Create A Clan- V.4

My gallery · by **bug.gie** » Fri Nov 02, 2018 10:27 pm

ROBINCLAN
Number of Cats: 44
toms: 22 | mollies: 22
lasair's group

"hey sneachta, have you seen bán anywhere by any chance?" tíogair asked, padding up to sneachta who was laying on a patch of dirt under a tree, enjoying the morning sun. the snow had slightly melted but the cats could tell there was more to come soon enough.

"no idea. he was here earlier, not sure where he went though. probably went to stretch his paws." sneachta meowed, rolling onto her side. "why? did something happen?" she asked, despite her calm nature, tíogair could tell the slight worry in her eyes.

"oighir wanted to talk to him and i was sent to find him." tíogair explained, glancing around the camp at all the cats who were out and chatting, sharing tongues and eating prey. sneachta huffed, recently her brother had gotten into the habit of disappearing and coming back way later. it used to be that he just disappeared for one night and was back early morning but ever since lasair's exile he was disappearing more and more, during the night and during the day.

"if i find him, i'll pass on the message." sneachta meowed with a reassuring nod as she stood up.

she had to find out where he always went

-

the sound of sneachta's paws crunching the snow under her was the only thing sneachta could hear as she followed her brother's stale scent. her breath was like an ice cloud in front of her. her pelt was freezing cold and she wanted to go back to camp and lay in her warm nest but something felt off. she kept hearing the hissing of cats and there were spots of blood staining the snow.

the hissing got louder and now she could hear the sounds of paws hitting the ground with loud thuds. sneachta got to a clearing surrounded by bushes, unable to see through the thick bushes or over them due to their height she padded up to one of the trees on the outside of the clearing. she slowly climbed, making sure her claws weren't violently scraping against the bark so she wasn't making noise.

she lay upon one of the branches, laying low so the snow masked her white fur.

she watched in horror.

-

"stoirm got you good there." lasair meowed to a very scarred rogue who was being treated by ádh. he was bleeding from his side. stoirm sat away from them, he proudly licked his claws from the blood. lasair lashed his tail at the rogue before going to stoirm and giving him a purr of approval.

there were cats fighting in the corner of the clearing. their pelts soaked with blood, whether it was theirs or not sneachta had no idea. out of the corner of her eye she saw a bundle of black fur laying still away from the others. the little bundle reeked of death and sneachta tried to see who it was. they were a young cat, most likely a rogue as sneachta didn't recognize its scent. they lay in a pool of their own blood, their eyes open wide in horror and pain. a huge open wound on its neck which sneachta guessed was the final blow.

sneachta shook her head, wanting to intervene as she saw her brother fighting with sioc. they were all going to kill each other.

[ oighir, stoirm, caonach, snowtuft, adhmad and seabhac hunt ]
[ oíche, úll, seabhac, carraig, cloch and fuinseog hunt ]
[ dramhaíl, óir, farraige, seabhac, solas and duilleog patrol ]
[ sneachta, darach, ghrian, oighir, stoirm and oíche patrol ]
[ réalta, ádh and rós go herb hunting ]

[ cait is kitting! father is ghrian (could cait loose 1 life due to complications) ]

[ scréachóg, marmair and fómhar become apprentices ]
[ sneachta will mentor fómhar ]
[ ghrian will mentor marmair ]
[ gloine will mentor scréachóg ]

[ tíogair trains with sioc - agility ]
[ úll trains with seabhac instead of branar - agility ]
[ cré-umha trains with snowtuft - climbing ]
[ fiáin trains with seabhac - navigation ]
[ fómhar trains with sneachta - hunting ]
[ marmair trains with ghrian - hunting ]
[ scréachóg trains with gloine - hunting ]

[ robinclan eat 2 sparrows and a mouse ]

(notes; no prey catches for now)

Leader:
cait | 58m | molly | x | kitting now!
Lives: ★★★★★★★★☆

Deputy:
oighir | 54m | tom | x

Medicine Cat:
réalta | 49m | molly | x
rós | 17m | molly | x
ádh | 15m | molly | x

Medicine Cat Apprentices:

Warriors:
oíche | 39m | tom | x
stoirm | 42m | tom | x
duilleog | 27m | tom | x
snowtuft | 27m | molly | x
adhmad | 37m | tom | x
solas | 27m | molly | x
sioc | 70m | tom | x
seabhac | 57m | molly | x
branar | 44m | molly | x | 1 moon rest
ghrian | 66m | tom | x
darach | 29m | molly | x
ómra | 45m | molly | x
caonach | 37m | molly | x
sneachta | 20m | molly | left
bán | 20m | tom | right
óir | 19m | molly | x
coirt | 80m | molly | x
gloine | 42m | tom | x
sciathán | 56m | tom | x
carraig | 17m | tom | x
cloch | 16m | tom | x
fuinseog | 16m | molly | x
xx- mute
éan | 60m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Apprentices:
fiáin | 13m | tom | x
tíogair | 13m | tom | x
úll | 13m | molly | x
cré-umha | 12m | tom | x
scréachóg | 6m | tom | x
marmair | 6m | molly | x
fómhar | 6m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Queens:
gualaigh | 30m | molly | x
farraige | 68m | molly | x
dramhaíl | 42m | molly | x
scamall | 27m | molly | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Kits:
snáthaid | 1m | molly | x
scáth | 1m | tom | x
eitilt | 1m | tom | x
xx- deaf
péine | 1m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Elders:
fíochmhar | 135m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Sat Nov 03, 2018 8:38 am

- W E A T H E R -

Greenleaf- The sudden cool breeze quickly gives way to the blazing sun of Greenleaf. Just because it's the first day of the new season doesn't mean it's gonna go easy on you. The heat is making even the most active cats doze off and the rivers and lakes are already starting to shrink.

──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── - M O D•N O T E S -

•If you would like to join our Discord, please PM me or one of the mods for an invite link.

•Very soon, a few new features will be added onto the front. I would personally advise that you either stop sending out patrols for new cats or to lessen your numbers to make the new features easier on your Clans.

•My reply schedule is being changed to every Thursday!

──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── - M A I N•C L A N S -

[ Mapleclan ] • [ Forestclan ] • [ Gustclan ] • [ Briarclan ] • [ Azgeda ] • [ Swiftclan ] • [ Groveclan ] • [ Mallowclan ]
[ Lagoonclan ] • [ Brumeclan ] • [ Shiningclan ]

- S E C O N D•C L A N S -

[ Lavenderclan ] • [ Mangroveclan ]

────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────

Zelos Wilder wrote:

[center]New cats:
--> The new warrior is named Thornstrike

Hunting/Patrols:
--> Cricketheart, Pikewhisker, Robinbreeze, Thornstrike, and Peachfrost hunt.
--> Scorchstar and Maplepaw patrol
-->
-->

Training:
--> No one trains this moon.

Mates/Kits:
-->

Warrior assessments/Other:
--> ShiningClan consumes 2 squirrels
--> Maplepaw takes her warrior assessment! If she passes, she will be known as Maplecloud.
--> Daisypaw should be able to be found on a border patrol (adopted from LambClan).

[ Cricketheart's patrol caught two small fish ]
[ Scorchstar's patrol found Daisypaw! ]
[ Maplepaw passed her final assessment! ]
[ Maplepaw is now a warrior: Maplecloud! ]

────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────

clarke kom skaikru wrote:

↘ 96 felines: ♀ 56 & ♂ 40
↘ next bright reach visit: now
↘ next conclave: in III moons 」
❄ ⋯ ───────────────────── ( 𝐀𝐙𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐀 ! ! ! ) ─────────────────── ⋯ ❄

↘ hunting parties
ind𐰷 shallow lake docks : qadira, padame, bellamy, medocius, psamathe
ind𐰷 lonely mountain : wanheda, freyr, foxberry, niah, az, divona
ind𐰷 sunmore canal: brooke, demeter, torin, leksa, niamh, asteria

↘ border patrols
ind𐰷 dawn : onyx, madi, prometheus, elyse, alaire
ind𐰷 sun-high : echo, asteria, hickoryfur, cleopatra
ind𐰷 dusk : onya, tauriel, bayek, luna, remus, osiris

↘ rituals
ind𐰷 courting: foxberry & leksa
ind𐰷 sparring: no cat spars (this moon)
ind𐰷 marking: cyprian & koipaw ( koispots )

↘ other activities
ind𐰷 training: llyr, adderpaw, rattlepaw, cassiopeia
ind𐰷 kittings: there are no pregnant she-cats in azgeda.
ind𐰷 herb hunting: niylah and alysia [ black mangrove ]
ind𐰷 traveling: tauriel, alysia, maia, alexious, llŷr [ red plains ]

[ Qadira's patrol caught two salmon ]
[ Wanheda's patrol caught three cottontails ]
[ Brooke's patrol caught three field mice ]
[ Onyx's patrol found nothing important ]
[ Echo's patrol found a queen who was separated from their kit ]
[ When Onya's patrol returns with a lost kit, the queen that Echo's patrol found starts circling the kit excitedly and licking them. Clearly this was the kit that the she-cat had been talking about ]
[ After the courting time is over, the Clan waits nervously for Foxberry and Leksa to return. Luckily, the new mates managed to survive their time in the cave with the cougar and returned safely ]
[ Cyprian and Koipaw are now warriors: Cyprian and Koispots! Luckily, neither of them received infections from their marking ceremony ]
[ llŷr, Adderpaw, Rattlepaw and Cassiopeia learned the Hunt skill ]
[ Niylah and Alysia gathered bindweed, blackberry leaves and borage leaves ]
[ Tauriel's traveling patrol was going well for quite a while but as they started to return to camp, a bear crossed their path. After the fight, the patrol dragged themselves back to camp. All of them are heavily injured. One of Tauriel's ears has been completely shredded. Alysia has heavy flank wounds and her right hind leg is broken. Alexious lost one of his eyes. Maia and llŷr both fell into comas shortly after returning to camp. The healers have all done their best to heal the patrol up, but their fate is in The Bright Reach's paws ]

