Create A Clan- V.4

My gallery · by **frankie (dup)** » Wed Feb 13, 2019 1:35 pm

font credit!
It's newleaf, and the snow is finally melting! Prey will be more plentiful, kittings will run smoother, and you'll have a higher chance of finding cats on patrol. However, the chance of flooding - especially in low territories or territories near water - is significantly higher.
If I missed anybody, please let me know via pm!

First Clans:
Monarchclan
Bloodclan
Jungleclan
Desertclan
The Night Court
RuinClan

Second Clans:

RUINCLAN
Patrols:
➳ Rowanstar catches x1 mouse and x1 squirrel (if RuinClan doesn't have these, replace them with a different one serving and two serving items respectively.)

Other:
➳ Rowanstar's request is granted! She is sent a deputy!
x➳ Hello! I'm your new mod! I'm excited to mod for your clan.
Putting my name somewhere on your post will make it easier for me to find your posts, but it's not a necessity!
xx➳ Please put the other prey your clan hunts in your pile - if you need options, just check the front page! Remember that the maximum is three servings.

My gallery · by **NightWolf950** » Wed Feb 13, 2019 2:20 pm

Archive: HazeClan Archive
Number of Cats: 136 (68 males | 68 females)
Speak to the Dark Forest: Jan. 28th
Servings Needed: 21 (132-138)

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With Buzzardflight, now Buzzardstar in control of HazeClan things began to slowly go down hill. The older tom made it clear he wasn't gonna put up with 'traitors'. He had demonstrated that when Wrenfeather spoke out against him, quickly silencing the gray tom and leaving Warblerpaw and Almondpaw as orphans. However now instead of quickly ending lives Buzzardstar had a more cruel way of killing cats. He declared it to be a more fitting and cruel punishment for traitors. During his rein, Buzzardstar wasted no time in selecting few cats to be his 'elite' force. That force consisting of Adderstrike, Marigoldthistle, Lynxheart, Blizzardstorm and Crowstrike. They where treated nicer then the rest of the clan with a few stipulations like Badgerstrike and his family, but everyone else where deemed unworthy and looked down upon. Although he didn't approve of half-clan cats, Buzzardflight made arrangements to have Alpineblossom to carry Swiftheart's kits of RainClan. He wanted heirs to 'his' clan and knew young Alpineblssom was blinded by lover and would do anything Buzzardstar asked of her.

Unable to take his cruel and hypercritical comments a small group of cats banded together to attempt to overthrow Buzzardstar. Lead by Juniperclaw, the small group made their way to Buzzardstar's den one night in hopes to catch the older tom off guard. The group saw no cat around, assuming their assassination would go smoothly. With a flick of her tail Juniperclaw lead the group in to the den only to be pinned down by Buzzardstar's 'elite' force. "Did you really think I would leave myself unguarded so easily Juniperlclaw? You where such a skilled warrior and yet you made such a simple mistake. Now it'll coast you not only your life, but the lives of these 'traitors' you lead." The tom meowed, letting out a small chuckle of amusement. "What are you gonna do? Kill us like you killed Wrenfeather?" Juniperclaw hissed, her eyes locking with Buzzardstar's. "Oh please. Your group and you won't get off that easyly. No you guys will suffer by starving to death. A slow and painful death for traitors like you." Buzzadrstar spat.

With a flick of his tail, Buzzardstar's elite force rounded up Juniperclaw, Nightshadow, Cobweb, Lichenpelt, and Ferretcress. "Take them to the Elder's den. Make sure to have guards inside and out so they can't escape. As for you Blizzardstorm, you may take a nest in the warrior's den until the prisoners die off." The calico tom meowed. The elder tom gave a small nod before exiting the leader's den with the other elite force members and prisoners. Buzzardstar made his way to his nest, settling down and smirking to himself. "It's no longer your clan." he spat, his eyes closing gently. "It's mine now and there's nothing you can do Hazestar." Buzzardstar meowed softly before drifting off to sleep.

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Early the next morning with things growing tense and Buzzardstar becoming even more unpredictable Jayfur could no longer just sit by and watch things unfold. With so many cat having relationships and helping other clans out he knew their lives where in danger. Determined to do something about it Jayfur spoke to his siblings about it, deciding that the mountains up near GroveClan would be the best place to hide. Although they loved Jayfur, both Batwing and Raveneyes declined to go with him, promising to stay back at camp and hold down the fort while he and Marshpool and the others where gone. The four cats jumped into action rounding up Bearclaw, Turtledove, Dappledwillow, Pineshade, Inkfire, Heronstrike, Starlingflight, and Panthertuft. Raveneyes and Batwing watched as the group began to leave, Marshpool and Jayfur being the last two to go. At the last minute Panthertuft decided to stay behind, letting her mother and best friend go to safety while she stayed back to help Batwing and Raven eyes. The group made their way north, making sure to roll in mud, leaves, and herbs to hide their scent from future patrols.

Once they where sure that Jayfur and the others had made it to their safe spot, the three warriors made their way back to find Buzzardstar and his elite force waiting for them. "It seems like every cat takes me for a fool. Thinking I'm not going to notice a large group of cats are missing from my clan. Now I know you three had something to do with it as you guys seem very fond of half-clan cats. They taint our blood lines yet here you are letting it happen. Now either tell me where these cats went and you walk away with a few cuts and bruises or one of you are going to end up like that traitor Wrenfeather." Buzzardstar hissed, his eyes glowing with anger. With a single flick of his tail, Buzzardstar's elite force surrounded the three cats trapping them. Panthertuft let out hiss her fluffy fur standing up on end as she prepared for the unknown. Knowing there was no escape possible unless the group's hide out was given away or one of the three paying the price with their life, Raveneyes stepped forward. Batwing and Panthertuft both protested, but quickly fell silent when Raveneyes gazed at the two she-cats and gave a small shake of his head. "Then it looks like you'll have to kill me." Raveneyes meowed, holding his head and tail high. Although deep down he was scared to die, Raveneyes knew that his death wouldn't be in vein. The black and white tom knew one day his death would be worth it. Upon hearing Raveneyes' remark, Buzzardstar nagrly lunged at the tom, pinning him down and looking him in the eyes. "If it's death you want it's death you will get!" the calico yowled, slashing Raveneyes' throat wide open. Buzzardstar leaped off the black and white tom and padded away, flicking his tail to have his elite force let Panthertuft and Batwing go. "Let that be a lesson to the two of you. Now Marigoldthistle and the rest of my elite force, take this traitor's body and dump it. Let him die alone, and Batwing, feel free to bury that traitor by yourself once he takes his last breath" Buzzardstar hissed.

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{Hazeclan consumes x7 birds

Request: n/a
Ceremonies: Reefpool takes over Banshee's training
Darkflower takes over Newt's training
Tallwhisker takes over Jack's training
Pumapounce takes over Pumpkin's training
Browntiger takes over Amberpaw's training
Badgerstrike takes over Sparkpaw's training

Other: Vulturewing, Flickerpaw, and Faintpaw of GraveClan join.
Flickerpaw's name is changed to Flarepaw
Buzzardstar gives x3 birds to RainClan for allowing Swiftheart and Alpineblossom try for kits
Tumblecloud, Rockshade, Hazelwing, Olivebud, and Spidersight grieve for Cobweb
Mossystone grieves for Nightshadow
Gullecho and Pigeonwhisper grieve for Ferretcress
Batwing and Panthertuft grieve for Raveneyes
Palesnow and Thornpelt grieve for Juniperclaw
Jayfur, Marshpool, Inkfire, Starlingflight, Turtledove, Heronstrike, Dappledwillow, and Bearclaw hide out in the mountains close to GroveClan for a while.

