stormly wrote:
xxxxxxxThe forest was quiet, well, occasionally a roar from one of the monsters would appear. Each time it managed to shock Rye, startle her in some way. Still, today was just one of those days; quiet. Rye managed her way to the thunderpath and stopped as soon as it caught her sight. She exhaled calmly and in a half second she dashed across the worn thunderpath and into another part of the forest. It was quiet once again. Rye hadn't talked today, maybe that was why it was so silent. She had no one to talk to so how could she. Her friend had passed last night. There was nothing to talk about right now anyways.
xxxxxxxIt is my time to go.
xxxxxxxThe leaves started to dance, celebrating the decent air. The sandy she-cat glanced at the sudden noise of rustling in the tall, tall trees. Her pace then started to increase as if she was running away from something. She had never traveled this fast and it almost excited her. Her friend was old and couldn't move as much as she could, Rye never minded. At this point she wasn't really thinking, just running and running until she couldn't catch up with her breath anymore. It took awhile until she finally stopped and laid against an old tree. It was rough and almost felt like thorns against her back which caused her to turn and get a view of the tree. It was different from all the other trees since it's bark had withered and all that was rest was dusty old wood. It was still pretty in Rye's green eyes which soon began to widen. There were so many tunnels, everywhere. A wave of realization washed over Rye. It was a camp, withered just like that tree.
xxxxxxxPlease don't be sad.
xxxxxxxThe adventurous she-cat wouldn't forgot the camp, but she just didn't want stay in one place for too long. Rye started to travel again and let her heart choose where she wanted to go. It led her to nightfall, a dimly lit cave, and a body of water you could see the moon in. Her curiosity got the best of her because she immediately pranced to that little pool and laid beside it. She lapped up a few drinks before making a face of disgust. She would never be able to describe that taste but she wouldn't praise it as a good thing either. Rye didn't even have two seconds to react because she had slipped into a deep sleep that not even she had noticed.
xxxxxxxI lived a long life and so will you.
xxxxxxx"Hello?" she spoke, her voice trembling. It was light and welcoming around her but she couldn't help but feel scared. Don't worry my little Rye. A voice came before her and soon a figure did too. It was her friend, Bumblebelly. She now looked younger and full of life. Rye wanted to speak, still, nothing escaped her mouth. Eight other figures began to appear, four she couldn't recognize.
xxxxxxxA beautiful she-cat appeared before Rye. Her mask appeared as if it was kissed by the sun. I am Poppystar. Her voice is soft and Rye can't help but think she seems sad. Poppystar's nose laid on her head, the former leader was now smiling. With this life I give you ambition. Use it well to start your new journey.
xxxxxxxA tom now makes it's way to Rye and she notices who it is, her father, Mud. With this life I give you strength. Use it well for fighting for your clan.
xxxxxxxHer mother, Abigail. With this life I give you forgiveness. Use it well to clear your worrying mind.
xxxxxxxA small kit now prances to her. He talks of how he died young but gets sidetracked and starts to speak of a time where he would sneak out of camp and play in the meadow. Rye bows for the kit, Graykit, for him to reach. With this life I give you happiness. Use it well to brighten you and your clan's days.
xxxxxxxHer sister, Marigold. With this life I give you friendship. Use it well in your new home.
xxxxxxxA deputy named Ashenstorm who claims to be Bumblebelly's mate. He's stern and you can sense pride when he speaks. With this life I give you responsibility. Use it well to lead your clan.
xxxxxxxA silly foe, Raven. With this life I give you mercy. Use it well to learn that not even the greatest win.
xxxxxxxA medicine cat, Mosspelt. With this life I give you humor. Use it well for making even the saddest smile.
xxxxxxxBumblebelly. She smiles but she too seems sad. She looks as if she wants to say something but she doesn't. Her eyes gleam as she looks at Rye, and she finally places her nose on the other she-cat's head. With this life I give you mother's love. Use it well to take care of everyone around you.