My gallery · by **solyn** » Sat Nov 03, 2018 12:41 pm

𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍 !!
# of cats; 41 (♀: 21 / ♂: 20)
servings consumed; 7 servings
next moonpool visit; now

𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕠,
"Okay, so, I'm curious," Dustfang, sprawled out across one of the sun rocks, tilted his head back to look at Shadowtail, who was watching him with an intrigued glitter in her eye, "I have been for a while. About how you know Lionheart, I mean. You two seemed close when you first came to the clan, but you were from different clans, right?" Dustfang let out a soft chuckle, sitting up a bit so he could face her better.
"I wouldn't say we were close," he said, "not before I came here, anyway. We knew each other- our old clans used to share a border. I first met Lionheart at a gathering when she'd just gotten her warrior name, and I was just an apprentice. I remember, one of the older apprentices from my clan- Tansyfoot, Tansypaw then- he was saying something rude to Adderbite, who he'd met before, and Lionheart whirled on him and just about took his ears off." Shadowtail snorted, nodding a little. "I know, sounds right, doesn't it? Anyway, we were all very grateful to her for putting Tansyfoot in his place, he deserved it."
"You sound like you didn't like him much," she said, scooting a little bit closer so that they were shoulder to shoulder. Dustfang felt himself heat up a little. "I didn't," he replied, "he was a braggart and an idiot. He had no clue what he was doing but he pranced around like he owned the clan because his mother was deputy." Shadowtail groaned, tipping her head back. "Oh, that's awful. I can't even imagine how I would have dealt with that."
"He was so coddled too," Dustfang said, with a roll of his eyes, "couldn't say a word against him without his mother practically clawing your throat out, which is why we all appreciated Lionheart so much. After that, I got to see Adderbite every once in a while, while Lionheart was in the nursery, and when she came back... well. She was nice, and the pair of them were only too happy to play matchmaker to Tanglestep and I. Lionheart always liked her, I think because they were similar." Shadowtail watched him for a little bit, and he gave her a curious look, before he watched her face slowly stretch into a grin.
"You had a crush on Lionheart, didn't you." Dustfang was sure if he were a two-leg, his whole face would be that ugly red.
"What- no! I didn't!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"You so did!" Dustfang groaned, tucking his head under his paws as Shadowtail laughed. "I mean, I don't blame you, I was definitely a little bit in love with Lionheart when I first came to the clan, but... wow, that's history. I assume you never confessed?" Dustfang shook his head, pouting at her. "Well, that's understandable, but she definitely knew, you know that right?" He sighed, and nodded, sitting up again and wrinkling his nose as she licked his forehead.
"I know," he said, "I'm just not quite sure how you figured it out." Shadowtail chuckled a little, tilting her head with amusement. "I might like to have fun, but I'm not an idiot. Young apprentice, older and infinitely more brazen cat, but still young enough to seem relatable and obtainable? Conqueror of someone you disliked, similar to your first love? It all adds up to this, in my mind: you were young and probably had feelings for Tanglestep already, but you were too young to know how to address them, so you projected them onto Lionheart who was someone you could never feasibly be with for a myriad of reasons, and Lionheart is an appalling judge of budding romance, so you must have been really obvious if she was that desperate to get you off her tail."
Dustfang stared at her in stunned silence, before he burst into shocked laughter, eyeing her with a new respect, and slight bafflement. "I never knew you were that much of a detective," he said, with a grin, "it's really impressive. Remind me to never do anything shady, because I'm sure you'd find me out in an instant." Shadowtail shrugged, flicking her tail as she blinked with false modesty. "Oh, I know." Dustfang laughed, jostling her with his shoulder, and she laughed along with him, the pair of them settling in close in the warm afternoon light. After a long moment of silence, stretching comfortably between them, Dustfang spoke again.
"You know, just when I think I know all of you, you keep finding new ways to amaze me," Shadowtail blinked at him, before ducking her head shyly. Dustfang gave her a gentle, fond smile, tilting his head. "You do know that you're incredible, right? You're smart- smarter than any cat I've ever met- and you radiate sunshine. I... am really lucky to have met you." She chuckled a little, slowly lifting her eyes to meet his. They sat, staring at each other for a long moment, as Shadowtail's tail brushed over his, and then curled in tandem with it.
"Well, now you're just flattering me."

★★★

"That, if you don't mind my saying so," said Ashenstrike, regardless of whether or not anyone minded his saying so, "does not look good at all." The four cats stood in a semi-circle around the smear of blood on the roots of an oak tree. All expressions were grave. All shoulders were tense. Ashenstrike, personally, felt sick to his stomach with particularly unpleasant memories that the blood smear evoked.
"Should we investigate?" Stonepatch asked, casting a wary glance around the older cats. Flintburr shrugged, and he and Ashenstrike made eye contact with each other, and all three of the toms shifted their gazes to Lionheart. The ginger molly was staring at it hard, face pulled tight in a frown as he tail swished behind her in agitation. They stayed silent, not daring to risk invoking her wrath when she was clearly deep in thought.
"No," she said finally, "not you at least. You and Flintburr have families in the camp. We don't know what happened here, but either way someone or something was injured, and that's dangerous. I don't want to put you in the line of fire."
"But you're alright risking my handsome pelt?" Ashenstrike asked, sputtering as Lionhearts fluffy tail caught him in the face. Flintburr frowned. "You have a family too, Lionheart," he said, "not just Roseclaw and Pinefeather, but all of us, too. You are... my sister, if not by blood then by spirit." She gave Flintburr a little smile- tired- and it didn't quite reach her eyes. "That's sweet of you, Flintburr. You and Stonepatch have young families who need you. I won't jeopardize that. I'm deputy of this clan, and it's my job to keep you all safe. And if there's one cat I trust to have my back, it's Ashenstrike."
Bewildered, the tom shared a look with Lionheart, his face softening at the genuine yet solemn expression on her face. He turned his gaze to the other two toms with a determined smile. "We'll be fine. Someone needs to let Badgerstar know what's going on, after all. Besides, we'll have the advantage of stealth on our side with a smaller patrol." Lionheart nodded, tight and firm. She glanced at Flintburr, and then Stonepatch.
"I don't know how long we'll be gone," Lionheart mewed, "but while I am, I want you to fill in for me, Flintburr. Tell Badgerstar he doesn't have a choice, and he needs to keep things running smoothly." The black tom hesitated for a moment, before he nodded, firmly. She turned to Stonepatch. "Stonepatch... be a good father to your kits. Play with them. Treat Fawnrunner like a goddess. When we come back, we want to see your family happy and safe." She stepped forward to touch noses with both of them, and then Ashenstrike stepped in to do the same.
With one last glance over their shoulders, Stonepatch and Flintburr disappeared into the underbrush, leaving Ashenstrike and Lionheart standing by the blood-stained oak all on their own. They were silent for a long while, before Lionheart closed her eyes and exhaled. Ashenstrike tilted his head toward her, appraising her, slowly. "Are you sure about this?" He said, and Lionheart nodded her head.
"Yes, I am. We know too little, I don't want to put anyone in danger. I trust you to be smart, and to watch my back. If it's a predator, we have a heads up, we run like the wind back to camp and warn everyone. If it's an injured cat, we help them. I... know some medicine techniques." Ashenstrike pricked his ears forward in curiosity, tilting his head. "Really, now? How'd you come about those?"
"After the kits," she said, with a deep breath, "I had some... recovery time. I needed to keep busy and distracted, but the leader felt I wasn't ready to go out and be a warrior again, I needed time emotionally. He was right, although I hated him for it at the time. I couldn't be in the nursery, it was too painful, and I didn't feel like hanging around a constant reminder of death in the elder's den, so, I went to the only place I could think of."
"Your medicine cat," Ashenstrike concluded, and Lionheart nodded, with a wry twist of her maw into a smile. "Cranberrytuft was cranky and impatient, but... he was a friend to me. He knew I needed something to keep me busy, and he said it was good revision for his apprentice to teach me the things she was learning."
"Well, I suppose it's a chance for you to teach me, then," he said, "although I hope it doesn't come to that." Lionheart snorted, shrugging a little. "I never expected to- or wanted to- have to use it. I just didn't have anywhere else to go. Not after the kits, when all my siblings were too sympathetic and my mate and I were on the rocks." She shrugged a little, casting an uneasy gaze at the blood smear. Ashenstrike quickly jumped in to distract her.
"How old were you, when you gave birth?" She blinked, startled, before regarding him with curiosity. "Isn't your whole... shtick... not asking me invasive questions about my kits?" When Ashenstrike didn't respond beyond a shrug, she sighed. "I was 16 moons old."
"That's... young," Ashenstrike blinked, "when you said young, I didn't realize you meant young. You must have been mates right out of apprenticeship, huh?" Lionheart snorted, with a sigh. "Before then, actually. Two weeks before our warrior assessments he asked me, and I said yes. And then we were warriors for a short time, and we decided we wanted a family. And everything was... perfect, it was like I was living in a dream. But the thing about dreams is that you have to wake up some time."
"Maybe," Ashenstrike replied, shifting closer, "or maybe dreams are just the starting point for you to understand what you really want. Dreams might end, but if you're dreaming about something it clearly means a lot to you. Whether that's good or bad is for you to decide."
"I suppose Adderbite's dreams were more about alive kits than a dead mate," she said, wryly. "Then he was an idiot," Ashenstrike responded, without missing a beat, "but I'm glad he was- or is- because that means I get a chance to do right where he did wrong. To care more about you, and not what you can give me." She stared at him, incredulous. He stared back, dead serious, determination set behind his brilliant green eyes.
"Are you serious?" She asked, and Ashenstrike nodded. "Yes. You know I've wanted to ask you for a long time."
"I know, I just- now?"
"Well, the inspiration struck," he gave her a half-grin, in the same easy way she'd come to know so well, "I know it's not exactly the same, and the circumstances have the chance to be a little more dire but- well. If this is our last hurrah, I don't want to go out without asking." Lionheart's eyes narrowed, and after a moment, she chuckled a little. "Well, I'll tell you what," she said, "if we make it through whatever this is... I'll consider it."
"Good enough an answer for me," he replied, pressing his forehead against hers, "now let's go find our bloody buddy."