Medic Info: n/a
Kitting Info: Bearclaw is due, Oakseed of QuickClan is the father
Oceansplash is due, Snakespots of QuickClan is the father
Shadefire is due next moon
Alpineblossom and Swiftheart of RainClan try for kits
Pineshade and Oakface of MistClan try for kits
Heronstrike and Windheart of MistClan try for kits
Dappledwillow and Roseclaw of GroveClan try for kits
Dappledwillow and Pinefeather of GroveClan try for kits
Deaths: Nightshadow, Juniperclaw, Cobweb, Lichenpelt, and Ferretcress starve to death thanks to Buzzardstar
Raveneyes is murdered by Buzzardstar

Gathering herbs: Ashfang, Twigstorm, and Applepaw
Hunting: Tigerleap, Sootpelt, Oakfang, Emberspark, Haunt, and Almondpaw
Hunting: Slatestone, Tansypetal, Maplebreeze, Willowstripe, Whispcloud, and Cliffpaw
Hunting: Adderstrike, Milkfur, Rowangaze, Pricklestrike, Yewberry, and Elmpaw
Hunting: Echoripple, Windsong, Hawktuft, Ploverwing, Whitemoon, and Icepaw
Patrolling: Feathermist, Littleflame, Quailtuft, Timberfall, and Meadowhawk - investigating the other fox (feel free to kill/injure anyone)
Patrolling: Cloudripple, Fernclover, Sheeppelt, Claybranch, and Brackengaze - investigating the other fox (feel free to kill/injure anyone)
Patrolling: Frostsky, Mottlesplash, Larksong, Ospreytalon, Lilybrair, and Leafpaw
Patrolling: Driftsnow, Dunebreeze, Ripplesong, Crowstrike, Stonesong, and Skull
Training: Marigold/Warbler - defense | Robin/Wraith - defense | Reef/Banshee - hunting | Sand/Newt - offense | Tall/Jack - stalking | Buzzard/Twilight - hunting | Puma/Pumpkin - defense | Aspen/Rose - defense | Shore/Wasp - hunting | Viper/Bee - offense | Brown/Amber - offense | Badger/Spark - stalking | Dark/Sedgeling - stalking | Lynx/Flare - offense | Ghost/Faint - stalking | Mouse/Hornet - offense | Rain/Cypress - stalking | Swivel/Mud - defense | Bright/Sycamore - stalking | Honey/Chestnut - hunting | Heather/Cinnamon - stalking

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! =)

#NewLeafKits4Ever

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mice | x12 | 1 serving
Shrew | x18 | 1 serving
Rabbit | x21 | 2 servings
Squirrel | x12 | 2 servings
Stoat | x12 | 2 servings
All Birds | x6 | 3 servings

Medicine Store
Alder Bark | eases toothaches - 3
Bindweed | helps keep broken bones in place - 1
Blackberry leaves | eases the swelling of bee stings - 1
Borage leaves | produces more and better milk, brings fevers down - 2
Bright-eye | mixed with lovage it can help cure coughs - 1
Broom | used to make poultices for broken legs and wounds - 3
Burdock root | helps with infected rat bites - 1
Burnet | keeps a cat's strength up - 2
Catchweed | stops poultices from being rubbed off without hurting the skin - 2
Catmint | a treatment herb for Greencough/Whitecough - 3
Celandine | soothes damaged eyes - 2
Chamomile | strengthens the heart/soothes the mind, helps with strength - 1
Chervil | treats greencough, though catmint is often preferred - 1
Chickweed | treats greencough - 2
Cobwebs | stops bleeding - 0
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
Deadly Nightshade | x - 1
Deathberries | x - 0
Dock | soothes scratches/sore pads/wounds - 0
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 - 2
Foxglove seeds | x - 0
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
Holly Berries | x - 1
Horsetail | used to treat infections and stop bleeding - 0
Juniper berries| soothes bellyaches, calms cats, gives strength, helps with breathing - 4
Lamb's ear | gives strength - 1
Lavender | cures fevers and chills - 2
Lovage | mixed with bright-eye, it can help cure coughs - 2
Lungwort | cures yellow-cough - 1
Mallow Leaves | soothes bellyaches - 2
Marigold | stops infection/bleeding, helps inflammation of stiff joints - 2
Mint | hides scent of death - 2
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 - 4
Raspberry leaves | eases pain, stops bleeding - 1
Rosemary | hides scent of death - 1
Rush | helps hold broken limbs in place - 0
Stick | x - 3
Stinging nettle | induces vomiting, brings down swelling - 3
Sweet-sedge | eases infection - 2
Tansy | cures coughs/wounds/poisons, soothes throats, helps prevent greencough - 2
Tormentil | root helps treat wounds and extract poison - 1
Thyme | calms nervousness/anxiety and cats in shock - 5
Watermint | eases the suffering that originates from a bellyache - 2
Water hemlock | x - 2
Wild garlic | prevents infection - 0
Willow Bark | eases pain - 1
Willow leaves | stops vomiting - 0
Wintergreen | treats wounds and some poisons - 3
Yarrow | extracts poisons, helps cat vomit up toxins - 1

My gallery · by **koushi.** » Wed Feb 13, 2019 2:29 pm

This town ain't big enough for the both of us --

The Outlaws are an enigmatic group living in the wild hills of California. Their territory lies a stone's throw from an abandoned boomtown, though twolegs sometimes show up to reclaim their nests. One notable characteristic of these cats are their total disregard for civil disputes. If you pick a fight with any of them, they will fight hard and they will fight dirty. The only sort of code they follow is to respect their leader and that the punishment will always fit the crime. Justice is harsh but it is necessary. However despite their ruthless nature, the cats have an impenetrable loyalty to one another.

Another detail that sets these cats apart is their disbelief in Starclan. They don't worship any ancestors and instead connect with the Earth itself through the Sapphire Caves, an abandoned mine that serves as a spiritual site for the leaders and medics.

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RANKS:

My gallery · by **ItsKass** » Wed Feb 13, 2019 2:53 pm

Desertclan
Number of Cats:3 Here

Swiftstar

Swiftstar awoke in her den, wow it was so weird to be called Swiftstar even now but she had to lead today, her clan needed her. But first, she needed her meal of the day. After her meal Swiftstar makes her way to the star cavern to ask starclan for a warrior

Ravenwisper

Ravenwisper slept restlessly, her dreams only filled with the horrors that were her own home, it was so confining there...it was great she had escaped.

Goosescreech

Goosescreech woke up late, he started to tinatively sort his herbs before doing a quick check up on anyone

