Create A Clan- V.4

My gallery · by **ashton.** » Thu Aug 30, 2018 12:15 pm

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"Frigidstar!" Tawnyspark whispered frantically as she rushed into the leader's den. "Oh Frigidstar, they're planning something awful. You need to get out of here." The silver molly sighed, "Tawnyspark... no. I am so, so tired of hiding. I won't do it anymore." "But you can save yourself," the younger pleaded. "I'll help you! Please, Frigidstar. Doesn't the peaceful life of a loner sound nice?" Shaking her head, the leader mewed more firmly, "I'm not going anywhere because I'm not welcome anywhere - that's how it's always been and always will be." Tawnyspark couldn't find any words. Why wouldn't she just try? What harm was there in trying? "There has to be someplace," she insisted. "No. Trust me," Frigidstar muttered. "The only other home I ever had would never, not in a thousand moons, let me return." The ginger's ears perked up. "What other home?" A small smile appeared across the silver tabby's face now that she had distracted Tawnyspark from the events unfolding. "You didn't know? I was a part of a rogue group. Ah, how I miss it. My father was the one in charge, so I got special privileges and things. It was a nice life, really, despite what Clan cats typically make rogue groups out to be." "If it was so great, why did you leave?" Frigidstar allowed herself a small sigh as she explained, "I didn't want to leave - I was forced to. But I don't want to get into that...." "Sorry," Tawnyspark mewed, turning her gaze to the ground. "You're fine, sweetheart. It's just - " She stopped abruptly, her eyes intent on something outside the den, her muscles tensing. Tawnyspark turned around and found her Clan-mates gathering in the center of the camp. The fur along her spine rose and she turned to her former mentor with a hopeless glint in her eyes. "Frigidstar..." she whimpered. "You need to go. They can't find you in here." "But Frigidstar, I won't let you just die!" "Tawnyspark, listen to me," the silver tabby's pale green eyes stared into the amber ones across from her, pleading. "Just let it happen. This is StarClan's will, I know it. I have trained you to be a great leader one day, and there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that that you will be. There's nothing left for me to do here. I've lived my life to its fullest, Tawny. Go live yours. Don't worry about me, alright?" She smiled, a tear sliding down her cheek. Tawnyspark's throat closed up and the tears brimming in her own eyes began to fall. A sob choked its way out of her as Frigidstar leaned forward to touch her nose to the younger molly's, just as she had done eight moons before when Tawnyspark was made her apprentice.