★★★

"Okay, so Lionheart's gone- probably out of the territory- for who knows how long, and she's appointed you interim deputy while she and Ashenstrike have some kind of romantic field trip where they search for something potentially dangerous, is that what I'm hearing?" Flintburr thought about it, and then nodded. Badgerstar nodded too, with a nervous chuckle. "Great. Wonderful. That's truly just- peachy."
"I'm sure it'll be fine," Maplefall said, looking between the two toms as her newborn kits nestled closer to her belly, "Lionheart is fully capable of taking care of herself, and Ashenstrike would burn the whole forest down before he let anything happen to her. She is going to be fine." Badgerstar sighed, his tail curling tighter around her, protectively. Flintburr sat, curling his own tail around his paws. "I know it's not ideal, but she's doing what she has to do. And I'll do my best to fill in for her. I-"
Shouts from outside the den cut him off, and both toms rocketed to their feet with a panicked exchange of glances. Badgerstar was the first one to react, bolting from the nursery with Flintburr hot on his heels to find the clan scattered, but all facing off against a pair of scraggly looking toms. The bigger one- brown and white- had his ears flattened to his head, while the smaller one, a dark tabby, stood tall and relaxed, looking around with a sheepish smile.
"What's going on here?" Flintburr asked, blinking as his daughter stepped out from behind them, shaking out her fur. "I found them on the way back from my assessment," she replied, "they say their names are Grouseclaw and Willowthroat. I thought Badgerstar would like to see them." All eyes fell on their leader, who eyed the two new toms curiously. "And what are you doing here?" He asked, fully expecting the bristly looking tom to answer. Instead, it was Willowthroat, whose voice was lilted and cheery, smooth like silk.
"Our clan disbanded," he mewed, "we're refugees. We didn't mean to encroach on your territory, so I suppose you could call it a happy coincidence. We were just passing through." Badgerstar studied them for a moment, before his eyes roamed around the rest of the cats, and he hummed, with a soft chuckle. "Well, I suppose we wouldn't be GroveClan without our reputation for refugees," he said, with a cheery smile, "I'm Badgerstar."
"Willowthroat," the tabby said, "this is my brother, Grouseclaw. He's not usually this prickly, we've just had a rough few moons."
"Entirely understandable," Badgerstar said, "Burrcall can show you to the fresh kill pile. We'd be happy to offer you rest, if you wish to move on, but GroveClan will never turn away a cat in need of a home. If you wish to stay, permanently, we'd be more than happy to have you in our ranks."
"We'll see," Grouseclaw said, his voice a deep rumble, "we thank you for your hospitality." He bowed his head, and blinked in shock when he looked up to see Burrcall standing just in front of him. The molly was of a rather average height, but with strong shoulders and keen, glittering eyes. Grouseclaw had never seen anything like her before in his life. "This way, then," she said brightly, nodding over her shoulder, "you must have had such a long journey!"
As Burrcall lead them away, the camp seemed to relax, and go back to what they had been doing. Sedgepaw moved forward, toward Badgerstar and her father. "Not a good time for refugees," Flintburr observed, as the she-cat settled next to them. Badgerstar nodded slowly, with a sigh. "No, it's not. With Lionheart gone-"
"Lionheart's gone?" Sedgepaw asked, before she looked around, eyes scanning the camp frantically. Slowly, she turned back to her father, eyes wide with worry. "Where's Ashenstrike?"

★★★

The sun was setting when Badgerstar settled himself at the base of the Leader's Tree and yowled: "all cats gather beneath Highbranch!" Stonepatch exited the nursery, but Fawnrunner and Maplefall stayed inside. Around her father's paws, a little Thunderkit stumbled along, still clumsy, but determinedly curious. Stonepatch picked her up in his maw and carried her forward, before settling her between his paws to make sure she was safe.
"GroveClan is blessed to have another strong apprentice join us as a worthy warrior," he called, as the cats finished assembling, "I, Badgerstar of GroveClan, call upon our warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your code, and I know GroveClan could not ask for a better warrior. Sedgepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect your clan, even if it costs you your life?" The black she-cat hesitated, casting one last glance toward the camp entrance, before she nodded firmly.
"I do."
"Then from this day on, your warrior name will be Sedgefire, for your passionate spirit. GroveClan honours your integrity, your bravery and your tenacity. I am honoured to welcome you as a full warrior of GroveClan." Cheers went up of Sedgefire's new name as she stepped forward so that Badgerstar could place his chin atop her head. She licked his shoulder, and they parted ways, before the clan surged forward to congratulate her. Flintburr nuzzled her right between her ears, with a rumbling purr.
"Sedgefire," he mewed, "I am so proud of you. And your mother would be too, if she were here." Sedgefire beamed at him, laughing as her brother twined around her with a rumbling purr. "Thank you... dad," she said, watching her father's face brighten. She didn't use the word often, but it was starting to feel right. She still felt heavy in her chest. "I wish Ashenstrike were here, though. I owe a lot to him."
"He's proud of you, wherever he is now," Sedgefire jumped, surprised to see Sootface had appeared beside her. "Trust me," he said with a smile, "Ashenstrike is always proud of his apprentices when they receive their names. He'll be more than happy to celebrate with you when he gets back." Sedgefire's face softened, and she gave him a nod. "Thanks." He nodded back, and moved on, as Sedgefire was shoulder-slammed by a black and white shape, whose tail waved excitedly. She spotted Mousepaw in the distance, who gave her a nod and a wink.
"Thanks, Novella," she said with a rumbling purr, touching noses with the littler she-cat, "finally, we'll get to work together again. I can't believe a scrawny runt like you beat me to it." Novella regarded her with incredulity, and glanced over her shoulder toward Mousepaw and then back, several times, to make her point. "Okay," Sedgefire said with a laugh, "so you're not the runtiest little she-cat around. But you're pretty close." Novella rolled her eyes and flicked Sedgefire with her tail, before her ears pricked forward. She shot Sedgefire a parting smile, before she bounded toward Dawnblossom and Dusklight, who welcomed her with purrs and Dusklight launching into some loud story.
Laughter filled the camp as groups began to split off, leaving Sedgefire with her father and brother, the latter of whom was watching Dusklight with pining. "Go," she said, with a laugh, and Halfpond stared at her, bewildered. She nodded toward the group of young warriors, and after a moment of hesitation, Halfpond nodded and bounded toward them, leaving Sedgefire and Flintburr alone. "Ah, young love," she said, "were you and mom ever like that?"
"No," Flintburr replied, "I was much more hopeless." A fond smile crossed his features as Sedgepaw burst into laughter, shoulders shaking with mirth. "You've come so far," he said, out of the blue, "I'm really glad you decided to stay. I... I thought I'd missed my chance to be in your life. But this? You have no idea how happy this has made an old cat."
"Don't get too sentimental," she teased, touching her nose to his cheek, "and besides, you're not that old... yet."

𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪,
Badgerstar's paws ached by the time he reached the Moonpool. Carefully, he navigated his way down the narrow path to the pool of calm water, lapping against the stone of the cavern idly. He stared at it, for a moment, taking a deep breath. It had been a while since he had chosen to come to the Moonpool, but he was a father now. He had kits, and the things that Dovestar had said in his dream when he had lost his last life had been troubling.
Carefully, he settled himself at the edge of the pool, glancing up toward the hole in the roof where the moon shone down. "Hi, Dovestar," he mewed, "sorry it's been a while. I've been scared, and I have so many questions, and nothing has been easier with Lionheart and Ashenstrike gone for the whole moon. I came to request a warrior from you, since we have so many kits. We're going to need bigger, stronger ranks. And I have some questions too, about myself, and where I come from." And with that, he touched his nose to the pool and fell into a deep sleep.
Dovestar stood in front of him, her face creased in worry. "Badgerstar," she mewed, "I'm so sorry." The black and white tom shrugged, glancing around the starry field. "It's okay, I'm not angry," he mewed, "I'm just confused. Who was that she-cat? And what did she mean? Who am I, Dovestar? You have to know." The she-cat ducked her head, as if she were ashamed, a gesture that surprised Badgerstar.
"I do," she mewed, "and I'm sorry I kept it from you. I thought it would cause you less pain." She turned, and Badgerstar looked after her, where a tall and slender tom cat was making his way through the grass. Badgerstar's eyes widened. He was a handsome, long-haired ginger tom with white feet, and a patch of white on his chest. His eyes glittered with the stars, and when Badgerstar met his gaze, he understood who he was, implicitly.
"Dad," he mewed, stunned, and the tom chuckled. "My name is Rowanheart," he said, "and yes, I am your father. The she-cat you saw when you died was your mother, Shadewhisper. Dovestar's great-great-great granddaughter." Badgerstar's wide eyes turned to Dovestar who nodded, ducking her head in shame. He turned his attention back to his father. "Shadewhisper was headstrong, and when we were young I loved her for it. She meant the world to me, but as we got older, she became... obsessed with power, with being strong. We had kits- you, and your siblings- and she decided you weren't strong enough."
"She said she should have killed me when she had the chance," Badgerstar said, feeling stunned, "or something to that effect." Rowanheart nodded, and Badgerstar's heart broke at the sorrow in his eyes. "She killed before you, my daughter- your sister. I managed to save two of you, but the rest... they didn't make it. Just you and Miragekit, wherever she is now."
"That's why she called me Blazekit," he said, blinking slowly, "because I'm your son, Blazekit. That's who I am." He looked between the two StarClan cats, confused to see Rowanheart shaking his head, with a rumbling chuckle that seemed to shake the very plane that Badgerstar walked on. "No, my son," he said, "you are my son, but you are not Blazekit. You were Blazekit, and then you were Nemo, and now you are Badgerstar of GroveClan, leader of free and just cats, humble and kind. You are more than your heritage, my boy, and you shouldn't forget that."
"I... thank you," Badgerstar stepped forward, and then hesitantly touched noses with the ginger tom and then, purring, burrowed close to him, nuzzling his head up under his chin. They stayed like that for a moment, before Badgerstar pulled away, glancing between Dovestar and Rowanheart. "I still don't understand, though. How did Shadewhisper get to me?" Rowanheart and Dovestar exchanged uneasy looks, before the she-cat spoke.
"We don't know," she said, "but you should keep your wits about you, Badgerstar of GroveClan. Wherever Shadewhisper goes, trouble is soon to follow."