In summary: Swiftstar ate x1 mouse and asked for a warrior from starclan

My gallery · by **Galipaygo** » Wed Feb 13, 2019 3:10 pm

𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔫
Number of Cats: 26

"Hey Oakface!" Windheart called, pouncing out of his nest as soon as he woke up. Oakface didn't move. "Oakface!" Windheart pushed, padding over and prodding his shoulder. Oakface opened an eye sleepily. "What do you want..." he groaned, closing his eyes again. "You know Hazeclan?"
"Yeah... what about it?"
"I found an easier way to get over there."
Oakface opened both of his eyes now and yawned, stretching and sitting up to face his brother more forward. "Why does that matter?" He groaned once more before grooming himself. "Because I have a bet to propose." Windheart said with a mischievous smile. Oakface looked at his brother. "A bet regarding Hazeclan?"
"Not specifically them! Just they seem to be close enough and have some pretty mollies."
"Mollies? What are you getting at?"
"Winner gets bragging rights."
"For what?!"
Oakface was confused what his brother was getting at, and vowed deep down that whatever it was he would win. "Who can make the most mollies fall in love with you? Any molly, any clan. Ends by this time next New-Leaf." Windheart said with a smirk. Oakface's heart dropped a bit at the challenge. "You know I don't take advantage of mollies. What if I say I made mollies fall in love with me that didn't?"
"Good point..." Windheart said, falling into deep thought. Then Oakface saw a smile on his brother he prayed he wouldn't see. "You must have kits with the molly." He said as if it was some genius plan. Oakface sighed and opened his mouth to object, but Windheart spoke again. "Remember when we were kits and you promised to never back down from a dare. So, I dare you to make more mollies fall in love with you."
Oakface closed his mouth and shot a small glare at Windheart. "Fine." He said through slightly gritted teeth. Windheart lit up in a big smile at his forced response. "Great! Starts today!" He chirped, leaving the warrior's den and joining a patrol. Oakface got up and left as well, a sick feeling in his stomach at what he just agreed to. He thought a silent sorry for the molly hearts he was about to break... then left to train his new apprentice for the first time.
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Frostfoot sat alone in the clearing, watching as cats came together in friend groups to go on their patrols or train their apprentices, and sighed deeply. Her head dropped down to look at the ground as the last of the cats left the camp. The camp was empty, besides a few queens and kits here and there, so Frostfoot got up to go on her own. "Frostfoot." A dark voice called from behind her. She turned around to see Shadowstar standing there and looking at her with angered slits. "Shadowstar? Is something wrong?" She asked, looking around to make sure she didn't miss any lazy warriors trying to get out of work. "Come with me." He said, walking past her and out of the camp. She thought this odd, seeing at Shadowstar didn't tend to leave the camp very often, but followed him quietly nonetheless.
They traveled for some time before coming to a dirty and deep swamp pond, frogs croaking and birds chirping with insecurity. "A few moons ago Windheart confessed your feelings for me..." He began. Frostfoot's heart thumped in her chest, butterflies filling her stomach. Was he realizing his feelings for her too...? "Shadow-"
"Silence!" He hissed, killing her hopes and feelings with her will to speak. "You showed weakness and let emotions take hold of you. I can't let that weakness go unnoticed." He said coldly as he stared into her soul. She was now filled with sorrow and pain for letting such a trivial thing go passed her or even happen. Shadowstar padded closer to the pond, flies rushing away for their lives. Frostfoot carefully stepped forward as well and sat beside her leader. "You were my most loyal follower. I almost considered having a deputy." He said, as if something had changed. Frostfoot looked at him with confusion and anger for Windheart and Oakface. "What do you mean I was...?" She asked cautiously. She didn't want to get reprimanded again for speaking out of turn. Shadowstar sighed. "Do you believe in Starclan?" He asked, changing his tone to one of more sorrow. This confused Frostfoot more. "Yes... all clan cats do." She replied slowly. Her mind whirled with questions she didn't dare ask. "Good..." He said almost as if he was choked up with sadness. "Shadowstar...?" Frostfoot said, moving closer to look into his eyes. "You did this to yourself, remember that." Shadowstar said with a slight stutter. He stood and turned around, Frostfoot behind him. "What did I do?" She asked in confusion as she stood up as well. Shadowstar just shook his head. "I now know that Mistclan would fail if I didn't remove deputies." He said, turning to look at Frostfoot with a fire in his eyes. Frostfoot took a step back, her back paw slipping a bit at the edge of the pond. "Shadowstar?" She said with fear in her voice. Shadowstar stepped forward until he was face-to-face with Frostfoot. "Just remember I did like you for a time." He said. Frostfoot opened her mouth to speak but words didn't come fast enough. She was pushed backwards, falling into the moss-filled pond behind. Shock filled her before she could react and Shadowstar took advantage to push his paws against her chest. The water was just shallow enough for him to keep his head above the water soaking his pelt and filling Frostfoot's lungs. She coughed, the moss and dirt flowing into her mouth with the water to make her choke. Panic rose, making her flail about in an attempt to come free from the darkness of the water. She clawed about, missing Shadowstar in every flail, as she suffocated. Slowly. Shadowstar closed his eyes sadly as Frostfoot flailed about. Water splashed on his face and dripped down his fur as it collected like tears Starclan knew he wanted to cry.
Eventually, Frostfoot's struggles became weaker and weaker. They were slower coming until they stopped altogether. Her stare of pain as she died became softer, the water embracing her like no one else did, and as Shadowstar got out of the pond the water took her deeper. To be lost in time and memory. Shadowstar shook the water out of his fur and groomed the moss and dirt out before heading back to camp. He didn't look back.

Leader Happenings:
[Shadowstar kills Frostfoot]
Medicine Cat Happenings:
[Camberpool and Gladesun search for herbs]
Boarder Patrols:
[Windheart, Skyear, Blizzardear, Willowcry, Lichenfang, and Reedface patrol the boarders]
Hunting Patrols:
[Barkpatch, Lightfur, Suncatch, Shadowstep, Gorseclaw, and Hickoryclaw hunt]
Rank Changes:
[None this moon]
Apprentices:
[Gatorclaw trains Sprucepaw in combat]
[Oakface trains Hummingpaw in climbing]
Kittings/Mates:
[Kadupuldrop is giving kit! Camberpool is at the ready]
[Windheart sneaks out to try for kits with Heronstrike of Hazeclan]
[Oakface sneaks out to try for kits with Pineshade of Hazeclan]

Other:
[The clan consumes a large fish and a small fish, 5 serving!]
[Note to mod: Organized my cats in age order and herbs in alphabetical order to make things easier in the coming posts for Mistclan]

My gallery · by **solyn** » Thu Feb 14, 2019 12:19 pm

𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍.
population: 13 cats [ 07 fem : 06 male ]
servings required: 03

𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙩

moderator: deimos - next moonstone: 14th feb
moons since last nonsense: 1

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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐨.

The two toms stood close together. They were relatively similar looking, Sleetstar thought, but the way that they acted around one another made it clear the pair of them were mates. The taller one stood in front of the shorter just slightly, as if he were ready to turn and use his body to protect him should any of the clan cats attack. The shorter had a dull, lifeless look to his eyes. Anyone who lingered on his gaze for too long was met with a glower from the taller cat.
"Have they given you names?" Sleetstar asked Thunderjaw, who nodded.
"Hawkeyes is the larger one," he said, "and his mate is Fallowstep. They told Viridianpaw and I that they come from a clan called GraveClan. Apparently, it's split apart due to a series of murders. And yes, Sleetstar, I did grill them thoroughly on their involvement in such acts before I brought them here. I think they're safe," Sleetstar noticed a certain sadness behind Thunderjaw's eyes, for the first time since she'd met the tom, "they were separated from their surrogate mother and kits. Fallowstep seems quite distraught over it. Both of them just want to be safe. We can afford them that, can we not?"
"Yes," Sleetstar said after a beat, still staring at Thunderjaw, "we can afford them that. Poppywish, what do you think?" She and Thunderjaw both turned to look at the medicine cat she'd encountered on the way back from her meeting with Northstar at the Moonstone. Poppywish flicked his ears, evaluating Fallowstep while Hawkeyes was distracted by Bearears, who had come closer in curiosity and was now chatting to him as if they were old friends.
"It's depression, probably," Poppywish said, "I think they were telling Thunderjaw the truth, and that's probably part of the reason Fallowstep is suffering so, but I also think there may be more to it than that. I'll keep an eye on the pair of them, but I agree with the big tom. They're harmless."
"Alright then," Sleetstar cleared her throat, getting to her paws. All eyes turned to her. "Fallowstep and Hawkeyes, formerly of GraveClan, I have decided that NorthernClan will give you a home here in our mountains. You may be a part of our clan. Everyone, please welcome them." Cheers went up for them, most noticeably from Bearears, who was still beaming at Hawkeyes. The tom looked at her curiously, head tilted to the side a bit.
Sleetstar did not stay to watch the rest of the clan converge upon the two toms to ask questions and welcome them. Instead, she leaped down from the Great Rock and padded up the cliffside path instead, vanishing into her den. On the other side of camp, Howlingeye's blue eyes tracked her motion.

