ROBINCLAN
Number of Cats: 38
toms: 18 | mollies: 20
important
"cait!" oighir burst into her den, scaring her in the process. oighir looked like he had witnessed the death of his kit. "what's going on?" cait said, terrified of what could possibly have happened. had a badger attacked camp? had the clan's kits left on an adventure that is obviously dangerous?
"the clan is safe. well not really but not from what you think." oighir tried to explain, trying his best not to scare her. she calmed down a little, still on edge of what could possibly be going on. "i think we're getting closer to who is behind the deaths." he meowed, keeping his voice down. cait sighed, lowering her head. the recent murders have been getting to her and stressing her out. she couldn't focus and felt like every cats life was in danger.
"oíche had found orange fur near deataigh. the scent was robinclan." oighir explained how his mate had found the fur. "deataigh and the cat must have battled a bit, by the drops of blood everywhere and the loose fur." oighir meowed, cait was frozen in place. thinking of who it could be. ghrian had orange fur. maybe he was trying to act like a good warrior so no suspicion landed on him? it couldn't be him. could it? "there is a few cats in the clan with orange fur." he reminded her, seeming to catch what she was thinking about.
"we should be a bit weary for now, not too much though. i don't every cat worried. once we have evidence that points to a specific cat then we will do something." cait struggled to mutter out, she sat down in her nest. not looking up at oighir, he guessed it was his cue to leave. "i'll have oíche look into it more." he meowed before turning around and leaving her den.
-
"don't you think the clan will soon figure it out?" bán asked lasair, having a look around. the two had gone to the waterfall and were talking about the recent murders. "they are mousebrained. before they can even figure it out the whole clan will be almost wiped out." lasair purred in amusement, sitting down by the water and starting to wash his paw. "by then i can easily just kill the rest and leave." he added.
"you said she bit your tail. that carries fur." bán meowed before taking a few laps at the water. lasair stared at him for a few moments before shrugging. bán eyes lit up as he remembered something. "shouldn't plan b start happening?" he meowed in excitement. lasair eyes widened, how had he forgotten?
"how could i forget!? that's why you're my helper bán." lasair purred, touching his muzzle off the younger tom's cheek. bán seemed proud of himself. "tonight's the night."
-
lasair looked down at the cats below, all he could see were the cats' eyes glowing in the darkness. he could see bán sitting on the far right, struggling to keep still from excitement. lasair smirked, every cat he slaughtered made him be able to be in this position. every set of dull eyes he looked into brought him higher into this position. he finally made it.
"cats. you are all cats chosen by the dark forest to bring down the true evil that is starclan. our aim is to stop the brainwashing that starclan is doing to robinclan. the cats brainwashed have to be slaughtered for the good of our lives. if we fail, we will be the ones slaughtered. once we are slaughtered, starclan will kill off the rest of robinclan. without us every cats lives are in danger." lasair spoke, most cats below him seemed determined but he could feel slight fear from the youngest of cats.
"if we succeed we will strive! the dark forest will be at our sides through out the whole journey. starclan have abandoned us!" lasair raised his tone, looking up at the moon. it wasn't its usual white colour, it was tinted. it was dark and half covered by clouds. "we will train every 2 sunrises, at night as to not have cats think suspiciously. in a few moons we will attack robinclan."
"what if we fail?" fiáin called out from the middle of the group. "we will not fail! with the dark forest cats fighting at our side, we are bound to strive!" lasair answered, the group yowled in determination. they were going to save their future. lasair smirked before leaping down off the rock.
-
"cait, you're worried." réalta meowed, padding up to cait who sighed in response. "things are hectic right now, i know." réalta muttered, sitting down beside her.
"it's not just that. the moon. it's darker than usual." cait looked up at the sky, the clouds had cleared and it was now easier to see that the moon wasn't how it always was. réalta looked up, studying the moon for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. "the clan is suffering and i can't do anything. what type of leader am i if i can't do anything to help my clan?" cait hissed at herself, digging her claws in the dirt. she was failing her clan.