★★★

The camp was quiet, with Lionheart and Ashenstrike gone. Usually, there were cats coming and going on patrols, but now it was just Flintburr, Woodpaw, the two queens and their kits. Flintburr sat in the middle of the camp, tail swishing idly behind him as the new Greenleaf sun beat down upon his back. The heat made him lethargic, unwilling to move, but he had promised Lionheart he would keep things running, even if he was sure by now that whatever that blood smear was had taken both cats out of the clan's territory.
The leaves of the willow tree at the entrance rustled, and Flintburr was on his feet, ears pricked forward, when a tiny kit came bounding through, a mother's worried cry following it. The leaves parted, and a grey she-cat came scurrying through, another black and white kit at her heels. She snatched the little molly by the scruff of her neck, staring with wide-eyes at Flintburr. He stared back, bewildered, and a little disappointed.
"Is that Lionheart? Welcome back! I-" Maplefall skidded to a halt next to Flintburr, and the tom could feel the presence of Fawnrunner behind him, hovering anxiously near the mouth of the nursery. The older queen glanced between the two of them, her ears flattening. "I'm sorry," she mewed, "I didn't mean to intrude, we're just passing through. I swear, we'll be on our wa-"
"That's not necessary," Maplefall said gently, her eyes asking Flintburr if she should take the lead. He nodded, taking a step back as the little calico molly stepped forward. "GroveClan offers a home to all travelers, and we certainly wouldn't turn away such adorable kits. Hello." She crouched, smiling at the shy little tom cat. "Hi," he mewed, ducking behind his mother's leg. She smiled at the grey she-cat. "I'm Maplefall, and this is Flintburr. He's acting deputy for this clan and-"
"I'm sorry, did you say Flintburr?" Maplefall looked confused at the interruption, but she nodded. The strange molly put her kit down, taking a step closer to the black tom. "You are... every bit as handsome as Silvermoon said you were. My name is Featherpelt, we were in LilyClan together, but we got separated when the clan disbanded. We were friends, I-" she let out a nervous chuckle, "I can't believe StarClan lead me here."
"You... you knew my mate," he said, bewildered, "is she okay? Is she alive, do you know?"
"Yes," Featherpelt nodded, vehemently, "We heard, when we were travelling, that she'd settled again, with her kits. She- she took a mate again, after you. She thought that you were dead." Flintburr shook his head, dismissing the careful tone Featherpelt was taking. "No, no, I- I don't blame her, don't worry. But I am alive. And so are our kits. They're here- Halfpond and Sedgefire, they just got their warrior names." Featherpelt's face softened, and she stepped closer. "She would be so proud."
Their eyes met, and Flintburr looked between her and the kits. "Stay," he said, "please. We can offer you a safe home for your kits." Featherpelt nodded, glancing shyly at Maplefall. "I'd be honoured to stay. Do you mind showing me where the nursery is? Avocetkit and Ternkit will be tired after our journey." Maplefall nodded, turning and heading back toward the nursery, chatting away to the grey she-cat amiably as Woodpaw emerged from the apprentice's den, fur matted with twigs.
"What'd I miss?"

★★★

"Thanks for coming with us today, Stonepatch," Mousepaw mewed, the little she-cat scurrying double time to keep up with the two taller cats. Goldleaf looked amused by this; although her apprentice was a full year old and more, she hadn't grown all too big, still short and slim in a way that made her seem even smaller. At least she had come into her own a lot more, curious, bright and incredibly smart. Goldleaf was proud.
"Yes, thank you," she said, and the patched tom shrugged. "It's not an issue. I wasn't assigned to a patrol, so I might as well be out herb-hunting. Besides, I was wondering if you could give me an update on my kits." The curled-eared molly chuckled a little, ears flicking a bit as she nodded. "Well, yes, I suppose I can. They're doing just fine, Stonepatch. All of them are healthy, and they'll be doing much better now that they have Maplefall and Badgerstar's kits to play with, it'll help them learn the foundations of the training they'll receive once they reach six moons."
"And they're cute," Mousepaw piped up, which made Goldleaf laugh again. "I was wondering though, Stonepatch. I don't want Mousepaw to be entirely useless if the clan gets into trouble. I think she should have some kind of battle training. I can teach her the basics, but I am by no means an expert."
"You were hoping I could help," Stonepatch stated, and Goldleaf nodded, "I'd be happy to. I've never had an apprentice before, so I think it could be good for me if I could help train Mousepaw." The little she-cat glanced between the two of them, blinking when she saw Goldleaf staring at her. "I like Stonepatch," she said, "he's patient. He'll be a good fit, don't worry." She turned to him then, with a bright smile. "I look forward to training with you."

★★★

Hawkthorn glanced over his shoulder at his patrol, one thought running around his mind: they were all so young. Behind him, Boulderflame and Flowershine were chatting calmly, deep in conversation, and behind them, Dawnblossom and Dusklight were flanking Halfpond, also talking about something, but loudly enough that he could catch snippets of their conversation, which sounded like another argument about what type of animal would win in a hypothetical battle.
It was, in fact, an argument about whether Lionheart would win in a fight against a wolf, which was the worst possible predator they could think of their missing deputy encountering. "My bet would still be on Lionheart," Dusklight insisted, "she's smart and she's brave, she would know how to beat a wolf, and if she couldn't, then she would find a way for the wolf to beat itself." Dawnblossom gazed at her brother quizzically.
"You know that doesn't even make sense, right?" She mewed, and Dusklight huffed. "Yes it does. She taught me that sometimes you come up against enemies who are just too strong for you, and if you do, then you have to figure out their strengths and use it against them. Sometimes you can win a fight by not even laying a paw on them if you're smart enough about it, like when she and Roseclaw were running from the dogs and she told me that she kept running them into rocks and things because she knew her reflexes were faster."
"Lionheart is very smart," Halfpond said, "and she knows how to take care of herself. She and Ashenstrike are fine, I'm sure." Dawnblossom sighed, and nodded a little, nose twitching a bit. "I just... I worry, you know? I don't want anything bad to happen to either of them." The group fell into a solemn silence as they thought about that. Up ahead, Flowershine and Boulderflame's conversation was a little more cheery.
"They're so cute," she enthused, and Boulderflame nodded. "I don't remember ever being that small but wow... kits really are tiny? It's nice to have so many of them around, though. I'm hoping that maybe when they become apprentices, I'll be able to mentor one. That'd be cool, right? You had an apprentice."
"I did! Novella was lovely, and for the most part they're pretty easy to work with. And I think you'd make a good mentor. You're kind, you're fun and you're patient. I'm sure kits would react really well to you." Boulderflame chuckled, ducking his head bashfully at the praise. "Well.. thank you. I'm glad that you think that." Flowershine nodded, pressing close to him. "I really do. I mean, it's so nice of you to help your dad and Shadowtail. They're so cute together."
"They really are, and I'm sure that they're almost at the point where they're going to be mates. I'm foreseeing little half-siblings in a few moons." Flowershine laughed, a petite and tinkling laugh that made Boulderflame's chest warm. "And is Dustfang expecting grandkits any time soon?" She asked, eyes innocent and wide. Boulderflame choked on air, sputtering in the least gracious way he could possibly managed. When he finally managed to recover his wits, he managed to strangle out: "What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing," Flowershine said, breezily. With one last appraising look, she bounded forward to talk to Hawkthorn, leaving Boulderflame to scrape his jaw off the ground.

★★★

The long grasses of the fields waved around the patrol as the cats weaved through them. Squirrelpaw had quickly become more interested in quizzing Longriver and Harrierstreak on how they knew they were in love, and Novella had disappeared some time ago to hunt along the border. No one had elected to say anything, knowing that they shared a border with what likely was Novella's old clan, and perhaps she was searching for familiarity.
That left Dustfang trailing behind Shadowtail, who was moving back toward the edge of the woods, where she knew prey was more abundant. Dustfang's ear swiveled backwards, listening for the fading voices of the other toms on the patrol. When he couldn't hear them anymore, he bounded forward to catch up to the molly. "Shadowtail, can we talk?" He asked, making her stop in her tracks. Dustfang cleared his throat, shifting from foot to foot.
"What's up?" She asked gently, tiling her head quizzically. "Look... Flintburr has been working us pretty hard with Lionheart gone, so I don't know when I'll next get the chance to talk to you alone, and I don't want to wait. Shadowtail, I love you. I'm a fool for not realizing it sooner, I really am, and I can't believe it took my meddling children to wake me up. But you... you're the smartest molly I know, you're so entirely capable and resilient and yet you're so positive and upbeat all the time. You make me feel warm, like I'm in the sun all the time and I... I want to be your mate. If you'll have me."
"Dustfang..." Shadowtail's eyes brimmed with happy tears as she surged forward, pushing up against him and nestling her head under his chin, against his throat, where he could hear her rapid purring. "I love you too. Nothing would make me happier." He let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding, rubbing his jaw over the top of her head. "I promise I'll be good to you Shadowtail, I promise I'll make you the happiest molly in the world." She laughed a little, pulling away to look at him with fond eyes.
"Oh, Dustfang," she mewed gently, "you already do."