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The sun had set on the clan by the time Poppywish had a free moment. Unfortunately, most of the herbs he'd collected hadn't exactly held up to the journey. Sorting through which were usable and which ones were not took up most of his time, and his stash was meager when he was finished. Poppywish didn't like the thought of an un-stocked medicine den, but it was late and there wasn't much time to remedy that for now, so he would have to fix it in the morning.
He ducked out of the medicine den and into the night air. In the basin below, he couldn't see the outline of many cats. He supposed that most had gone to bed at this hour, but a dark shape shifting away from the dirt place caught his attention. He watched the shape as it moved, trying to recall names from earlier introductions. Poppywish had always been good with names. The leader was Sleestar, and the serious looking smoke tom was Thunderjaw. The two brown tabbies were Minkfur and Brackenstrike, the latter being the bigger one, while the one with a splash of white around her chest and maw was Bearears. Summitsky was the big grey and white tom, and Hollyfeather was his little black and white friend. Fallowstep and Hawkeyes were the newbies, Viridianpaw was the sole apprentice, and Splitface was the sulky calico with golden eyes. This cat was none of the above, and when he turned his face upward, blue eyes meeting Poppywish's amber, he recalled the name of the pointed tom to be Howlingeye.
"Can I help you?" He asked, paused on the path just below the medicine den. Poppywish shrugged.
"Not more than anyone else could, I suppose. I'd just hoped to start making friends so I don't have to deal with the insubordination when someone inevitably gets injured and decides to try and preserve their ego." Howlingeye snorted. He took a step, and then another, rounding the corner and stepping onto the shelf next to Poppywish. The ginger tom sat. Howlingeye sat too, their shoulders brushing.
"I'm afraid you're out of luck," he mewed, "everyone reasonable has gone to bed. And before you say it, I wouldn't consider myself reasonable, and certainly not a good friend for you to make." Poppywish glanced at him curiously. Howlingeye rolled his blue eyes with a huff. "I'll admit, I'm being a tad dramatic. It just seems that my recent attempts at being a friend have not gone so well. I'm beginning to think that I might not be cut out for friendship at all."
"I'm sure that's not true," Poppywish's tone betrayed a slight lilt of amusement, as he shuffled closer to the other tom, "would you like to talk about it? I've heard that talking about things can be helpful, you know."
"Med cat's orders?"
"I don't want to seem pushy, but yes." Howlingeye laughed then, a genuine laugh as he shook his head in amusement, blue eyes twinkling. He seemed to evaluate Poppywish for a second, a motion that had the ginger tom holding his breath, before Howlingeye nodded, exhaling a little.
"I'll be the first to admit I haven't gone out of my way to get really close to anyone here," Howlingeye said, turning his gaze to the quiet basin, "my last clan fell apart at the seams over a change in leadership. I suppose I've been waiting for the same to happen here, waiting for that gut punch that seems inevitable but hasn't come yet. I guess I'm still waiting, because Sleetstar is... cold. Was cold, I suppose I should say. Indifferent, kind of as if she didn't want anything to do with any of us, until about a moon or so ago when she started taking express interest in Summitsky. I know that might not seem odd to you since you just got here, but Sleetstar and Thunderjaw are very close friends, closer than anyone except perhaps Hollyfeather and Summitsky I would say, and with kitting season just around the corner... well. I suppose it just shocked me that Sleetstar would take such a sudden and intense interest in Summitsky, whom she had simply tolerated before." He ducked his head, with a humourless laugh. "You must think me awfully bitter."
"I don't," Poppywish said, shifting closer again until their shoulders were pressed flush together, "I haven't been here that long, but if things happened the way you say they did, then it sounds suspicious. I suppose Summitsky didn't take too well to you voicing your concerns." Howlingeye snorted, casting Poppywish a disdainful look.
"He accused me of being 'jealous', as if that weren't the most cliche thing possible."
"And yet it is he who should be jealous of you," Poppywish said, with a tilt of his head. Howlingeye got the sudden impression Poppywish was looking at him. Of course he was looking in his direction, as was polite in conversation, but the feeling hit him with such a bowling sensation that he inhaled, sharply. Poppywish saw him. The ginger tom looked amused. "Too forward?"
"Nope," Howlingeye replied, "just wondering who told you that you were welcome to my role of resident flatterer." Poppywish purred, low and rumbly in his throat.
"What are you going to do about it?"

-

"I can't believe you got it," Splitface said, turning the rune over on the floor of the unoccupied elder's den. Brackenstrike looked amused, sticking close to the wall.
"Did you really have so little faith in me?" She asked, tone gentle. For some reason, it surprised Splitface. She looked up, her eyes meeting Brackenstrike's. Over the past few moons, she'd found herself becoming interested in the molly in a way she'd never allowed herself to be interested in anyone before. Brackenstrike was entirely odd to her, someone who believed in the goodness of others and who was willing to act selflessly despite countless atrocities that she had seen. Splitface's expression softened.
"No," she mewed, "no, of course not. I knew you could do it I just," she sighed, "this... rune, it means a lot to me, as I'm sure you're aware. How much do you know about the Primordial Guilds?"
"I've heard the stories, same as every other cat," Brackenstrike said, "six guilds, six Primordial runes. Said to be imbued with the power that they represent, and that having all six at a time grants some sort of ultimate treasure. Our historian was always vague on the details of that one, but I remember the Guilds. Darkness and Light; Riqis and Aither. Earth and Ocean; Deie and Moesia. Heaven and Abyss; Jeurene and Tartere."
"Yes," Splitface said with a nod, "no one really knows what the ultimate treasure is meant to be. Immortality, some predict. Absolute power say others. It varies from account to account, depending on which Teller decides to modify the story. It is not our job as paragons to question or understand that, only to guard the runes to make sure that they stay separated. To defend the history."
"Do you believe the runes have power?"
"I have seen it firsthand," Splitface said with a solemn nod, "perhaps they are not magic, but in their status as things of legend, they have an inherent power that drives even virtuous cats to deeds unmentionable. Tell me, what would you do to control darkness, Brackenstrike? To take control of the night and all that comes with it, the chaos, the shadows, the transformations?"
"I would do nothing," she mewed easily, "I much prefer the day."
"And why is that?"
"It's harder to see you at night," Splitface startled, eyes widening. Brackenstrike smiled. "Has no one ever told you that looking at you is like watching the sun rise?" Splitface ducked her head in embarrassment, a pleased smile settling on her maw. She lifted her head to reply, when movement caught her eye. Both she-cats turned to find Minkfur standing in the entrance to the elder's den.
"You brought a primordial rune to the clan?" She asked, voice disbelieving. Brackenstrike was on her feet in seconds. No one spoke. Minkfur looked between the two of them, gaze furious. "I knew the pair of you were plotting something. Do you have any idea what you've done? The runes are harbingers, you know, especially that one. You would bring a rune of chaos and misfortune to a clan taking its first steps? I had thought you a reasonable cat, Brackenstrike, and yet you seem blind to the consequences."
"I know what I did," the tabby molly said, "Minkfur. You can't tell anyone about this. Splitface is an ex-paragon. She just needs time to hide the rune again, to find some place to protect it."
"And in the mean time? We're just meant to sit by and hope that its powers don't affect us? That it doesn't bring ruin to this clan? Sleetstar should know about this, Brackenstrike, and I know you're fully aware of it." Minkfur turned to go, letting out a gasp as Brackenstrike's paws slammed into her, knocking her from her paws and pinning her to the ground.
"I know Sleetstar," Brackenstrike said evenly, "I have known her for a long time. Right now, she is angry and she is hurting. The last thing she needs is to know that she has an ancient relic with untold power sitting right under her nose. The best thing for us to do is to get rid of the rune, take it far away from here. But until we can figure out a way to do that, no one else can know about this. It has to be a secret, Minkfur, do you understand?" The other molly glowered at her, before her gaze shifted to Splitface.
"How long? Before you can get it gone, I mean."
"It has already been three moons with no word. The Aither Guild will come to track it down. When they enter the territory, I will bring it to them. Aither is the balance to Riqis, it is now their duty to protect the Riqis, until a new Guild can be formed. My time as a paragon is over."
"They won't want to take you back with it?" Minkfur shoved Brackenstrike away from her, stumbling back to her paws.
"Even if they wanted to, they cannot. My identity has already been discovered by those who would bring harm to the Guild for the rune. I can no longer be entrusted to the care of the stone, not when they know my face and have followed my scent. It is time for a new generation of paragons to defend it. Until then, as the last Paragon of Riqis, keeping this rune safe is my responsibility. I will fulfill my final duty-" her eyes met Minkfur's, gaze stony- "by any means necessary." There was silence in the cave. Then, Minkfur sighed, and nodded once, tightly.
"Understood."