xxxxxxxBumblebelly steps back and it is Poppystar who starts to speak again. I hail you by your new name, Ryestar. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of Morningclan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the Warrior Code; live each life with pride and dignity. In the end everyone spoke and it felt like echos bouncing off of a cave's walls.[ Ryestar wishes for a clanmate ]
Galipaygo wrote:Fireclan
The sun shines through the trees and trickles down to brush the fur of the cats that lay in the darkness of their dens. Timberstar flicks his ears and opens his eyes lightly to see the sun shining through. He blinks a few times, tired, then stretches and begins to sit up. As he rises from his stretch he shakes of the bedding that still clung to his fur. He drug himself out of his den and looked around the quiet clearing. He sat down to groom himself until he heard rustling from a den nearby. He perked his ears and looked at the den. There was silence. He stared for a moment longer before going back to grooming himself. Then he heard it again. He stood up and stared at the den again. What was making the sounds? Then he glanced over at the fresh-kill pile. A bird was all that sat there. He then remembered the warrior he came across yesterday. Birchfur... "Birchfur, good morning." Timberstar called to the she-cat. Birchfur nodded at the leader and padded out of the camp entrace.
Birchfur hunts alone
Timberstar patrols the boarders
Phina D Wolf wrote:
Sweetstar began his trek to the Moonpool dispiritedly, his paws dragging through the grass. Surely StarClan would send him a deputy soon. Surely there was a purpose in the delay. As he padded through the tall grass, his gaze fixed on the trail in front of him, he began to hear voices, drifting through the misty morning air. Quickening his pace, he began to lope, his eager ears searching for the source of the voices. Breaking into a small clearing, he spotted two ginger cats, one male, one female, in a heated debate.
“No you idiot, I am not trying to poison you.” the female insisted, attempting to wrap a cobweb around the foreleg of the other, which had a small but bloody scratch on it.
“Why else would you be trying to shove a spider into an open wound?!?” The tom protested, shaking his paw vigorously and attempting to back away, only to be followed determinedly by the she-cat.
“I keep telling you, it wasn’t a spider! It was a speck of dirt, and I brushed it off before I even tried to put the cobweb on you. Now stop being a big baby and get over here!”
The tom tried to turn and flee, but slammed face first into a bemused Sweetstar, who’s stumbled slightly before regaining his footing. “Woah there!” the leader cried, holding up a paw to stay the cat, “Who are you two? And why are you refusing medical help?”
Obviously flustered, the tom cleared his throat, “Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He looked at the leader a moment before starting, “You! I knew it! See, I told you I wasn’t crazy Velvetflicker, this is him! We are in the right place!”
Huffing, the female examined Sweetstar momentarily, “He looks nothing like what you described to me, Maplestrike.” she said, shaking her head.
“No, no see? Grey and white, looks like he could still be an apprentice….” Maplestrike trailed off, realizing what he had just said, “Oh, um, I mean…”
Sweetstar chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, “No, no, you’re right.” he agreed, “I do have that issue. It makes me easy to identify though. Why were you looking for me?”
“Well, you see," the tom began, "StarClan visited me a week or so ago and told me to come here. I was on my own at the time, but StarClan said not to join you until I could find Velvetflicker here. They said that our clan needs to grow quickly, to withstand trials to come, whatever that means. Neither Velvetflicker nor I can remember if they said anything specific about these trials, but starting a new clan is hard, so who knows.”
Velvetflicker nodded in agreement, “Yea, I haven’t had any dreams from StarClan in a while yet. Last I heard, I wouldn’t until I found a new clan. I’m hoping that you’ll let me join you.”
“Of course!” Sweetstar said, beaming, “I would be honored to have you in my clan as my medicine cat and my Deputy. Follow me, our camp is this way.”
The three quickly traversed the easy terrain back to camp, hopping the stream twice as they went, Sweetstar giving them a brief summary of the territory and a few potential dens he had spotted in the camp. “There’s a den near the edge of camp with a sandstone wall that the stream runs through that I’ve been clearing out, thinking that it could make a good medicine cat den.” He said, turning his head to speak to them as they entered the little clearing that was the camp, “And over here, next to my den, is another den that I’ve been clearing out, you could use that one Maplestrike.”
Quickly inspecting their new homes, the two returned, grinning, “This is perfect!” Maplestrike meowed, grinning, “Tons of space and great weather. I can’t wait for more cats to get here.”