"cait. this isn't your fault. you can't control everything that happens." réalta meowed, nuzzling the older molly's shoulder. "we can't be pushing the blame on ourselves while there is a cat out there needing to be stopped." she added, looking up at shinning stars. "oh yeah! while you were on your walk earlier, oighir wanted to speak to you. he had the idea of possibly monitoring the territory more. since all but 1 death was out of camp we could possibly prevent one and catch the culprit."
"i'll talk to him." cait struggled to mutter out, her eyes were foggy with emotions. why was she this emotional? was it because of the possibility that ghrian could be the murderer? why was she being so mouse-brained? she had to get her act together. she shook her head. "we should get going back to camp. we need our rest." cait meowed, getting up and turning away from her.
"wait, cait." réalta quickly muttered, stopping her in her tracks. "the snow will be of help. it will calm the flame." réalta added, dipping her head before padding ahead towards camp. cait watched her leave in confusion before following.
[ oighir, stoirm, caonach, snowtuft, adhmad and lasair hunt ]
[ seabhac, sioc, branar, carraig, cloch and fuinseog hunt ]
[ dramhaíl, óir, farraige, seabhac, solas and duilleog patrol ]
[ sneachta, cait, darach, ghrian and oíche patrol ]
[ réalta, ádh and rós go herb hunting ]
[ rós trains with réalta - diseases ]
[ ádh trains with réalta - poisons ]
[ carraig trains with adhmad - navigation ]
[ cloch trains with duilleog - navigation ]
[ fuinseog trains with solas - navigation ]
[ fiáin trains with seabhac - combat ]
[ tíogair trains with sioc - combat ]
[ úll trains with branar - combat ]
[ cré-umha trains with snowtuft - navigation ]
[ branar and gloine are forced to train with claws unsheathed (roll for injuries please!) ]
[ cré-umha and stoirm are forced to train with claws unsheathed (roll for injuries please!) ]
[ sioc and bán are forced to train with claws unsheathed (roll for injuries please!) ]
[ dramhaíl and stoirm try for kits ]
[ robinclan eat 2 squirrels and a shrew ]
Number of Cats: 38
toms: 18 | mollies: 20
important
"cait!" oighir burst into her den, scaring her in the process. oighir looked like he had witnessed the death of his kit. "what's going on?" cait said, terrified of what could possibly have happened. had a badger attacked camp? had the clan's kits left on an adventure that is obviously dangerous?
"the clan is safe. well not really but not from what you think." oighir tried to explain, trying his best not to scare her. she calmed down a little, still on edge of what could possibly be going on. "i think we're getting closer to who is behind the deaths." he meowed, keeping his voice down. cait sighed, lowering her head. the recent murders have been getting to her and stressing her out. she couldn't focus and felt like every cats life was in danger.
"oíche had found orange fur near deataigh. the scent was robinclan." oighir explained how his mate had found the fur. "deataigh and the cat must have battled a bit, by the drops of blood everywhere and the loose fur." oighir meowed, cait was frozen in place. thinking of who it could be. ghrian had orange fur. maybe he was trying to act like a good warrior so no suspicion landed on him? it couldn't be him. could it? "there is a few cats in the clan with orange fur." he reminded her, seeming to catch what she was thinking about.
"we should be a bit weary for now, not too much though. i don't every cat worried. once we have evidence that points to a specific cat then we will do something." cait struggled to mutter out, she sat down in her nest. not looking up at oighir, he guessed it was his cue to leave. "i'll have oíche look into it more." he meowed before turning around and leaving her den.
-
"don't you think the clan will soon figure it out?" bán asked lasair, having a look around. the two had gone to the waterfall and were talking about the recent murders. "they are mousebrained. before they can even figure it out the whole clan will be almost wiped out." lasair purred in amusement, sitting down by the water and starting to wash his paw. "by then i can easily just kill the rest and leave." he added.
"you said she bit your tail. that carries fur." bán meowed before taking a few laps at the water. lasair stared at him for a few moments before shrugging. bán eyes lit up as he remembered something. "shouldn't plan b start happening?" he meowed in excitement. lasair eyes widened, how had he forgotten?
"how could i forget!? that's why you're my helper bán." lasair purred, touching his muzzle off the younger tom's cheek. bán seemed proud of himself. "tonight's the night."