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧.

"Found new best friends, have you?" Minkfur jumped as Thunderjaw stepped close to her, shoulder brushing her own. She rolled her eyes a little, bumping him a little as she shook her head. Thunderjaw's appearance had clearly rattled her, and the smoke tom found this curious. In the moons since Minkfur's arrival, she'd proven herself to be nigh unflappable. She didn't flinch when yelled at, she didn't seem to notice when others gave her withering looks, snarky remarks only made her twitch a smile, and above all else Thunderjaw felt that Minkfur could see right through any disguise another wore.
"Something the matter?" He asked, reflexively, and she flinched.
"Why would something be the matter?"
"You seem rattled."
"I'm never rattled."
"I know. That's why it's odd." Minkfur blinked, her eyes meeting his. She seemed conflicted a second as she looked at him, and then looked away again, frowning at the ground. "Minkfur," Thunderjaw said, leaning forward a bit to try and catch her eye, "I know we've had our differences, but you're my clanmate. You can talk to me. You can trust me-"
"Can I?" It was Thunderjaw's turn to flinch. He steeled his maw, turning away from her so she wouldn't see the flicker of hurt in his eyes. Minkfur sighed. It sounded defeated, tired. Like all the fiery fight that she had inside of her was gone. "I'm sorry, Thunderjaw. I just... the whole situation is weighing on me and it feels oppressive. When I came here, Northstar told me Sleetstar had the answer to the question I've been asking but I..."
"You don't know what the question is yet, do you?" Minkfur looked up, eyes meeting Thunderjaw's. The tom was big and brutish looking. At first glance one might have easily taken him for dumb muscle and nothing more, but Minkfur knew that to curate a slate so blank for an expression required a certain amount of cunning, and every now and again Thunderjaw picked something that made her feel as if he'd looked directly into her still-beating heart.
"No," she said. It wasn't the topic that had her on edge, but it wasn't a lie either. "No, I don't. I never told you where I come from, did I?"
"No," he smiled wryly, "you deflected that one by trying to weasel it out of me." Minkfur laughed, but it was tired.
"I suppose that I did, that sounds like me," she nodded slowly, "I was deputy of a clan, before I came here. Youngest cat to ever achieve it, actually. I worked so tirelessly for it, I wanted to make my father proud. My mother and my littermates all died in birth, and I think he resented me for it forever after that, so I wanted to prove I was worth living for. But... my leader was not a good cat. He used fear and hatred as tactics to obey. Some of the older warriors organized a resistance and war broke out. So many cats died... when the dust settled, the rest of us decided to go our own way. I don't know what question I could ask about all of that."
"I don't think the question is meant to be about what happened in your old clan," Minkfur gave Thunderjaw a curious look, "I am... truly sorry for everything you've experienced, Minkfur. I can't imagine ever going through something so difficult. But it seems to me it's not a question of why such a thing happened to your clan, but a question about yourself. It seems to be a story about worth, if you ask me. Rejected by a father, working hard to be accepted in the eyes of the clan... and now you are here. You have to start from scratch. Are you asking yourself if you're worthy?" Minkfur looked away. She was silent.
"Sometimes," she said, after a long period of time, "I wonder why it was me who survived. We lost a lot of good cats that day. And I-"
"I don't think Sleetstar has the answer to that question either," he said gently, "but I do. Death isn't discriminatory. One day, sooner or later, we all find our way back to the earth to begin again, some of us sooner than others. You survived because you are strong, and because you worked for it. Perhaps you don't see it in yourself, but I see someone worthy of greatness whenever I look at you, you know. You're passionate, brave. Sometimes I think you're untouchable, like a hero. But even heroes get lonely sometimes, don't they."
"You talk good," Minkfur said, shoving his shoulder with his own, "thank you."
"You're welcome," he said, "Sleetstar already has a lot of questions she has to answer for herself. I promised her I'd be by her side to help her answer them, and the same courtesy applies to you, okay?"
"Okay," Minkfur mewed, as she got to her paws. Thunderjaw followed after her, watching as her tail lifted just the slightest bit. Minkfur wasn't lying, that much was certain, but when he observed the way her eyes darted around Brackenstrike and Splitface, he got the impression it wasn't the whole truth, either.

-

"Are you sure a hunting patrol of two is efficient?" Summitksy's tone was amused as he followed Sleetstar higher into the mountains. Above the basin there was another stretch of forest, but the ground was often treacherous and prey was scarce that high up. Sleetstar turned to give him a brilliant smile over her shoulder. Howlingeye's warning nagged at the back of his mind, but Summitsky pushed it away. Howlingeye was a cynic, he'd decided. Sleetstar was hurting from what had happened in her previous rogue group, and she needed someone to open up to. That was that.
"For anywhere else? No. But I'm already a little wary about hunting up here in the first place. More than two would be a waste of time, I think." She paused, still smiling at him. "And, admittedly, I wanted a little time with you to myself when there weren't so many prying eyes around."
"Oh?" Summitsky looked amused.
"I hear how they gossip," she rolled her eyes, "I know everyone thought Thunderjaw and I were... involved... but trust me, one of the first things we established was that neither of us were interested in a romance with one another. I suspect Thunderjaw has things in his own life that he needs to sort out and... well. He's not my type."
"And I am?" Summitsky brushed his shoulder alongside Sleetstar's as he passed her, climbing higher toward the forest plateau. He could hear Sleetstar laughing behind him, letting out a teasing purr.
"I didn't say that."
"I'm wounded." He turned to look at her with a crooked grin.
"Oh, how unfortunate. Perhaps I should send you back to Poppywish then." Summitsky laughed a little, rolling his eyes.
"No, I'd like to spend time with you. Are you ever going to tell me how you came to join the Merchants?"
"Now that is a long and embarrassing story."
"We've got time." Something unknown flickered across Sleetstar's face, before she smiled at him, fondly.
"Yes, I suppose we do."