“Actually, I was on my way to the moon pool when I met you two.” Sweetstar admitted, “If you don’t mind, I think I’ll go there now to see if StarClan will grant us another member.”
“Good idea.” Velvetflicker agreed, “And I’ll go hunt down some herbs so that we’re ready if something happens.”
“And I can go hunting.” Maplestrike offered, “It looks like we’re a bit low on food.”
“Perfect!” Sweetstar exclaimed, grinning, “I’ll see you all back here tonight then."
[Sweetstar goes to the Moonpool]
[Maplestrike goes hunting]
[Velvetflicker searches for herbs]
Zmija's Folly wrote:
Bearmask watched the silver tabby slink across the cave's cool floor, tail dragging, head held low. The icy blue gaze of Bearmask rolled upward as he watched Tumbleweed drag his paws to the fresh-kill pile and pick up the remains of a rabbit others had recently dug into. The massive white tom kept his eyes on Tumbleweed as he crept back into the nursery.
We get it, your kits died. Grow up. Bearmask's thoughts were nothing short of cruel - he cared nothing for the feelings of Tumbleweed and his pathetic mate.
A moon had passed and Cobweb was still in the nursery, mourning the loss of her two kits who she'd named Coalkit and Nightkit. The clan had spared the couple a day but they needed to get on with their lives or else the clan would suffer for it. Snowstar, in all her poor judgement had left Cobweb where she was to quietly suffer. Bearmask's claws slid onto the cool floor at the mere thought of the dreadful leader of Frostclan.
With Tumbleweed's tail vanishing into the nursery Bearmask was finally able to turn away from the sad sight. His gaze then landed on his next target - Mousewillow and her apprentice, Burrpaw. The large white tom beckoned the apprentice over with his tail when he got a glance. Burrpaw trotted over and rolled his eyes, "What, Bearmask?" the apprentice snapped, lacking any sense of empathy.
Bearmask chuckled, "Woah there, kit, easy. I just wanted to ask how Cobweb was doing."
Burrpaw stared into Bearmask's eyes, his own gaze heavy with doubt, "You want to know about Cobweb?" When Bearmask finally allowed a small nod the apprentice continued, "Well, she's a queen who lost not just two kits but her whole liter. So obviously not great."
"She's still not better?" Bearmask scoffed, watching the apprentice's reactions closely, "Pathetic."
The small apprentice scoffed in return, "I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that she needs to get over it..."
Bearmask grinned - just the answer he was looking for, "Kit, I think you and I have a lot more then just one opinion in common." the warrior offered a wink along with the comment.
Burrpaw's face scrunched up in confusion, "Um.. Okay. I have to go help my mentor now. Don't call me unless you actually need something, dirt-breath."
The apprentice hurried back to Mousewillow's side and got back to his duties. Bearmask turned around to find his own apprentice, Ashpaw, trotting toward him. Ashpaw already knew to agree to everything that Bearmask said, everything Bearmask ordered - she was molding perfectly - everything Bearmask needed. The tom watched a rather hostile exchange happen between Snowstar and Swiftleap before the she-cat stormed off into the wilds. With a chuckle and a flex of his claws Bearmask turned to Ashpaw. Time to get more training under her little paws.. this time, alone.
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frostclan consumes a duck and half a rabbit!
mousewillow & burrpaw go herb hunting
bearmask & ashpaw go training
timberfang, thornblossom & swiftleap go on a patrol
mothfrost, lightningwatcher, hawktuft, murkjaw & snowstar go hunting
after hunting snowstar visits to moonstone to ask for a random cat.
all apprentices stay in camp to avoid the high water levels (excluding ashpaw & burrpaw)
The Lion Queen wrote:Evergreenclan
Fawnstar took a deep, relaxing breath as he walked down to the moonpool. With one flick of his ear, he sat down in front of the pool and reached down to take a drink of the water, entering the realm of starclan. Starclan, I am Fawnstar of Evergreenclan. I ask for a deputy that can help me build and run my clan. he whispered, doing his best to keep the anxiety slowly pooling in his stomach down.