I just don't get it, Tawnyspark signed stiffly. There's nothing stopping us from leaving this place. Yeah, there's a few camp guards and stuff, but nothing we can't get past. There's nothing good here, it's all evil. Don't you see it, too? Blizzardstone didn't answer for a moment. They had been over this so many times now that she wondered how she still had the patience for it. The ginger could be so stubborn sometimes, and kept insisting that someway, somehow they could leave the rogues, but every time she brought it up, Blizzardstone reminded her of how vicious these rogues could be. StarClan, they slaughtered each other for entertainment. The Clan cats shouldn't put it past them to track down runaways. Tawny, stop it. You already know the answer. I'm not going to do this with you anymore. We're not going anywhere. We can't. Hurt evident in her amber eyes, Tawnyspark stared at her friend, searching for a retort to throw at her. I'm going to find a way, just you watch. If you don't want to come with me, then fine. I don't care. Flustered, she abruptly jumped to her paws and left the tree that they had been lying under. "There has to be some way..." she muttered under her breath. Silently she crept around to the other side of the mass of boulders that was Shadow's den, heading for the line of trees that marked the edge of the camp. She stopped and hid behind a bush when she noticed an approaching guard, making their rounds. She held her breath and cursed her heartbeat for being so loud as they passed, not taking notice of her, thank StarClan. The ginger remained there by the bush for a while longer, carefully studying the timing of when each of the four guards would pass by this spot. Should she make a mad dash for it now? Or would it be better to wait until it was dark? No, the guards would probably be on higher alert during the night.... As a guard once again passed, she had a bit more time to think. Now that the opportunity was actually right in front of her, she wasn't sure if she really wanted to do this on her own.... She had never been all alone before - and didn't want to admit it, but the idea was scary. Finally the guard was just out of sight - she needed to make up her mind now. Heart pounding violently against her ribcage, Tawnyspark took one deep breath, eyes glancing to her left and right to ensure that no one was coming, and then she ran. She breathed a curse when the bush rustled as she darted around it and when she stumbled on a loose stone. "StarClan, please," she begged in a whisper, hurrying to her paws. Her legs were so shaky, and she almost tripped again. She was so close, so close to the trees. Just a couple monster-lengths left. Almost there. Then she heard a pounding besides her own heartbeat - paws on the ground behind her, chasing. Only a few seconds later, the noise stopped and she felt claws sinking into her shoulders. With a yowl she fell, her pursuer pinning her to the ground. She couldn't move at all, they were far too strong for her. "That was pretty foolish of you," Shadow chuckled. "You won't want to do that again. I'm letting you off this time, but please, for your sake, trust me when I say that next time there will most certainly be consequences." "Just kill me now," the young molly sputtered, on the verge of sobbing. "I don't want anything to do with you rogues. I've had enough - I can't live like this. Please. Just do it." Then Shadow outright laughed. "Oh, you're a funny one. What makes you think I would kill you? - and just do away with everything I've planned? Didn't your parents explain things to you?" Tawnyspark's voice grew hoarser, "I don't want any part of your fox-hearted plan, you hear me? I'm not going to -" She let out a shrill yelp as the tom sank his long claws deeper into her flesh. "Can I ask you something?" his voice became grave now, a stark contrast to what it was before, as he leaned down so that his hot breath fanned Tawnyspark's ear, making her shiver. "You don't happen to know anyone by the name of Frigid, do you?" Tawnyspark's eyes had been squeezed shut but now they were wide open. Her heartbeat practically stopped. "Wh-what..?" How in StarClan's name did he know about Frigidstar? Shadow sheathed his claws and took a couple steps back to allow her to sit up. "I asked if you know a molly named Frigid. Silver tabby, pale green eyes, quite the temper -" "Yes," the ginger croaked, "y-yes, I knew her. But... I-I don't understand - why are you asking me this..?" Shadow gave a little smile. "When we found you and your family and the fighting ensued - remember? - I couldn't help but notice the certain techniques you employed when you fought. They were practically the same as Frigid's - and that can't be just coincidence because, you see, she was awfully stubborn - as you probably know - and didn't like being told how to do things, so she invented her own unique way of fighting. There was no doubt in my mind that she had trained you -" "B-But why is that so significant? How do you know her?" Tawnyspark cut in. "I'm her father." The ginger choked on her own air in shock, earning a chuckle from Shadow. "Well, there's certainly lots of things I should explain to you - why she left, for one. But -" he smiled, "- only if you swear to me you won't attempt to leave again." Tawnyspark was at a loss for words. Curiosity was eating her up, she was just itching to know more about Frigidstar before she became a Clan cat, more about this rogue group she had called her own, the life that she said she missed so much. But how could she miss something like this? Was it that things were better before she left? "Tawnyspark?" Shadow pressed. The molly gulped, frantically trying to decide what to do. Maybe her family was right. Maybe she should just give in. Maybe this was StarClan's will.... She took a deep breath. "Tell me everything."