-

"You don't have to look at me like that, you know," Poppywish continued humming to himself as he pushed between the underbrush, searching for a specific herb. When he didn't reply, Fallowstep huffed and sat down. "Okay, I get the point, you're not looking at me, specifics specifics. I'm not blind, I know everyone always watches me with half-pity and half tension, like they're waiting for me to try and fly from the top of the basin."
"You do mope around an awful lot," Poppywish said, finally turning to the other tom and shaking out his pelt, "but I'm sure you have a reason. Everyone has their reasons for things, and I think most of this clan forgets that sometimes. Everyone seems to keep to themselves around here, from what I've seen. I don't suppose anyone's asked you what's eating away at you."
"You and Howlingeye seem close." Fallowstep sounded petulant, almost. Poppywish smiled.
"Howlingeye doesn't think he's cut out for friendship, so I suppose I wouldn't call us friends, but he is very entertaining." Fallowstep cracked a smile for the first time since Poppywish had met him. And then he laughed, a small chuckle at first, and then a full on laugh. His laugh was deep and throaty, and sounded a little bit like sunshine. Poppywish flicked an ear, looking amused.
"I just got what you meant, sorry," he chuckled a little, before coughing, "he scares me a little, Howlingeye does. Not in that he's physically intimidating, but I just get the impression he kind of knows everyone's secrets. He has the countenance of someone who has eyes and ears everywhere. Perhaps that's why he's called Howlingeye."
"Perhaps indeed," Poppywish said, "and you could always ask him yourself. He pretends he's not fussed with any of the interpersonal 'drama' of the clan, but he's lonely. He's just too proud to admit it. And, I think it would do him good to actually make a friend. He's a good listener, you know. If you ever want to talk about what happened in GraveClan."
"I doubt it would interest him all that much," Fallowstep chuckled again, but this time there was no humour behind it, "I doubt many would. I'm aware it's all a bit trivial in the grand scheme of things but I..." he sighed, sounding miserable. Poppywish gave him what he hoped passed for a sympathetic look, twitching an ear in his direction.
"You know, I'm not such a bad listener myself." Fallowstep hesitated for a moment.
"When I was young... I made a bad decision. My mate was pregnant, and I was scared, and I left. We came back to each other eventually but I... I wasn't a part of the kit's life. She allowed me to tell them when they were old enough to understand but they... didn't really want anything to do with me. One of them passed away before I even got the chance to know her. When Hawkeyes and I decided to have kits, I wanted to be better. I wanted to be there for them, be a father, and then GraveClan disintegrated and I don't know where Ravencall or the kits are now. So, I suppose the universe just thinks I should stop trying to be a dad altogether."
"I see," Poppywish said, "a series of unfortunate events indeed. But... if I can offer some advice? It's hard now and you're grieving for what could have been, but this is not GraveClan. This is a fresh start for you, if you're willing to take it. Just look at Sleetstar, she might as well be the very definition of starting again. Even if you believe in fate, in destiny, there are still the blank spots where you can reach out and grab your future, twist and pull and direct it anyway you like. This may seem like the end of the story, but it's only the end of the chapter."
"Profound," Fallowstep was looking at him with gratitude in his blue eyes, "thank you, Poppywish. And I know this hasn't been easy on Hawkeyes either. He's done so much for me. For us. Really, he's been carrying this relationship."
"Howlingeye took me up to a spot above the waterfall, about two miles south-east of the camp. It's rather romantic." Fallowstep grinned at Poppywish.
"Thank you for the advice. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

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` servings consumed
3/3 - 1 bird
` clan events
added fallowstep & hawkeyes from graveclan readopt
viridianpaw attempts her warrior assessment
poppywish searches for herbs
brackenstrike, minkfur and thunderjaw patrol
sleetstar and summitsky hunt together
splitface, hollyfeather, bearears, howlingeye and hawkeyes hunt
sleetstar requests a deputy

` leader
`` sleetstar | 50 moons | ♀ | ✦

` deputy
`` name | age | ♀/♂ | ✦

` medicine cat
`` poppywish | 41 moons | ♂ | ✦
` medicine cat apprentice
`` name | age | ♀/♂ | ✦

` warriors
`` summitsky | 53 moons | ♂ | ✦
`` hollyfeather | 28 moons | ♀ | ✦
`` thunderjaw | 48 moons | ♂ | ✦
`` howlingeye | 31 moons | ♂ | ✦
`` brackenstrike | 59 moons | ♀ | ✦
`` splitface | 56 moons | ♀ | ✦
`` bearears | 23 moons | ♀ | ✦
`` minkfur | 46 moons | ♀ | ✦
`` fallowstep | 48 moons | ♂ | ✦
`` hawkeyes | 53 moons | ♂ | ✦

` apprentices
`` viridianpaw | 15 moons | ♀ | ✦

` queens and kits
`` name | age | ♀/♂ | ✦
↪ kit names

` elders
`` name | age | ♀/♂ | ✦

My gallery · by **hazilnut** » Thu Feb 14, 2019 5:34 pm

► Newleaf ◄

🌧

The rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain but the rain over the clans obeys now such limits. A few optimistic souls point to the occasional breaks of sunlight as the heralds of drier days to come but now, in the midst of the storm, its sometimes hard to remember what dry even felt like. Still, the optimists may be deserving of more credit than the average laycat would be willing to give them. The rainy season is starting to wind down.

[Moorclan] [Fireclan / Deathclan] [Robinclan] [Eagleclan] [The Empire Of The Gods] [Springclan] [Beachclan] [Winterclan] [Brookclan] [Darkclan] [Pipistrelleclan] [Moonclan] [Voidclan] [Shaded Skies] [Isle of Pagtuklas] [Mirageclan] [Strawclan]

Galipaygo wrote:
Fireclan/ Deathclan

[Blazepool gathers herbs]
[Valleyglow uses one goldenrod on Galestep]
[Boulderpaw - 1 moons]
[Smokewhisker speaks with Hollowkit]
[Pebbletip speaks with Birchfur]
[Forgottennose trains Shadowpaw in climbing]
[Coltsface trains Blackpaw in swimming]
[Slitear trains Cherrypaw in swimming]
[Lavendernose trains Aspenpaw in advanced climbing]
[Sweetpatch trains Paperpaw in combat]
[Valleyglow trains Pinepaw in advanced herbal application]
[Lionheart trains Fuzzypaw in advanced combat]
[Ambereyes trains Marigoldpaw in hunting]
[Birchfur trains Nimbuspaw in hunting]
[Brindlestripe trains Snowpaw in fishing]
[Reedtail trains Icepaw in combat]
[Cloudstride trains Ebonypaw in climbing]
[Coaljaw trains Summitpaw in hunting]
[Rippleface trains Rosinpaw in swimming]
[Brightheart trains Saltpaw in fishing]
[Puddlefoot trains Mudpaw in hunting]
[Burnettface trains Goosepaw in hunting]
[Sandsweep trains Flintpaw in climbing]
[Emberfoot trains Oceanpaw in climbing]
[Daisypatch trains Halfpaw in combat]
[Ashfur trains Beepaw in swimming]
[Pebblepaw is named Pebbletip and made into a therapist]
[Galepaw is named Galestep and made into a warrior]
[Nightpaw is named Nightwing and made into a warrior]
[Lunarpaw is named Lunarshine and made into a warrior]
[Smokepaw is named Smokefoot and made into a warrior]
[Greystar and Jaggedear evaluate Stillpaw]
[Greystar and Tatteredpelt evaluate Poppypaw]
[Greystar and Willowfern evaluate Ravenpaw]
[Greystar and Snowheart evaluate Firpaw]
[Greystar and Riverstripe evaluate Oakpaw]
[Greystar and Firestripe evaluate Brightpaw]
[Galestep, Nightwing, Lunarshine, Smokefoot, Goldenflower, and Lavenderfoot hunt]
[___ hunt]
[Greystar, Snowtrail, Quailcloud, Willowshade, Silvertail, and Littleheart go to find the badgers]
[___ patrol the boarders]
[Sunsplash, Honeygaze, Daisypatch, and Halfpaw watch the kits for the moon]
[Brindlestripe and Sweetpatch go on a romantic walk]
[Healer actions here]
[Barkstar, Hemlockface, and Crabjaw patrol the boarders]
[Thief actions here]
[Fighter actions here]
[Tigerfang trains Lobsterpaw in combat]
[Crowfeather and Robinfur watch the kits]
[Tawnypelt tries to sneak her kits to Fireclan]*