[ the clan consumes a bird and two fish
lionheart & ashenstrike investigate the blood smear together
badgerstar requests a warrior from starclan
roseclaw, sedgefire, grouseclaw and pinefeather patrol the north & east borders
sootface, burrcall, and willowthroat patrol the south & west borders
hawkthorn, boulderflame, flowershine, dusklight, halfpond and dawnblossom hunt in the forest
shadowtail, dustfang, squirrelpaw, harrierstreak, longriver and novella hunt in the fields
goldleaf & mousepaw search for herbs, escorted by stonepatch
acornstream teaches adderpaw the battle skill
shadowtail & dustfang become mates! ]

affiliate clans wrote:ally clans;
echoclan | Katrione
hopeclan | adiebaby11

enemy clans;
none yet!

borders;
north | echoclan | Katrione
east | kingdom of shattered bones | vivere!
south | open | dm me!
west | highgarden | eagle,

inventory wrote:medicine store;
catmint [4] | greencough
chervil [4] | wounds/aches
marigold [0] | wounds
tansy [2] | coughs
goldenrod [1] | wounds
catchweed [1] | poultices
poppy seeds [3] | pain
cobwebs [1] | bleeding
fennel [4] | pain
raspberry leaves [1] | kitting
ragwort leaves [2] | strength
alder bark [1] | toothache
beech leaves [1] | use ???
chickweed [4] | coughs
parsley [1] | bellyache
rosemary [1] | burial
willow bark [1] | pain
bindweed [1] | binds sticks
blackberry leaves [1] | bee stings
borage leaves [1] | milk

fresh-kill pile;
mouse | x4| 1 servings [4]
vole | x5 | 1 servings [5]
rabbit | x5 | 2 servings [10]
bird | x5 | 3 servings [15]
fish | x7 | 2 servings [14]
squirrel | x4 | 2 servings [8]
capacity: 56 servings (8 posts)

relationships wrote:mentors;
dustfang | squirrelpaw [4]
↪ hunting, climbing, battle, stalking
badgerstar | woodpaw [4]
↪ hunting, climbing, battle, stalking
acornstream | adderpaw [3]
↪ stalking, hunting, battle, skill

deceased cats;
none yet!

family/mates;
flintburr ♡ bluestripe
↪ halfpond & sedgefire
tawnycloud ♥ shrikecry
↪ shadowtail & hawkthorn
dustfang ♡ tanglestep
↪ boulderflame & burrcall
hawkthorn ♥ acornstream
↪ squirrelpaw & woodpaw
ripplebound ♡ junipernose
↪ dawnblossom & dusklight
adopted by fawnrunner (m. aunt)
eagleleap ♡ dewfeather
↪ harrierstreak & mousepaw
badgerstar ♥ maplefall
↪ juniperkit, midnightkit & twilightkit
cherryflower ♡ frostjaw
↪ roseclaw, russetwing, lionheart,
gingerstrike & dawnleap
roseclaw ♥ pinefeather
stonepatch ♥ fawnrunner
↪ elkkit, thunderkit,
mistkit & deerkit
longriver ♥ harrierstreak
featherpelt ♡ seneca
↪ avocetkit & ternkit
pigeoncall ♡ reedwhisper
↪ grouseclaw & willowthroat

My gallery · by **frankie (dup)** » Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:42 pm

Number of Cats: Total: 25 Female: 10 Male: 10 Genderfluid: 02 Agender: 02
Servings: 17/5 needed
Next Moonpool Visit: whenever!
Mod: clarke kom skaikru
Font Credit: Tahu!
Archive: ✨

Sheeppelt crouched awkwardly in front of the river. The rest of her patrol had suggested that they head down to the river to fish, and although Sheeppelt went along, she was far too embarrassed to admit that she'd never caught a fish in all her moons. She gulped and glanced down into the water. It moved slowly, although she couldn't help but worry that she'd fall in and be pulled... somewhere. No cat had ever walked the entire length of the river, who knew how long it went on for?

"Hey... uh... you're Sheeppelt, right?"

Sheeppelt was startled by the other cat, and turned to face them.

"Y-yeah, that's me! You're Ashnose, right?"

Ashnose nodded excitedly, her silver-grey head bobbing up and down like a branch in the water.
"Yuh-huh! I was wondering - what's a sheep?"
"Oh, uh, sheep? They're these big animals that lived near me when I was a loner. They had a lot of fluff and stuff, to keep them warm, I think? They made strange noises, but they left me alone for the most part."

Ashnose's eyes lit up.
"That's so cool! I hope I see one some day!"

Sheeppelt nodded, smiling softly as she and rest of her patromates got up and carried the large fish they'd just caught back to the camp.

Maybe she'd fit in.

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Pearfoot squinted into the distance, wondering if he was seeing things right.
Is that a cat?

He padded forward a few steps to see a white kit with a few tiny black splotches padding through their territory, looking left and right frantically as though the were lost.

Before he could open his mouth to call out o the little kit, and another black and white cat - this time with more black - lept forwards, snatching up the little kit's scruff in their teeth and bounding across the territory as the kit let out a surprised squeal.

Pearfoot prepped to throw himself at the other cat, but they stopped at e edge of RainClan territory and dropped the little kit to the ground, who stumbled awkwardly out of the way.

"I'm very sorry for our entrance," the cat panted. "I'm Magpie, and this my daughter, Laurel."

The little kit stumbled forwards and mewled in greeting. Magpie cleared his throat.
"We'd like to join you lot, if that's alright?"

Pearfoot made eye contact with the rest of his patrol, and upon verifying that Larel was indeed Magpie's daughter, they brought the pair in as Magpiepelt and Laurelpaw.

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Palepaw swiped his paw in front of his face, trying to get off whatever the sticky, sticky thing was that was stuck there.
"Briarleaf! Something is stuck on my face, 'n I can't see it."

His mentor poked her head out from behind a tree, comfrey clutched n her kouth.

She dropped it to the forest floor, chuckled, and padded up to Palepaw, swiping the item off his face.
"That's just a cobweb, don't you worry!"

Palepaw chuckled, smiling even as embarrassment heated his face. Briarleaf turned back around and grabbed the comfrey, and still laughing, the two headed back to camp.

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Copperpaw's heart slammed against her chest as she slipped out of the river, her tortoiseshell pelt darkened even further.

She shook out her pelt, turning the deep brown earth black with water as she made her way over to Dunnockpelt.
"So.. uh... how'd I do?"

Her mentor beamed.
"You did wonderfully! I'm sure you'll do wonderfully in your assessment."

They bumped their head against Copperpaw's, and despite her mentor's assurance, she couldn't help but worry.
"But... but what if I don't?"
"Then you'll do it again later. There's nothing wrong with failure, it's just an opportunity for learning!"

Copperpaw smiled and the tension in her back relaxed.
"Thank... thank you."

They made their way back to camp, and Copperpaw felt just a little less anxious.

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Daisypaw yelped in surprise as his sister crashed into him, sending him skidding to the ground. He hissed, shaking out his pelt of the dirt and dodging Cloudpaw's next swipe.

He gasped, stumbling away as rage pumped through his body.

It was silly, he knew that, to be upset at Cloudpaw's natural skill and his apparent lack. But still, all he wanted to do was be good at something, but no, he was just average.

With a growl, he leapt forward, claws unsheathed and knocked his sister to the ground. Upon hearing her shocked yowl, his eyes widened and he leapt back, stumbling to lay still, shocked at what he'd just done.

"I - I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

Guilt ate at his heart as he and his still shaken sister and their mentors headed back to camp.

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Palepaw 's head swam with confusion as Briarleaf listed off so many herbs that cured sickness. His amber eyes became unfocused, and Briarleaf had to snap him back several times.

"I'm sorry," he spluttered. "It's just sooooo many herbs! I don'y know how I'm gonna learn all of them."

Briarleaf smiled softly and shook her head.
"Hey, I thought the same thing back when I was an apprentice in my first clan! You'll get it, don't worry."

Palepaw sihed, not quite believing his mentor - although deep down he knew she was right. It was just so.... daunting.

Still, he yawned and tried to focus.

Being a medicine cat apprentice was fun, for sure, but StarClan above was it hard.

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Linnetwhisker's breath tumbled shakily out of their chest.

"Is everything alright, love?" Thier mate's voice was laced with concern and Linnetwhisker hissed out another breath.

"I... I think the kits are coming."

Applecloud darted outside with a scream of terror.

[Fresh-Kill: x1 big fish is added to the fresh kill pile!]
[New Cats: Magpiepelt and Laurelpaw are added to the clan! Laurelpaw is apprenticed to Smokeface]
[Medicine: x1 comfrey and x1 cobweb are added to the medicine store]
[Skill: Swimming is added to Copperpaw's skill list!]
[Skill: Fighting is added to Cloudpaw and Daisypaw's skill lists]
[Skill: Sickness Healing (Basic) is added to Palepaw's skill list]
[Food: The clan consumes x5 servings. -1 big fish and -1 small fish]
[Hunting: Cloudpaw, Daisypaw, Copperpaw, Lavendercloud, Pearfoot, and Laurelpaw go hunting]
[Patrol: Smokeface, Sheeppelt, Dusttail, Wasppelt, Firefoot, and Magpiepelt patrol]
[Herbs: Briarleaf and Palepaw go looking for herbs]
[Training: Cloudpaw and Daisypaw train for Climbing]
[Training: Palepaw trains in poisons]
[Training: Laurelpaw trains in hunting]
[Assesment: Copperpaw begins her assesment! Should she pass, she will be named Coppercloud]
[Kitting: Linnetwhisker is kitting! Briarleaf and Palepaw take x1 coltsfoot out of their herb stores in case they need it]
[OOC: Can Daisypaw fail Climbing, please?]
[OOC: Linnetwhisker and Applecloud can have black cats and tortoiseshells! Thir kits have a 75% chance of being mackerel tabbies and a 25% chance of being solid]

My gallery · by **NightWolf950** » Sat Nov 03, 2018 3:12 pm

Archive: HazeClan Archive
Number of Cats: 81 (40 males | 41 females)
Speak to the Dark Forest: November 9th
Servings Needed: 13

Hazeclan consumes x4 birds and x1 mouse

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HUGE WIP <3
Will post in the Discord sever when this is updated. <3