Dinolil1 wrote:MoorClanAll around him were 21 pairs of eyes and the blackness of the stream below. The silvery tabby sighed and turned to Fritillarystar, bidding her to do the unjust deed. ''I didn't kill Ternpaw.'' Nettlefang murmured, over the gurgle of water and the chirp of crickets. ''I was with Ravenflower and Robinstorm at the time; how could I possibly have done it?'' He urged, hoping that the dark molly would see some sense. In the crowd, Ravenflower squirmed uncomfortably at the mention of her name; the old molly had wanted to remain as invisible as possible and this association with Nettlefang would do her no favours.
Fritillarystar met his gaze, sharp and unwavering. For a long time she said nothing and the clan's eyes drifted to her; eyes that pleaded to her, asking if this cat that stood before them was really the killer of Ternpaw. ''Even if you didn't...'' She crooned. ''...remember Loach?'' She noticed the way he froze and knew that, whatever he said, Nettlefang most certainly did remember the sweet little brown and white molly. ''And Teasel? Reed? Little Minnow too?''
At this, Nettlefang's heart broke a little. He'd made some terrible choices, yes, but the silver tom had worked terribly hard to redeem himself and had not know just how badly it'd effected Fritillarystar all these moons ago. ''I-I'm sorry.'' He nearly choked on his words. ''I was foolish back then; can't you give me another chance, Fritillarystar, please.'' But his pleas went unheard, as Fritillarystar cast her gaze on the two mothers of Moorclan.
''Oakfeather, Nightclaw...as mothers, would you want this kitten-killer among your ranks?'' She urged, noting their head-shaking with solemnity. ''Dustfoot! As a father, would you like this tom eating the same prey as you?'' The Siamese tom immediately piped up with a loud 'No!' before pulling Beechkit and Elmkit closer to him. Soon the cries of 'No' were swept up in one giant storm, each cat chanting one after the other.
Nettlefang bowed under this outcry, staring at Fritillarystar in hopes that she'd find something in her heart that'd forgive him. But there was no chance, Fritillarystar had made up her mind and if he was being honest, Nettlefang did not blame her for this. Quietly, Nettlefang took one step closer to the gurgling stream and pondered it's depths. It appeared to creep closer and closer, engulfing him in dark and ice; Nettlefang felt his spirit drift and no more was he.
From the rocks, Robinstorm watched in silent horror as Nettlefang's body vanished under the surface. ''Oh Starclan, no.'' She whimpered, shaking her head. Beside her, the loners were watching on solemnly; not sharing her grief but understanding it. ''I'm sorry, Robin.'' mumbled Swift, nuzzling her shoulder comfortingly. Beside him was his sister, trembling with fury at this travesty of justice and unsheathing needle-sharp claws. Avocet despised liars and she hated Fritillarystar especially for hurting dear Robinstorm's feelings. ''I'm going to teach her a lesson.'' Avocet threatened, lashing her tail angrily. ''Avocet! Don't be rash.'' Lightning warned, glaring at her. ''There's far too many cats; if we just attack the leader, no doubt the others will attack us.''
''Lighting's right, Avocet.'' Swift replied sagely, watching the crowd disperse from the stream and enter the mossy-house. ''I doubt Robin would wanna lose you, right Robin?'' He added, turning to Robinstorm. The tortoiseshell looked furious, and she slowly turned to Avocet. ''We'll attack, all of us together.'' Robinstorm smiled darkly. ''Fritillarystar's got a few enemies in MoorClan; Bramblefur, Braircloud and Lizard all don't believe that Nettlefang was guilty.'' She explained. ''Maybe Dustfoot, although I'm not sure.'' With a pause, Robinstorm stared at the MoorClan camp and frowned determinedly. ''But I know we've got to attack; Lightning, Avocet, Swift...are you with me?''
Avocet nodded eagerly, champing at the bit for a battle of justice. But Swift and Lightning appeared uncertain, pawing the grass thoughtfully. ''I-I don't know...what if we lose, Robin?'' Swift murmured. ''I'll lose you!'' Robinstorm heard this and nodded sternly. ''That's a sacrifice I'm willing to make, Swift, And I'm not asking you to die.'' She explained, turning slowly to a silent Lightning.