► Blazepool gathers x1 mallow leaves, x1 ivy leaves & x1 alder bark
► Shadowpaw learns climbing
► Blackpaw fails swimming
► Cherrypaw learns swimming but gets scratched up by the debris and needs x1 dock leaves
► Aspenpaw fails advanced climbing
► Paperpaw learns combat
► Pinepaw learns advanced herbal application
► Fuzzypaw learns advanced combat
► Marigoldpaw fails hunting
► Nimbuspaw fails hunting
► Snowpaw learns fishing
► Icepaw learns combat
► Ebonypaw learns climbing but gets a black eye and needs x1 willow bark
► Summitpaw learns hunting
► Rosinpaw learns swimming
► Saltpaw fails fishing
► Mudpaw learns hunting
► Goosepaw learns hunting
► Flintpaw fails climbing
► Oceanpaw learns hunting instead of climbing
► Halfpaw learns combat but shows signs of a chest infection and needs x1 juniper berries
► Beepaw mutates swimming
► Stillpaw passes her assessment
► Poppypaw fails her assessment
► Ravenpaw passes his assessment
► Firpaw fails his assessment and fractures his tailbone. He will need x1 broom, x1 rush, x1 elder leaves & 3 moons of rest.
► Oakpaw passes his assessment
► Brightpaw passes her assessment
► Galestep's patrol catches x1 minnow, x1 small fish & x1 bird
► Greystar's patrol is victorious in driving the badger away from Fireclan territory. While no one was killed Greystar, Littleheart & Goldenflower received minor scratches. In total the group needs x1 wild garlic & x2 goldenrod.
► The nursery feels quiet with so few kits, but Hollowkit has noticeably perked up and is happy to occupy the others' time
► Sweetpatch is now pregnant. She is due in 2 moons.
► Barkstar's patrol finds a queen
► Lobsterpaw fails combat
► The badger that Fireclan drove away charges through the nursery in its rush to get away from the clan. The kits and queens desperately need x1 broom & x2 comfrey to treat an assortment of wounds. Thankfully the badger has no intention of bothering any more cats so Deathclan should be safe from that threat.
► Tawnypelt is only able to sneak 2 of her kits to Fireclan (or 1 + herself). The clan is suspicious but so far they can't prove anything.

crutchie_ wrote:

This town ain't big enough for the both of us --

The Outlaws are an enigmatic group living in the wild hills of California. Their territory lies a stone's throw from an abandoned boomtown, though twolegs sometimes show up to reclaim their nests. One notable characteristic of these cats are their total disregard for civil disputes. If you pick a fight with any of them, they will fight hard and they will fight dirty. The only sort of code they follow is to respect their leader and that the punishment will always fit the crime. Justice is harsh but it is necessary. However despite their ruthless nature, the cats have an impenetrable loyalty to one another.

Another detail that sets these cats apart is their disbelief in Starclan. They don't worship any ancestors and instead connect with the Earth itself through the Sapphire Caves, an abandoned mine that serves as a spiritual site for the leaders and medics.

PREY:
- Mice
- Hare
- Mole
- Snakes
- Birds
- Shrew

RANKS:
Leader > The one authority figure that the Outlaws actually respect. It can be a daunting position to hold since the power it has is envied by all.
Deputy > The second in command. Not as respected but is tolerated enough.
Medic > Medicine Cat

Rangers > The warriors of the clan. Known for their strength and stealth, as well as their short tempers.

Apprentices
Dames > Queens
Kits
Elders

► The Outlaws have been founded
► Katrione will assign your mod

My gallery · by **birdercrow** » Thu Feb 14, 2019 5:58 pm

birdercrow wrote:

T R A D I T I O N xI S x T I M E L E S S
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The distant mountain realm of The Cherry Empire is secluded and hidden from its neighbors. The cats of the Empire are noble, close-knit, and proud, but as unique, deep, and varied as the land in which they live. Mist falls like rain over the valley of The Empire, and in the trees and deepest grottos, the mist seems to whisper and sing as it sifts through the needles, and over the stones and high rocks which house an ancient order long preceding any living cat.

Over a hundred years ago the Empire met its end in a volcanic eruption, when the very mountains that protected them became their captor, condemning them to doom. A handful of scattered survivors - outside the valley when it happened - remained, and have kept the culture alive for generations: passed from parent to child as their heritage. Now a century later, a cat and her mate has resurrected this ancient order and restored its ways and traditions to the land.

ranks.
Emperor or Emperess: The supreme leader of the empire. Only one, the direct heir of the former emperor, has nine lives. Their mate enjoys special responsibilities and a lot of respect.
Advisor: The second-in-command. Almost always previously a warrior, very skilled in the art of very and incredibly smart in terms of strategy and other such duties. Relied upon by the Emperor or Emperess to make sound decisions, but the Advisor will never become Emperor unless the current regent has no remaining heir or family members fit to inherit the throne.
Princes and Princesses: Heirs to the throne. Only the firstborn are considered eligible.
The High Council: Four cats that represent the very top of their class in The Empire’s culture. They are treated with respect and are directly in charge of assigning those they precede over to various tasks.
Shadows: A normal rank in the Empire. The scouts and sentries of the Elpire, they carry messages, act as envoys, and earn the Empire of danger, often running ahead of patrols to clear the way and sometimes sleeping in the forest to make sure the borders are secured even at night.
Tigers: The warriors of the clan, Tigers go to battle and fend off threats from the empire. Their training is entirely based off of strength and personal honor.
Rivers: The Empire’s Lore-keepers, wisefolk, and healers. Rivers are respected for their knowledge and wisdom, and the opinion of one may be valued above another cat of the same rank. They keep the culture, commune with spirits, and enforce tradition, all the while making sure the empire is healthy and happy.
Weasels: The Empire’s hunters. They must be nimble, quick, and fast on their feet, with being solely responsible for the food-gathering of the empire. They know which animals are scared and which are not, and often smell of the forest.
Apprentices: Normal clan hierarchy.
Queens: Normal clan hierarchy.
Kits: Normal clan hierarchy.
Elders: Normal clan hierarchy.

Unsure if this was accidentally skipped over or not ^^;

My gallery · by **Kazin** » Fri Feb 15, 2019 5:28 am

Number of Cats: 042 | 22 ♂ | 20 ♀ | 8 servings needed next serving needed at 49

The night was warmer than usual. Perhaps it would be a good night to leave... yes, it was a good night to leave. For the greater good of a clan. Was that not the purpose of a medicine cat; to heal the clan? Yes. That was exactly what he was doing. Nettleblaze kept repeating this mantra as he made his way to the Moonpool - a place he had only been once before, but he felt his paws would carry him there. It was a happy memory, watching Timberleaf get accepted by Starclan as a full medicine cat... he was happy to have been able to share that moment with the young apprentice of his. He would certainly serve the clan well. Better than Nettleblaze could have done when, at least while he was alive. This was the ultimate repayment for all the clan had done for him. For all Scorchstar had done for him. For all the memories Timberleaf had given him. The Moonpool was close now, and Nettleblaze steeled himself for a moment, closing his eyes and breathing in the sharp Newleaf air. It was a good night. He nodded to himself, whispering a thanks to Starclan for all that he had... "And Peachfrost," he mumbled, his chest tightening. "I'll see you soon. I miss you more than anything," he continued, gritting his teeth. There was a lot he would be leaving behind, but even more to gain.

Slowly, silently, he made his way into the cave. The Moonpool was dark, so different from how it should have been. It was eerie. But Nettleblaze didn't feel fear - only a deafening calm. He would be with his sister soon. He would save his beloved clan. It was like a mantra being chanted in his head, protecting him from the darker thoughts of fear that threatened to make him turn tail and run. It wasn't easy, but he could do it. For all the cats that had shown him kindness, given him a place to live, a place to call home for so long. He ignored the silhouettes of cats he had once known, each reaching out with a dark shadowy paw, as if beckoning him forward. As he reached the dark waters, he closed his eyes once more, ready for what he would have to do. He would show no fear. These beings could only feed on fear, and he would not give it to them. He was sure that with this sacrifice, the hope he brought would get rid of these... things, forever. He would keep his loved ones safe. "Goodbye," he whispered, setting his nose into the cold, dark water. Everything was dark. It would stay dark.
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"Timberleaf! Hey! Are you alright?!" Slatefang was the first to find the medicine cat. He was sitting by himself, dawn barely approaching, watching the forest with a dull look on his face. He was outside the camp, in the small clearing next to the abandoned Twoleg den, where deer would come pick fruit off the trees at dawn and dusk. He said nothing, barely hearing his best friend, hoping instead to hear the sounds of another cat in the forest. Slatefang sighed slightly, sitting down harshly nearby. "Deerleg said he just saw you leave while he was on guard duty. He got me because he figured I'd be able to find you," she continued, trying to look out where Timberleaf was looking. "What are you waiting for?" She asked after no response to her statements. Still nothing, but something in her brain seemed to click. "...wait. Where's Nettleblaze?" At the sound of his mentor's name, Timberleaf turned his head to Slatefang, his eyes full of grief. "Wha-" Slatefang began to talk, but was cut off by a silent shake of Timberleaf's head.