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{Hazestar requests an elder
Hazetsar makes Sheepkit an apprentice
Timperpaw and Slatepaw are ready to become warriors (Timberfall and Slatestone)
Turtledove and Falconflight from QuickClan try for kits (Turtledove is being a surrogate for Flaconflight and his mate Cyansplash)
Brackengaze and her two kits Pricklekit and Yewkit from CliffClan join HazeClan (adopted kitties)
Murkyeyes of LambClan is taken into HazeClan (adopted kitty)

Medic Info: x1 cobweb used on Hazestar
Kitting Info: Fernclover and Snowcreek go into labor
Swivelspear is due next moon
Deaths: n/a

Gathering herbs: Stormcloud, Ashfang, and Twigstrom
Hunting: Hazestar, Morningflower, Inkfire, Birdwing, Wrenfeather, and Batwing
Hunting: Cherryshine, Badgerstrike, Darkflower, Jayfur, Windsong, and Buzzardflight
Hunting: Cobweb, Reedfeather, Marshpool, Marigoldthistle, Acornfall, and Ryewhisker
Patrolling: Owlstorm, Emberspark, Rainsong, Adderstrike, Nightshadow, and Cloverpool
Patrolling: Tigerleap, Bearclaw, Dawnshine, Goldenlily, Coppershine, and Raveneyes
Patrolling: Aspencreek, Tumblecloud, Duskbreeze, Oceansplash, Shadowripple, and Mossystone
Training: Smokepetal/Starlingpaw (Offense) | Littleflame/Softpaw (Defense) | Quailtuft/Pantherpaw (Stalking) | Oakfang/Tansypaw (Hunting) | Dappledwillow/Willowpaw (Offense) | Barkheart/Wolfpaw (Stalking) | Sootpelt/Whisppaw (Defense) | Hayfur/Maplepaw (Hunting) | Haunt/Nettlepaw (Stalking) | Meadowhawk/Sheeppaw (Defense)

Mod Note: If it's not to much to ask could cats not be rolled to die. I'v been working on future HazeClan arcs and have planed deaths for just about the majority of my cats. Nothing against you or anything. Just for future story-lines. Thanks for reading! =) }

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mice | x4 | 1 serving
Shrew | x6 | 1 serving
Rabbit | x5 | 2 servings
Squirrel | x6 | 2 servings
Stoat | x5 | 2 servings
All Birds | x1 | 3 servings

Medicine Store
Alder Bark | eases toothaches - 2
Bindweed | helps keep broken bones in place - 0
Blackberry leaves | eases the swelling of bee stings - 0
Borage leaves | produces more and better milk, brings fevers down - 1
Bright-eye | mixed with lovage it can help cure coughs - 1
Broom | used to make poultices for broken legs and wounds - 1
Burdock root | helps with infected rat bites - 0
Burnet | keeps a cat's strength up - 1
Catchweed | stops poultices from being rubbed off without hurting the skin - 1
Catmint | a treatment herb for Greencough/Whitecough - 3
Celandine | soothes damaged eyes - 0
Chamomile | strengthens the heart/soothes the mind, helps with strength - 0
Chervil | treats greencough, though catmint is often preferred - 1
Chickweed | treats greencough - 0
Cobwebs | stops bleeding - 2
Coltsfoot | eases breathing/kitten-cough, as well as cracked/sore pads - 1
Comfrey root | repairs broken bones/soothes wounds, helps burns - 0
Daisy leaf | eases aching joints - 0
Dandelion | sooth bee stings, also acts as a pain killer - 0
Deathberries | x - 2
Dock | soothes scratches/sore pads/wounds - 1
Dried oak leaves | used to stop infections - 2
Elder leaves | soothes sprains - 0
Fennel | helps hip pain - 0
Feverfew | reduces temp. for cats with fever/chills, heals aches/pains, helps headaches - 3
Foxglove seeds | x - 1
Goatweed | eases anxiety and grief - 2
Goldenrod | helps healing wounds - 0
Hawkweed | like catmint - 1
Heather Nectar | makes swallowing easier - 0
Honey | soothes infections/sore throats/coughs - 1
Horsetail | used to treat infections and stop bleeding - 0
Juniper berries| soothes bellyaches, calms cats, gives strength, helps with breathing - 3
Lamb's ear | gives strength - 0
Lavender | cures fevers and chills - 1
Lovage | mixed with bright-eye, it can help cure coughs - 1
Lungwort | cures yellow-cough - 1
Mallow Leaves | soothes bellyaches - 1
Marigold | stops infection/bleeding, helps inflammation of stiff joints - 1
Mint | hides scent of death - 1
Mouse bile | helps get ticks off - 1
Dried oak leaf | stops infection from setting in - 0
Parsley | stops a queen from producing milk if her kits die, cures bellyaches - 1
Poppyseeds | helps with sleep, ease pain, helps sooth shock/distress - 0
Ragwort leaves | treats aching joints, keeps strength up - 0
Ragwort | gives extra strength and energy - 0
Raspberry leaves | eases pain, stops bleeding - 0
Rosemary | hides scent of death - 1
Rush | helps hold broken limbs in place - 0
Stick | x - 2
Stinging nettle | induces vomiting, brings down swelling - 2
Sweet-sedge | eases infection - 1
Tansy | cures coughs/wounds/poisons, soothes throats, helps prevent greencough - 0
Tormentil | root helps treat wounds and extract poison - 1
Thyme | calms nervousness/anxiety and cats in shock - 2
Watermint | eases the suffering that originates from a bellyache - 2
Water hemlock | x - 1
Wild garlic | prevents infection - 0
Willow Bark | eases pain - 1
Willow leaves | stops vomiting - 0
Wintergreen | treats wounds and some poisons - 2
Yarrow | extracts poisons, helps cat vomit up toxins - 1

My gallery · by **NightWolf950** » Sat Nov 03, 2018 3:23 pm

Archive: OakClan
Number of Cats: 3 (3 males | 1 females)
Speak to StarClan: November 9th
Servings Needed: 2

OakClan has x fasting days
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x

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{Badgerstar requests a cat
Leopardshadow joins OakClan (my brithday kitty)

Medic Info: x
Kitting Info: x
Deaths: n/a

Gathering herbs: Flashfire
Hunting: Leoaprdshadow and Magpiesong
Patrolling: Badgerstar
Training: x

Mod Note: If it's not to much to ask could cats not be rolled to die. I'v been working on future OakClan arcs and have planed deaths for just about the majority of my cats. Nothing against you or anything. Just for future story-lines. Thanks for reading! =) }

Skills Needed wrote:**Apprentice Skills Needed **
Understanding Clan Code | Advanced Clan Code Understanding
Hunting | Advanced Hunting
Stealth | Advanced Stealth
Offense | Advanced Offense
Defense | Advanced Defense
Climbing | Advanced Climbing

**Med. Cat Apprentice Skills Needed**
Herb recognition | Advanced Herb recognition
Healing | Advanced Healing
Herb Storage | Advanced Herb storing
Understanding signs/omens | Advance sign/omen understanding

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Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mice | x0 | 1 serving
Shrews | x0 | 1 serving
Rabbits | x2 | 2 serving
Hares | x0 | 3 serving
Squirrels | x0 | 2 serving
Birds | x0 | 3 serving

Medicine Store
Alder Bark | eases toothaches - 0
Bindweed | helps keep broken bones in place - 0
Blackberry leaves | eases the swelling of bee stings - 0
Borage leaves | produces more and better milk, brings fevers down - 0
Bright-eye | mixed with lovage it can help cure coughs - 0
Broom | used to make poultices for broken legs and wounds - 0
Burdock root | helps with infected rat bites - 0
Burnet | keeps a cat's strength up - 1
Catchweed | stops poultices from being rubbed off without hurting the skin - 0
Catmint | a treatment herb for Greencough/Whitecough - 1
Celandine | soothes damaged eyes - 0
Chamomile | strengthens the heart/soothes the mind, helps with strength - 0
Chervil | treats greencough, though catmint is often preferred - 0
Chickweed | treats greencough - 0
Cobwebs | stops bleeding - 1
Coltsfoot | eases breathing/kitten-cough, as well as cracked/sore pads - 0
Comfrey root | repairs broken bones/soothes wounds, helps burns - 0
Daisy leaf | eases aching joints - 0
Dandelion | sooth bee stings, also acts as a pain killer - 0
Deathberries | x - 0
Dock | soothes scratches/sore pads/wounds - 0
Dried oak leaves | used to stop infections - 0
Elder leaves | soothes sprains - 0
Fennel | helps hip pain - 0
Feverfew | reduces temp. for cats with fever/chills, heals aches/pains, helps headaches - 0
Foxglove seeds | x - 0
Goatweed | eases anxiety and grief - 0
Goldenrod | helps healing wounds - 0
Hawkweed | like catmint - 0
Heather Nectar | makes swallowing easier - 0
Honey | soothes infections/sore throats/coughs - 0
Horsetail | used to treat infections and stop bleeding - 0
Juniper berries| soothes bellyaches, calms cats, gives strength, helps with breathing - 0
Lamb's ear | gives strength - 1
Lavender | cures fevers and chills - 0
Lovage | mixed with bright-eye, it can help cure coughs - 0
Lungwort | cures yellow-cough - 0
Mallow Leaves | soothes bellyaches - 0
Marigold | stops infection/bleeding, helps inflammation of stiff joints - 1
Mint | hides scent of death - 0
Mouse bile | helps get ticks off - 0
Dried oak leaf | stops infection from setting in - 0
Parsley | stops a queen from producing milk if her kits die, cures bellyaches - 0
Poppyseeds | helps with sleep, ease pain, helps sooth shock/distress - 1
Ragwort leaves | treats aching joints, keeps strength up - 0
Ragwort | gives extra strength and energy - 0
Raspberry leaves | eases pain, stops bleeding - 0
Rosemary | hides scent of death - 0
Rush | helps hold broken limbs in place - 0
Stick | x - 0
Stinging nettle | induces vomiting, brings down swelling - 0
Sweet-sedge | eases infection - 0
Tansy | cures coughs/wounds/poisons, soothes throats, helps prevent greencough - 0
Tormentil | root helps treat wounds and extract poison - 0
Thyme | calms nervousness/anxiety and cats in shock - 0
Watermint | eases the suffering that originates from a bellyache - 1
Water hemlock | x - 0
Wild garlic | prevents infection - 0
Willow Bark | eases pain - 0
Willow leaves | stops vomiting - 0
Wintergreen | treats wounds and some poisons - 1
Yarrow | extracts poisons, helps cat vomit up toxins - 0