-
lasair looked down at the cats below, all he could see were the cats' eyes glowing in the darkness. he could see bán sitting on the far right, struggling to keep still from excitement. lasair smirked, every cat he slaughtered made him be able to be in this position. every set of dull eyes he looked into brought him higher into this position. he finally made it.
"cats. you are all cats chosen by the dark forest to bring down the true evil that is starclan. our aim is to stop the brainwashing that starclan is doing to robinclan. the cats brainwashed have to be slaughtered for the good of our lives. if we fail, we will be the ones slaughtered. once we are slaughtered, starclan will kill off the rest of robinclan. without us every cats lives are in danger." lasair spoke, most cats below him seemed determined but he could feel slight fear from the youngest of cats.
"if we succeed we will strive! the dark forest will be at our sides through out the whole journey. starclan have abandoned us!" lasair raised his tone, looking up at the moon. it wasn't its usual white colour, it was tinted. it was dark and half covered by clouds. "we will train every 2 sunrises, at night as to not have cats think suspiciously. in a few moons we will attack robinclan."
"what if we fail?" fiáin called out from the middle of the group. "we will not fail! with the dark forest cats fighting at our side, we are bound to strive!" lasair answered, the group yowled in determination. they were going to save their future. lasair smirked before leaping down off the rock.
-
"cait, you're worried." réalta meowed, padding up to cait who sighed in response. "things are hectic right now, i know." réalta muttered, sitting down beside her.
"it's not just that. the moon. it's darker than usual." cait looked up at the sky, the clouds had cleared and it was now easier to see that the moon wasn't how it always was. réalta looked up, studying the moon for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. "the clan is suffering and i can't do anything. what type of leader am i if i can't do anything to help my clan?" cait hissed at herself, digging her claws in the dirt. she was failing her clan.
"cait. this isn't your fault. you can't control everything that happens." réalta meowed, nuzzling the older molly's shoulder. "we can't be pushing the blame on ourselves while there is a cat out there needing to be stopped." she added, looking up at shinning stars. "oh yeah! while you were on your walk earlier, oighir wanted to speak to you. he had the idea of possibly monitoring the territory more. since all but 1 death was out of camp we could possibly prevent one and catch the culprit."
"i'll talk to him." cait struggled to mutter out, her eyes were foggy with emotions. why was she this emotional? was it because of the possibility that ghrian could be the murderer? why was she being so mouse-brained? she had to get her act together. she shook her head. "we should get going back to camp. we need our rest." cait meowed, getting up and turning away from her.
"wait, cait." réalta quickly muttered, stopping her in her tracks. "the snow will be of help. it will calm the flame." réalta added, dipping her head before padding ahead towards camp. cait watched her leave in confusion before following.
[ oighir, stoirm, caonach, snowtuft, adhmad and lasair hunt ]
[ seabhac, sioc, branar, carraig, cloch and fuinseog hunt ]
[ dramhaíl, óir, farraige, seabhac, solas and duilleog patrol ]
[ sneachta, cait, darach, ghrian and oíche patrol ]
[ réalta, ádh and rós go herb hunting ]
[ rós trains with réalta - diseases ]
[ ádh trains with réalta - poisons ]
[ carraig trains with adhmad - navigation ]
[ cloch trains with duilleog - navigation ]
[ fuinseog trains with solas - navigation ]
[ fiáin trains with seabhac - combat ]
[ tíogair trains with sioc - combat ]
[ úll trains with branar - combat ]
[ cré-umha trains with snowtuft - navigation ]
[ branar and gloine are forced to train with claws unsheathed (roll for injuries please!) ]