Burying his head into Slatefang's fur, Timberleaf shook slightly. The pair stayed this way for a while, until the medicine cat was able to compose himself enough to speak. Mumbling into Slatefang's fur, he explained what had happened. "Nettleblaze is gone. He said he knew how to defeat these shadows, and could only do it by... sacrificing himself. I've been waiting all night for him to return, but he hasn't. He isn't going to. He's in Starclan now." Slatefang froze, her eyes widening as she listened. "Gone," she whispered, feeling as numb as Timberleaf must. "Sacrifice," she said slowly, thinking. "But... he didn't die in vain. We can't honor Nettleblaze by moping. Come on, we have to tell my dad." She said all of this softly, gently nudging Timberleaf's side until he nodded reluctantly. "He was a great mentor, and a greater medicine cat than I will ever be," he whispered, taking once last glance into the forest before walking back into the camp, side by side, with Slatefang.
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The announcement was made right at dawn. Scorchstar was upset, still hurt over the loss of the previous cats, and the tone was somber. Yet, there was a certain hope in the air, an energetic charge that could be felt. Things could go back to normal. It was with great relief that the newcomers of the clan came together, quietly sharing their happiness that perhaps this was the right place. Their friendship would grow stronger than ever, and now they could get to know the other clan cats. Things seemed to especially be looking up for Argentfang and Turtlegaze - so caught up in the idea that this could be a safe place, Argentfang didn't even care that there were other cats around before blurting out to Turtlegaze that he wanted to be her mate. The she-cat rolled her eyes, but said they'd talk later, much to the amusement of the rest of the small gathering of cats.

Yes. While things were going to take a while to get back to normal, it was definitely looking up. Shiningclan was once again safe, at least for now. But they all had each other, each and every one of the clan cats, and they would all go to sleep thinking of Nettleblaze, saying a quick moment of thanks for him before falling asleep in their dens. Timberleaf would be visited by the older tom, sharing a new moment of mentoring with him, allowing himself to grieve for his lost mentor. But he would be strong for the clan, just as Nettleblaze had asked. It would be the right thing to do.
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New cats/rank up:
--> Maplecloud's kits are named: Ivykit, Rowankit, Peachkit, Seedkit, and Pikekit.
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Hunting/Patrols:
--> Hollyfoot, Daisypatch, Rabbitmask, Raventail, and Honeyflame hunt.
--> Turtlegaze, Snowflower, Firesong, Thornstrike, Sootstripe, and Birchstorm hunt.
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Training:
--> Hailpaw, Owlpaw, and Asterpaw train in hunting with Ferretclaw, Appleclaw, and Cricketheart.
--> Bramblepaw trains in swimming with Cherryheart.

Mates/Kits:
--> Turtlegaze and Argentfang become mates! They wish to try for kits.

Other:
--> ShiningClan consumes 3 small fish, a frog, and a mouse. [8 servings].
--> Nettleblaze has saved the clan, but paid the ultimate price...
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My gallery · by **amethyst14** » Fri Feb 15, 2019 8:45 am

Number of Cats: 1(2 Servings)
Toms: 0 Mollies: 1
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Pintolily crotches down as she slowly stalked forward. Pausing after every step as she knew how important it would be to stalk up on as much prey as possible before her kits arrived. Her survival would be their survival, the future of Forgottenclan rested on her shoulders. Sometimes though she wish she could have a little help but the warning was still fresh in her mind, don't trust any cat.

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[Hunting Patrol] Pintolily hunts.
[Prey] First moon of fasting.

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Leader:

Deputy:

Medicine Cat:

Medicine Cat Apprentice:

Warrior:

Apprentices:

Queens:
[2] Pintolily | 54 Moons | Molly | ☯

Kits:

Elders:

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Mouse | x0 | 1 servings
Small Fish | x0 | 2 servings
Squirrel | x0 | 2 servings
Robin | x0 | 2 servings
Pigeon | x0 | 3 servings
Big Fish | x0 | 3 servings
Total | 0 | 0 servings

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0|Alder Bark

Eases tooth pains.

0|Beech Leaves

To carry other herbs.

0|Bindweed

Fastens sticks to broken legs to keep them in place.

0|Blackberry Leaves

Eases the swelling of bee stings.

0|Borage Leaves

Produces more/better milk and to help fevers.

0|Broom

Makes poultices for broken legs and wounds.

0|Burdock Root

Heals/prevents the pain of infected rat bites.

0|Burnet

Stops minor bleeding and keeps strength up.

0|Catchweed

To stop poultices from rubbing off.

0|Catmint

For deadly greencough or whitecough.

0|Celandine

Soothes damaged eyes.

0|Chamomile

Strengthens the heart and soothes the mind.

0|Chervil

For infected wounds and bellyache.

0|Chickweed

Treats greencough.

0|Cobwebs

To soak up and stop (or slow) the bleeding.

0|Coltsfoot

Eases breathing or kitten-cough, cracked or sore pads.

0|Comfrey Root

Repairs broken bones or soothes wounds, or used for burns.

0|Daisy Leaf

Eases the pain of aching joints.

0|Dandelion

Soothe bee stings or as a painkiller.

0|Deadly Nightshade

Poison.

0|Deathberries

Poison, kills a cat.

0|Dock

Soothes scratches or sore pads.

0|Dried Oak Leaf

Stops infection from setting in.

0|Elder Leaves

Eases sprains.

0|Fennel

Helps pain in the hips.

0|Feverfew

For fever/chills or for headaches.

0|Foxglove Seeds

Cause paralysis and heart failure.

0|Goatweed

Eases anxiety and grief.

0|Goldenrod

Good for healing wounds.

0|Hawkweed

Like catmint but not as strong.

0|Holly Berry

Mild deathberry.

0|Honey

Helps sore throats and soothes coughing.

0|Horsetail

Treats infections and stops bleeding.

0|Ivy Leaf

To store other herbs.

0|Juniper Berries

Soothes bellyaches, gives strength,
and helps troubled breathing or for anxiety.

0|Lamb's Ear

Gives a cat strength.

0|Lavender

Cures fever and chills.

0|Lungwort

Cures yellowcough.

0|Mallow Leaf

Soothes belly ache.

0|Marigold

Stops infection, stops bleeding, used for inflammation of stiff joints.

0|Mint

Hides the scent of death.

0|Mousebile

Rid elders of ticks.

0|Parsley

Stop queen's milk production.

0|Poppy Seed

They can help a cat sleep, soothe shock or distress, or ease pain.

0|Ragwort Leaves

Treats aching joints and keeps a cat's strength up.

0|Raspberry Leaf

Ease pain and stop bleeding.

0|Rosemary

Hides the scent of death.

0|Rush

Helps hold a broken limb in place.

0|Sorrel

Build an appetite.

0|Stinging Nettle

Induces vomiting, or brings down swelling, or helps fight infection.

0|Sweet-Sedge

Eases infection.

0|Tansy

Cures coughs, cure wounds and poisons, stops cats from getting greencough.

0|Tormentil

Treating all wounds and extracting poison.

0|Thyme

Calms nervousness, anxiety, and cats who are in shock.

0|Water Hemlock

Causes writhing pain, and foaming at the mouth.

0|Watermint

Eases bellyaches.

0|Wild Garlic

Prevents infections.

0|Willow Bark

Eases pain.

0|Willow Leaf

Stops vomiting.

0|Wintergreen

Treats wounds and some poisons.

0|Yarrow

Induce vomiting or extracts poison from wounds.

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