To the surprise of the trio, Lightning was nodding. ''We cannot let injustice run rampage; it must be destroyed before it takes root in the minds of innocent cats.'' The fluffy white tom concluded his speech with a faint nod, staring unto a cowardly Swift. ''I...I'll come.'' The black tom mumbled, afraid and uncertain. ''I'll fight along side you, Robin.''
Lizard couldn't sleep, staring at the waxy moon and wondering when he'd be freed from the rank of prisoner. With the death of Nettlefang, he'd expected a pardon of sorts from Fritillarystar and when that didn't happen, the tom couldn't help but wonder if she'd forgotten all about him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could sense movement and instinctively, Lizard froze rigidly with terror. ''W-who's out there?'' He mumbled, hearing the soft thump of heavy paw-falls. ''It's just me, Snailstep.'' The paw-steps replied, the moonlight illuminating his shaggy pelt and the young kitten that stood between his large paws. ''And I just saved this young tom's life.'' He lied, gazing down at Hazelkit. ''Oh! Oakfeather will be pleased.'' Lizard replied shyly, scrambling to his paws.
''Should I wake the others up?'' The tabby offered, staring at Hazelkit. Where his bright green eyes had been was a long pink scar and white fur all around it. ''Oh yes, please do.'' murmured Snailstep, smirking as all the pieces fit together at last.
Hazelkit's family were in the nursery, reveling in the return of their eldest son. ''You're a hero!'' cheered Elmkit, grinning up at Snailstep. ''Thank you, I only wish I could've saved his sight as well.'' the shaggy tom sighed wistfully, turning to a proud Fritillarystar. ''Nevertheless Snailstep, Oakfeather's indebted to you.'' She replied, dipping her head solemnly. ''And nevermore have I seen another so determined to bring a traitor to justice.'' The tortoiseshell added, blind to his selfish wanderings and assuming he'd been on a prowl for Nettlefang. The clan quietly murmured in agreement, eyes shining with pride and admiration. ''As a reward, I bid thee deputy; for what's better than a just deputy who'd be willing to take on the mantle of leader after I die?''
This announcement was met with horror by Dawnpool, who gawked at Fritillarystar in mortification. ''But I'm deputy!'' She hissed, glaring at Snailstep. ''I'm sorry Dawnpool, but she's made her decision.'' crooned Snailstep. ''And leader's word is law.'' Fritillarystar smiled at Snailstep, before turning to Dawnpool. ''I'm sorry but the day I made you deputy was a mistake, I did it out of nothing but superficial love.'' She explained, watching the beautiful molly sulk off with Hollytail in tow.
The loners prepare for attack
Hollytail and Dawnpool leave to plot revenge
Fritillarystar goes to the lightning tree to ask Starclan for a warrior as Robinstorm's been missing for too long
oceanz wrote:my clan is called autumnclan. autumnclan is located deep in a forest populated mainly by pine trees. there a small lake that separates autumnclan's territory and a small town of two-leggeds. the clan feeds mainly off of mice, voles, fish and on occasions even frogs. their camp is sheltered by various bushes and stable/secure, fallen trees. besides two-leggeds and on rare occasions dogs, autumnclan's only problems are the occasional fox and floods. autumnclan is known for their kindness, they will never turn a hungry or shelter less cat away. for some, that is the clans weakness, being too trusting. however, for autmnclan they believe that it's one of their biggest strengths.
Medicine Storage wrote:
Stick | Distracts cats from pain. Recommended for queens giving birth. | x1
Honey | Soothes infections, is a great remedy for smoke-damaged or sore throats, helps cats swallow other concoctions, helps soothe coughing, and gives energy. | x1
Poppy Seeds | They can help a cat sleep, soothe shock or distress, or ease pain. Not recommended for nursing queens.| x3
Borage Leaves | It produces more and better milk. It also brings down fevers. | x1
Stinging Nettle | Induces vomiting, or brings down swelling. Can be mixed with comfrey to help heal broken bones. Helps with wounds. Chewing the stems helps fight against infection.| x2
Ragwort Leaves | Treats aching joints and keeps a cat's strength up. | x1
Feverfew | Reduces body temperature for cats with fever or chills. Also heals aches and pains, especially good for headaches. | x1
Raspberry Leaves | Could possibly ease pain, or stop bleeding. | x1
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