My gallery · by **inky.** » Sat Nov 03, 2018 4:14 pm

B E A R C L A N
Number of Cats: 48 (7 kits)
Number of Servings: 8
Next Ruins Visit: Now
Next Birth: Rosemist (1)
Mod Notes: N/A
Cats to Find: N/A

Archive

The six new apprentices bounced up and down with excitement. Hawkpaw's brown fur was spiked up in joy. She was finnaly an apprentice! Thunderpaw was looking down at her with the same bright expression. He butted her shoulder with his head and toppled his sister over. "Aren't you excited?! You got Batfur as a mentor!" He boomed. He was big and bulky for his age and his voice was deeper than it should have been. Hawkpaw giggled and pushed her brothers face away from hers, rising to her paws. "You get Stormfang! I heard he and our mother were great friends growing up! He used to visit Adderbreeze in the nursery before we were born." She purred. Thunderpaw puffed up his chest. "I'm going to be the best warrior BearClan has ever seen!" He boasted, placing a paw on Hawkpaw's head. She shook it off indignantly. "I don't think so!" She growled playfully, tackling her brother to the ground "See, I just took the 'best warrior' off of his feet. That proves I'm the best!" She purred. Thunderpaw was about to say argue when Stormfang called him. "Come on! It's time to show you around the territory. Hawkpaw, Batfur will take you out soon, he just has to go on a hunting patrol first." Hawkpaw's smile faltered for a split second. She didn't want to part from her brother. But her smile returned and she let him up, sitting back. He got up and nuzzled her head before bounding off to his mentor. Hawkpaw let out a sigh and curled her brown tail around her paws. She looked down and blinked. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of grey paws standing in front of her. The she-cat looked up to see Ashpaw looking at her with his iconic friendly green gaze. “Hey there Hawkpaw!” He greeted cheerfully. Hawkpaw smiled sheepishly. “H-hey there Ashpaw. What’s up?” She meowed quietly. Ashpaw shrugged and sat beside her, his fur brushing hers. “Just waiting for my mentor to get back from his patrol. You?” He sighed. Hawkpaw’s ears flicked up. “Me too! Batfur has to hunt, but when he gets back, he’s going to show me around the territory! But StarClan knows when he’ll return.” She groaned. Ashpaw chuckled at her. “Why don’t we get your best set up while you wait? There’s an empty spot next to me if you want.” He offered, rising to his paws “If you want to be next to Thunderpaw, his nest is next to mine too. Not that I’m forcing you to be next to me of course-“ Hawkpaw cut him off with a smile. “It sounds great. Let’s go.” She purred, walking with her new friend over to the crack in the cliffface that acted as her new den.

Cindertail watched as his son and Hawkpaw disappeared into the apprentice den. Smiling, he wrapped his tail around his paws. He had just returned from the patrol. His leg was aching and Minkblossom ordered him to stay in camp for the rest of the day. Rabbitspark nuzzled his neck. “Are you sure you’re okay?” She asked, worry clouding her gaze “Do you need anything? A drink? Something to eat? A nap?” Cindertail chuckle sand licked her forehead. “I’m fine darling.” He purred, earning a sigh from his mate. “Alright.” She meowed hesitantly “But if you need something. Anything at all. You call me.” Cindertail smiled and pulled her into a hug. “I love you.” He murmured into her ear “I always will. Don’t forget that, okay?” He felt Rabbitspark nod and mutter something, which Cindertail took as her saying she loved him also. He sighed and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as his mate’s sweet scent flowers around him and enjoying the warmth of the sun on his back.

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Vipersun had come to know the night-covered camp like the back of his paw. It was time for one of their last meetings. The plan was coming together. The big events were all planned out, now they just had to work out the kinks. He dipped out of the camp enterance and followed Otterfur’s scent to the usual meeting spot. He scampered up the looming oak tree and settled on a thick branch and looked out in front of him. There sat his group, each on their own branch. Lionclaw, Otterfur, Grassheart, Deerleap, and someone new. “Ravencloud?” Vipersun muttered in surprise. Deerflight spoke next. “She came to me last night. She knows what we’re doing and wants to take part.” Vipersun moved his sharp eyes onto the black and white she-cat. She seemed to melt under his piercing gaze. “Y-yes sir.” She murmured “Slatestar is a weak leader and I believe you’d be much better suited for the role.” Vipersun’s tail curled and a smirk formed on his lips. He could use her. “Right.” He meowed, clearing his throat. “I accept your request to join us. You won’t need to prove your loyalty, since the plan is so close-“ “Oh, but Deerflight told me I had to.” Ravencloud cut him off, which earned her another glare, but she kept speaking “I-I snuck into his den earlier. I fed him the deathberries that Deerleap gave me. He’ll die in his sleep.” Lionclaw gasped beside him. “You what?” He hissed “You could’ve blown our whole cover! Did anyone see you? Did you even think-“ he was silenced by Vipersun’s raised tail. “You took the initiative. And did it without needing to be asked?” He said monotone. He glanced sideways at Otterfur, who was on the branch left of him. The lanky Brown tom cleared his throat and looked down. Vipersun flicked his eyes up again, looking straight at Ravencloud. “I like your dedication.” He smiled. Lionclaw’s mouth dropped and Grassheart surpressed a hiss. “The more cats we have the better. It will be easier to carry out our plan.” He growled, challenging the cats to object. Luckily, not one did. Nodding, he straightened his neck. “Very well then,” He meowed with authority “Since you’re part of our rag tag revolution, we might as well fill you in in the plan so far. This is how we’re going to kill Slatestar. For good.”

[Slatestar dies in his sleep of...unknown causes]
[Slatestar asks for a warrior]
[Hickorypaw and Acornpaw have their warrior assessment, becoming Hickorywind and Acornfall]
[Stonekit, Shrewkit, Starlingkit, Shrikekit, Thunderkit, and Hawkkit become apprentices]
[Cindertail, Hickorywind, Weaselfur, and Harepaw patrol]
[Gingerstem, Hollypaw, Turtlegaze, and Ashpaw hunt]
[Batfur, Cougarleap, Wolfthorn, and Acornfall hunt]
[Cindertail teaches Darkpaw Swimming]
[Gingerstem teaches Hollypaw nothing]
[Harepaw takes his final assessment. If he passes, he will return as Hareshadow]
[Sandstep teaches Lilypaw Battle]
[Weaselfur teaches Ashpaw Battle]
[Rainwing teaches Stonepaw Hunting]
[Quailthroat teaches Shrewpaw Hunting]
[Turtlegaze teaches Starlingpaw Hunting]
[Swiftwind teaches Shrikepaw Hunting]
[Stormfang teaches Thunderpaw Hunting]
[Batfur teaches Hawkpaw hunting]
[Minkblossom looks for herbs]
[The Clan consumes x4 squirrels]

Leader:
Slatestar | 59 m | M | X
Lives: ★★★★

Deputy:
Sandstep | 55 m | F | X

Medicine Cat:
Minkblossom | 65 m | F | X

Warriors:
Cindertail | 47 m | M | X
Cougarleap | 41 m | M | X
Batfur | 41 m | M | X
Weaselfur | 75 m | M | X
Grassheart | 43 m | F | X
Vipersun | 56 m | M | X
Ravencloud | 44 m | F | X
Stormfang | 34 m | M | X
Gingerstem | 46 m | F | X
Quailthroat | 51 m | F | X
Otterfur | 57 m | M | X
Lionclaw | 49 m | M | X
Fognose | 28 m | F | X
Deerleap | 42 m | F | X
Swiftwind | 25 m | M | X
Wrenpond | 37 m | F | X
Nightclaw | 37 m | M | X
Wisteriawind | 56 m | F | X
Nightfur | 22 m | M| X
Elmstream | 22 m | F| X
Talonsky | 22 m | M| X
Robinheart | 21 m | M| X
Campionfang | 42 m | M | X
Turtlegaze | 35 m | F | X
Rabbitspark | 47 m | F | X
Wolfthorn | 51 m | M | X
Rainwing| 70 m | F | X
Hickorywind | 15 m | M | X
Acornfall | 15 m | F | X
Adderbreeze | 28 m| F | X
Squirrelheart | 28 m | F | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Apprentices:
Darkpaw | 15 m | M | X
Hollypaw | 15 m | F | X
Harepaw | 17 m | M | X
Lilypaw | 8 m | F | X
Ashpaw | 8 m | M | X
Stonepaw | 6 m | M | X
Shrewpaw | 6 m | M | X
Starlingpaw | 6 m | F | X
Shrikepaw | 6 m | F | X (Asthmatic)
Thunderpaw | 6 m | M | X
Hawkpaw | 6 m | F | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Queens:
Astercry | 28 m | F | X
Rosemist | 51 m | F | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Kits:
Badgerkit | 4 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Elders:
Oaktooth | 124 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

My gallery · by **`sappho** » Sun Nov 04, 2018 1:44 am

blackpearl44
it is said that the coven has existed for as long as the forest. they use to be feared, called demons or phant
oms. they use to hide away in caves but now they have begun to emerge from the ground to reclaim the fo
rest, which they say is there birth right.

religion
instead of worshiping starclan, these cats worship the dark forest or "the night". every moon the witch doct
or (medicine cat) makes their way to the deepest chamber of the cave, along with a sharp object. the witch
doctor will then cut their own paw and draw a circle, in which they will sleep overnight and their dreams w
ill be graced with cats of the night. when seers are of age to become witches/warlocks they will also be tak
en into the cave. they must also draw a circle in the blood before sleeping in the circle. they will be put to,
on top of the trial in their clan, a trial in the dark forest. no seer knows exactly what will happen to them u
ntil they are put to their dark trial because no witch or warlock would dare to speak about their own. what
is known is that, for some reason, after their dark trial the a few speical new witch/warlock start to possess
some supernatural power, which is something that most high priests and witch doctors possess. after their d
ark trial (if they pass) the apprentice will be able to choose their own suffix. the next day when they return
to camp, they will announce their new name and then they will have to silently pray to the night for the nex
t day.

ranks
leader → the high priest/priestess
deputy → the sorcerer/sorceress
medicine cat → the witch doctor
warriors → witches/warlocks
apprentices → seers
queens → mothers
kits → infants
elders → crones

reputation
the coven is not known to most outsiders but many clans see them as savages for their ways of worship and
their religion. most clans can't get past the fact that these mysterious cats seem to get power from the dar
k forest. however, these cats obviously aren't as bad as they seem. most of them are scared of outsiders. h
owever, they will defend their clan and their ways with their life.

names
the coven doesn't use normal warrior names most of the time. they usually have very human names. normal
ranks just have their normal names but witch doctors will have the title "baron or baroness", the sorcerer/e
ss will have the title "count or countess" and the high priest will have the title "lord or lady". these titles use
to be more important, they are mostly symbolic.