[ cré-umha and stoirm are forced to train with claws unsheathed (roll for injuries please!) ]
[ sioc and bán are forced to train with claws unsheathed (roll for injuries please!) ]
[ dramhaíl and stoirm try for kits ]
[ robinclan eat 2 squirrels and a shrew ]
- Leader:
cait | 53m | molly | x
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★
Deputy:
oighir | 49m | tom | x
Medicine Cat:
réalta | 44m | molly | x
Medicine Cat Apprentices:
rós | 12m | molly | x
ádh | 10m | molly | x
Warriors:
oíche | 33m | tom | x
dramhaíl | 36m | molly | x
stoirm | 36m | tom | x
duilleog | 21m | tom | x
snowtuft | 21m | molly | x
adhmad | 31m | tom | x
solas | 21m | molly | x
sioc | 64m | tom | x
lasair | 16m | tom | x
seabhac | 51m | molly | x
branar | 39m | molly | x
ghrian | 60m | tom | x
darach | 23m | molly | x
ómra | 39m | molly | x
caonach | 31m | molly | x
sneachta | 14m | molly | left
bán | 14m | tom | right
óir | 13m | molly | x
coirt | 74m | molly | x
gloine | 36m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]
Apprentices:
carraig | 11m | tom | x
cloch | 10m | tom | x
fuinseog | 10m | molly | x
xx- mute
fiáin | 8m | tom | x
tíogair | 8m | tom | x
úll | 8m | molly | x
cré-umha | 7m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]
Queens:
gualaigh | 24m | molly | x
farraige | 62m | molly | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]
Kits:
scréachóg | 1m | tom | x
marmair | 1m | molly | x
fómhar | 1m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]
Elders:
fíochmhar | 130m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]
- Ally Clans:
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Borders
North | Clan Name | Username
East | Clan Name | Username
South | Clan Name | Username
West | Clan Name | Username
Medicine Store
catmint | x2
comfrey | x1
dock leaf | x0
honey | x1
horsetail | x1
chamomile | x1
rush | x1
lavender | x3
sweet-sedge | x1
poppyseed | x2
burnet | x1
foxglove seeds | x1
bindweed | x1
mint | x1
water hemlock | x1
dried oak leaves | x1
thyme | x1
goldenrod | x2
tormentil | x2
marigold | x1
sorrel | x1
lungwort | x1
juniper berries | x2
ragwort leaves | x1
celandine | x1
bright-eye | x1
feverfew | x1
alder bark | x1
heather nectar | x1
Fresh-Kill Pile:
mice | x4 | 1 serving
vole | x6 | 1 serving
shrew | x10 | 1 serving
squirrel | x7 | 2 servings
stoat | x6 | 2 servings
sparrow | x6 | 3 servings
Mentors:
adhmad | carraig | 4 | combat, hunting, climbing, fishing
réalta | rós | 4 | herb recognition, herb application, poisons, binding broken bones
réalta | ádh | 2 | herb recognition, herb application
duilleog | cloch | 4 | combat, hunting, climbing, fishing
solas | fuinseog | 4 | combat, hunting, climbing, fishing
seabhac | fiáin | 1 | hunting
sioc | tíogair | 1 | hunting
branar | úll | 1 | hunting
snowtuft | cré-umha | 0 |
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves
Deceased Cats:
airgead | killed by a fox | 107m at death
ciaróg | drowned | 4m at death
foraoise | poisoned | 63m at death
súiche | stillborn | 0m at death
deataigh | murdered | 44m at death
Cat Name | Cause of Death
Family:
farraige and unknown | sneachta and bán
deataigh and unknown | ádh, ciaróg, cloch and fuinseog
ómra and unknown | tíogair, úll and (FOSTER) fiáin
caonach and unknown | carraig and (FOSTER) cré-umha
farraige and foraoise | súiche, marmair and scréachóg
oighir and oíche (surr. gualaigh) | fómhar
Name and Name | Kits
airgead | killed by a fox | 107m at death
ciaróg | drowned | 4m at death
foraoise | poisoned | 63m at death
súiche | stillborn | 0m at death
deataigh | murdered | 44m at death
Cat Name | Cause of Death
Family:
farraige and unknown | sneachta and bán
deataigh and unknown | ádh, ciaróg, cloch and fuinseog
ómra and unknown | tíogair, úll and (FOSTER) fiáin
caonach and unknown | carraig and (FOSTER) cré-umha
farraige and foraoise | súiche, marmair and scréachóg
oighir and oíche (surr. gualaigh) | fómhar
Name and Name | Kits
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