➶Written Description; an average sized, snow white she-cat with short, but a medium density, fur, and deep amber eyes.
➶Likes;
➶Dislikes;
➶Items; Along with the required guard wear, Fallencloud wears a necklace and has a small golden hoop earring in the outer side of her left ear, and amber studs in both of her ears. Being a high-blood, she also has formal wear; a pair of golden and silver earrings, which would replace her amber pair, and an intricate snake necklace.


➶Personality; Fallencloud is a very ambitious, stubborn young she-cat; a visionary, as some would say. She has been raised to remain composed and regal, and happily accepted those traits into her life. That being said, while she would gladly let her temper run loose, Fallencloud has a very good, intricately designed mask of emotions to keep everything under the covers. Despite being a high-blood, the snowy molly doesn't have the best social skills, and finds it hard to become close to other cats, occasionally coming off as cold-hearted when approached. For that reason, she is both excited for her assigned mate, and dreads it all at the same time. One thing she looks forward to is, surprisingly, having kits. Fallencloud can safely blame her own mother for making her a very maternal cat, and being an all-around friendly molly once you get to know her.

➶History; Born to the Pharoah and the Queen, one would expect Fallencloud to have an extravagant kithood; and she did. Darkstar was always protective, even before he was the Pharoah. She was and still is, the ambitious sibling, striving to be the best of the best, always has looked up to her successful parents with awe, and something bordering jealousy. She has craved power ever since a kit, watching her father climb to the top with ease. Fallenkit immediately knew she would be a guard and would climb the ranks just like her parents before her. She is determined to become Queen, at all costs. As an apprentice, Fallenpaw loved training, feeling herself get stronger as the days went by. Despite her own personal ambitions, she managed to put time aside for family; to a degree. While she connected easily with family, she had trouble making friends, as she never sought out friendships. Thus, she became a full guard with little to no friends, along with her brother Lionclaw, and has thrived as a guard. She showed skill in fighting as an apprentice, and that skill only grew as time went on. She plans that, if she can not be the next Queen, to at least be the Captain of the Guard, as that is the highest position obtainable for her.

[LucidDreary]

░░⪨░░░░⪨ 𝑭𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒚𝒔 ⪩░░░░⪩░░
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"The blood that stains these paws are not declawed
or dull. They stand ready to meet the foes that you
don't dare face, and confront the consequences you
conveniently ignore. So ask yourself: Am I the coward?"
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░░⪩░░ XXXXX Name: Fenrys
░░░░░ XXXXX Past Name(s): None.
░░⪩░░ XXXXX Gender: Male
░░░░░ XXXXX Age: 26 Moons
░░⪩░░ ─────────𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊──⌘──────────
░░░░░ XXXXX Rank: Chattel Cat; Slave
░░⪩░░ XXXXX Desired Rank: Fighter
░░░░░ XXXXX Clan: Sunclan
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─────𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖑──⌘──𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖙───────

░░⪩░░ XXXXX Kin: Deceased.
░░░░░ XXXXX Personality: Strong, cunning, and smart-mouthed, Fenrys is a constant pain in the hide when it comes to complying with anyone. Due to his behavior, he has two fighters at his side at all times, and is never allowed a single moment alone. Due to this, his sanity level isn't exactly the most stable, but he nonetheless manages to keep himself composed when it comes to defying the kin of Sunclan. He acts as toxic as one might expect- arrogant and haughty to the point where cuffing him around the ear isn't even a satisfying thought. Perhaps there is a thread of himself still left to scavenge, but to Fenrys, the cat he used to be died with his people.
░░░░░ XXXXX History: Fenrys has had a wild and rough life. Siblings to care fore, and kin close enough to be called perhaps, "family" once. He was only the age of what a young warrior might be, then Sunclan attacked his family and kinsmen. They had been designated as a threat to Sunclan due to how close their rouge band had been wandering toward the border. There had been no discussions; no attempt to converse with the band for them to leave. Only slaughter. All he had was taken from him; the soul survivor of a bloody raid. He hid as the Sunclan troops left, then tracked them to their camp. His heart was devoured by revenge, and the thirst for blood has only begun.
Hiding under their noses as a slave was only the beginning of it.

───────𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊──⌘──𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊─────────

░░⪩░░ XXXXX Crush: Open? Maybe?
░░░░░ XXXXX Mate: -
░░⪩░░ XXXXX Kits: None

───────────⌘──𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖈───────────

░░░░░ XXXXX Scars: Plenty of scars along his body due to being a forced-into-labor-slave. Particuarly, the most noticeable scar is a diagonal one along his maw and the faint scars of shackles around his ankles.
░░⪩░░ XXXXX Other: Fenrys once wore a small totem carved of granite from his family, but since he was enslaved, it was taken from him.
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[Fortune's Fool]

I uh, might have a fighter in the works?
Don't hold me to that though. It's just the start of an idea.

[LucidDreary]

@Fortune's Fool - Don't sweat it. We just need one more personal basically.
@ΗγαςιητΗ - Your forms are accepted + have been added!

We just need 1-2 more fighters and at least one courtier?

I'll begin drafting the intro in a little while :'>

[dinolover519]

I have fallen hard.

Ranked Name: Silver
A biological gender: male
Rank: chattel cat
A form of Appearance:
A silver tabby tom of 24 moons with green eyes and scars all over his body.
A Personality: Silver is a bitter and spiteful tom with a deep hatred towards the clan. He’s sarcastic and is known to occasionally mutter under his breath and even snap at his masters. Because of this, his body is covered in scars. He’s clever, but not smart enough to hold his tongue.He was once a kind young cat, and if you truly became his friend, he may show that side of himself again.
Strengths: physically strong and fast, clever, kind at heart
Weaknesses: sarcastic, bitter, angry, doesn’t hold his tongue, disobedient
An Age: 24 moons/2 years
Assigned Mate:
Kin - (Kits? Relatives?): mostly unknown, the only cat he remembers his his mother, a young she-cat named Flower who died when he was a kit
A History: Silver was a young tom who joined a small band of rogues and attacked Sunclan. The group was swiftly defeated and all but Silver died. Silver was taken in as a slave (chattel cat), and put through horrible tasks and faced with cruelty. At first he thought it was his fault for joining the rogues, but he soon became bitter at the clan. He vowed that one day he would take his vengeance and destroy the clan somehow.
Note~ in the battle he killed a young apprenticce, which caused the original regret.
Inventory:
Empty, he had a small silver earring given to him by his mother, but it was stolen from him after his defeat. He would kill to get it back.

But I shall soon rise again

Roleplay notes:
Quotes:

I ain’t leaving my nest until they come to me. I won’t put in a pawful of extra work for those mousebrains... [page 2, Silver]

...he was dragged by his chains next to a silver tom who looked as equally disgruntled as he. Each wore a set of thick chains, so it was evident, Fenrys had been given a play-mate.
How cute.[page 2, Fenrys]

After quickly glancing at the guard, he stuck out his paw and met the other tom’s gaze. ”I should probably give myself a proper introduction...My name is Silver. I believe this may be the beginning of an excellent partnership.”[page 4, Silver]

His eyes narrowed in the She-cat’s direction, almost with jealousy? But that would be ridiculous, why on earth would he be jealous of another slave....Silver just couldn’t figure out the knot in his stomach. [page 6, Silver]

Character relations:
Friends:
Allies: Fenrys
Acquaintances:
Rivals: Fallon
Enemies: Darkstar, literally pretty much all of Sunclan

Mate: TBD
Love:
Crush: Fenrys
Crushed on by:
Loved by:

Religion Silver is a worshipper of only one god- Set, and is quite public about it.