My gallery · by **ossa di cervo** » Sun Nov 04, 2018 3:38 am

Number of Cats: sixteen Servings Needed: 4 (+1@21)
006 toms | 010 mollies
Next Mummy Talk: 10-17
Kits Due: n/a

last moon...
Lotus was gone. She had been for a full moon now. Her presence sat in Jerboastar's heart like a weight... he missed her? The tom wasnt fully aware of what this was supposed to feel like but, it kind of... hurt? She'd died giving birth to his son and four daughters. There was another son but he had been born dead and therefore would remain dead to the tom. A dead heir was an unworthy heir. Jerboastar had taken his cold body that night and left him in the cold sand.. a jackal was quick to take up his lifeless body. Jerboastar took that as a sign and had watched Mambaheart like a hawk thereafter. The Ra knew his Anubis had killed his mate though the clan, ignorant fools, believed she'd died in labor.

Today, he watched as the black tom weaved his way out of the pyramid, and he was quick to follow. He let mambaheart take lead by quite a ways and followed his scent trail through giza. When finally it ended Jerboastar found himself next to the Nile river. He wound through the papyrus and watched as Mambaheart collected a couple leaves.

"You killed her." Jerboastar stated flatly.

Mambaheart about jumped out of his skin as he spun to look at the other tom, "Who?"

Jerboastar sighed and rolled his eyes, "Lotus. I saw you give her that deathberry." The Ra was expressionless as he gazed at his Anubis, "It was the wish of Anubis, correct?"

The black, bat-earred tom eyed Jerboastar, "Well, obviously. I wouldn't have killed her otherwise." The black tom stared at his Ra with intent, an eerily confident gaze.

Jerboastar, slightly put off by the cat's weird demeanor, rocked back on his heels, "just know," he began, "that I saw you and I won't fall for the same tricks."

"Oh," Mambaheart chuckled, "my lord, Anubis doesn't play tricks." The chuckle was cut short, eyes still glued to Jerboastar, "he takes what he wants." He suddenly spun back to his task at hand, "especially when they over step their birth given rights."

The brown tabby launched himself at Mambaheart, pinning the thinner and much more fragile cat easily, "is that a threat!?" He snarled, centimeters from the cat's face.

Mambaheart, unaffected by the threat, shrugged under Jerboastar's claws, "Not even I know Anubis' plans, sire."

Jerboastar huffed in the tom's face before leaping away, "Watch yourself, Mambaheart, and keep Anubis away from me." Without another word the Ra stormed off back to the great pyramids.

Mambaheart chuckled again as he turned to the Nile and stepped into the mud, "keep anubis away from me," he mocked, voice dripping with rage, "watch yourself, Mambaheart."

"Pathetic." The earthy voice of Anubis himself uttered behind Mambaheart as the wisp of a jackal came forth to stand near the Nile's edge, "But that's fine. You will craft this Kudukit into the perfect Ra. A servant for us."

Mambaheart grinned wickedly, "Yes, Anubis."

this moon...
A tiny kit tottered along, tiny tail plumed straight up, occasionally whisking past the nose of a much larger, grown molly. The little torbie held her head high, little whiskers quivering excitedly. The older molly paused and lifted her nose to the wind, a wide smile on her maw, "Come along, Thicket, you wont want to miss what these kits are up to."

The tiny kit's expression broke momentarily, a lapse of sorrow on her face before she regained her confident air, "come on, mama, papa will catch up." Little Nyala knew it wasn't true, her father, Thicket, had been killed under a horse's heavy hooves in the many alleys. Her mother, Okapi, had been having these visions since before Nyala was born so it was second nature to comfort her mother in such a way.

Okapi giggled lightly and turned to Nyala with a clouded gaze, "Oh, my little Crow, calm down honey, we're coming."

Nyala smiled sadly toward her mother and nodded, "Nyala, mama, I'm Nyala. Crow left with Pigeon, 'member?"

The tabby seemed to regain consciousness as she smiled, "Nyala!" She purred, rushing toward her little daughter. She ran her tongue over her head a couple of times and nudged her head against Nyala's, "where are we going?"

Nyala smiled lightly, pointing her little tail up again to brush her mother's nose, "I'm not sure, mama."

"Pigeon!" The older female blurted, dashing off toward a small, crumpled up paper. Nyala watched, smile faltering, as her mother cradled the paper and gave it the same kisses she had received moments earlier. Pigeon was dead, of course, but Okapi was seeing something Nyala didn't so the little molly never hurried her away. She instead sat, tail curled around her paws, heartbroken smile planted firmly on her mouth, and watched as her mother coo'd and caressed the beat up paper.

A figure suddenly appeared at the end of their lonely alley - a rather stocky, light gray she-cat. Nyala's claws instinctively slid out and she hurried to her mother's side. The she-cat trotted forward, tail high, "Hello!" She greeted cheerfully.

The fur along Nyala's spine bristled, "leave us alone." She uttered.

Nyala could hear her mother purring as her tail flickered about aimlessly and her heart broke just a fraction farther. She had to protect her mother, she was the only one left... she had to. Alfaar's smile broke only briefly though her pace didn't. A brown tabby molly appeared behind the grey one and while she seemed hesitant to approach, she followed her companion loyally. Nyala could feel the fur along her spine, as straight as she could possibly force it and she curled her lip upward at the two larger cats, "I said leave us alone!" She hissed.

Okapi ran her tail along Nyala's spine, "Hush now, little Nyala, dont be rude to visitors."

So shocked by her mother's words the tiny kit dropped her hiss and her fur fell to her shoulders again, "Mama..?" She whimpered, looking up at her mother.

Okapi smiled down at her daughter and nodded before turning again to the strangers, "Hello. Who are you?"

Alfaar waved her tail again, "My name is Alfaar," she chirped, "and this is Nightjarflight." She gestured toward to molly following along behind her.

Nyala had settled down, tucked into her mother's stomach fur as she watched the strangers introduce themselves. Something suddenly felt... different, about her mother. As if a force had shifted or a line snapped. Okapi suddenly looked down at Nyala and chuckled, "Silly Pigeon, always so clingy, there is no reason to fear Coyote, remember? She helped bring you into this world."

Nyala's stomach dropped to her paws... it was happening again. Okapi pranced forward and headbutted this Alfaar character with a purr, "thank you for coming, Coyote, I fear Pigeon's cough is back."

Nightjarflight locked eyes with Nyala and all the kit saw was endless pity. Tears welled in the little molly's eyes as a sense of hopelessness washed over her. "Why dont you bring Nyala and her mother home, Coyote, so you can have a proper look at her?" Nightjarflight's soft voice asked.

Nyala didn't have the strength to protest as her mother nodded and eagerly agreed. Tail drooping, she fell in beside her mother as the four began their journey back to the pyramids.

[ eanakhclan consumes two sand vipers
mambaheart searches for herbs
genetstorm & lechweleap patrol
the apprentices train
nightjarflight, alfaar & scarabthorn hunt ]

Ra:
Jerboastar | 63m | tom | ▴
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

Hathor:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Bast:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Anubis:
Mambaheart | 24m | tom | ▴

Serqet:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Set:
Nightjarflight | 27m | molly | right
Lechweleap | 25m | tom | left
Alfaar | 23m | molly | ▴
Scarabthorn | 20m | tom | ▴
Genetstorm | 26m | tom | ▴

Petbe:
Addaxpaw | 11m | molly | ▴
Cobrapaw | 9m | tom | ▴

Tawaret:
Okapi | 41m | molly | ▴
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Bes:
Guavakit | 0m | molly | ▴
Sunikit | 0m | molly | ▴
Marulakit | 0m | molly | ▴
Kudukit | 0m | tom | ▴
Mantiskit | 0m | molly | ▴
Nyala | 3m | molly | ▴

Shai:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

My gallery · by **goneeeeee :)** » Sun Nov 04, 2018 8:15 am

M.E.O.W.S

M.E.O.W.S is a feline intelligence agency dedicated to protecting the world's cats from dogs and humans. All operations and missions are sent out from he world headquarters, Cat HQ at the center of the world deep within a dense forest, where no human or dog would be able to discover them. Cat HQ has extensive records on everything, including their operatives (agents) worldwide and operatives from their rivals. The forest that makes their territory and Headquarters has a multitude of streams, rivers, and waterfalls. The temperature is warm practically yearlong, due to its placement, considered tropical.

The prey for the agents of M.E.O.W.S includes mice, voles, rabbits, squirrels, small fish, big fish, and birds. At the Academy located at Cat HQ, Agents are trained in a multitude of worldwide fighting styles, along with swimming and tree climbing, from the age of six moons up until the age of at least 12 moons

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