"Hey," Coalstorm mewed, padding toward where Tawnystar was lying at the edge of the camp, "you alright?" "Yeah, yeah," the young leader was quick to answer. "Just... thinking." The deputy lay down beside her, gazing out the camp entrance and taking in the beauty of the new-leaf colors. "About what?" "Eh, nothing really. Oh, the trees really are beautiful aren't they? I love new-leaf," she sighed quietly, fidgeting with her paws. Coalstorm eyed the movement before turning toward the molly. "What? Something wrong?" "I could ask you the same thing. You seem troubled.... You can tell me anything, you know." Tawnystar laughed lightly, "I would hope so, you're my deputy." She hesitated before giving in, "Alright, alright.... Yeah, I'm, uh... I just can't help but think about when we lived with the rogues, everything we went through.... It plagues me - i-it's in my dreams every night, and sometimes out of the blue I can just hear his voice, and -" she shuddered, closing her eyes. She took a couple breaths before continuing, "I just can't seem to escape it. I don't know what to do...." Tawnystar trailed off as her throat began to tighten up. No, no, no, she can't cry right now, no way, she needs to be a strong leader, her Clan-mates can't see her like this - "Hey - hey," Coalstorm nudged her gently. "It's just me. Don't be afraid to cry. Everyone needs to get it out every now and then. It's not healthy to keep things inside all the time. You tend to do that, you know." The molly took a deep breath and quickly wiped the wetness from her cheeks. "Thanks, Coalstorm," she mewed, briefly touching her nose to his cheek. "Uh, hey, Tawny -" Lightfrost cut in suddenly, padding toward them from the warriors' den, but abruptly stopping in his tracks, "- oh, um, am I, uh, interrupting something..?" He glanced between the two, a small smile growing on his face. "Oh, n-no, no, no! You're fine! What do you need?" Tawnystar jumped to her paws and hurried toward her brother, her ears turning red. By now, Lightfrost had a huge grin on his face. "Are you sure? That looked like something to me - hey!" he exclaimed when she cuffed him on the ear.

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kitting: fernlight
patrol: coalstorm, sootstripe, cindermask, bearclaw, dapplefog, + wolfstep
hunting: lightfrost, blazethistle, sheila, dewfang, bramblespirit, + petalpaw
training: petalpaw
moonpool: tawnystar requests an apprentice

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briarwhisper
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Tawnystar | 31 | F | ❁
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★ [9/9]

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Coalstorm | 31 | M | ❁

ＭＥＤＩＣＩＮＥＣＡＴ：
Blizzardstone | 30 | F | ❁ | deaf

ＭＥＤＩＣＩＮＥＣＡＴＡＰＰＲＥＮＴＩＣＥ：
none

ＷＡＲＲＩＯＲＳ： [10]
Sootstripe | 36 | M | ❁
Lightfrost | 34 | M | ❁
Blazethistle | 34 | F | ❁
Cindermask | 43 | M | ❁
Sheila | 32 | F | ❁
Bearclaw | 31 | M | ❁
Dewfang | 43 | M | ❁
Dapplefog | 19 | F | ❁
Bramblespirit | 16 | F | ❁
Wolfstep | 36 | M | ❁

ＡＰＰＲＥＮＴＩＣＥＳ： [1]
Petalpaw | 12 | F | ❁

ＱＵＥＥＮＳ： [2]
Scarletdawn | 37 | F | ❁
Fernlight | 42 | F | ❁

ＫＩＴＳ： [3]
Goldenkit | 3 | M | ❁
Hazelkit | 3 | M | ❁
Ripplekit | 3 | F | ❁

ＥＬＤＥＲＳ： [0]

ＤＥＣＥＡＳＥＤＣＡＴＳ： [1]
Brackenkit | 0 | F | stillborn | ❁

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Honeydapple + ???
xx↪ Daisyskip, Foxpounce, Birchwing
Daisyskip + Crowstorm
xx↪ Lightfrost, Sootstripe (adopted), Tawnystar (adopted)
Appleheart (EchoClan) + Brindlecloud (EchoClan)
xx↪ Lavenderpool (EchoClan), Tawnystar
Briardusk (OceanClan) + Cloudtalon
xx↪ Darkfur (MoorClan), Burntcloud (RavenClan),
xx↪ Raindapple (Azgeda), Blizzardstone
Scarletdawn + ???
xx↪ Brackenkit, Goldenkit, Hazelkit, Ripplekit (adopted)
Fernlight + Dewfang
xx↪ expecting (due now)

My gallery · by **ghostmaker** » Thu Aug 30, 2018 1:27 pm

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during leaf-fall, it will start to get colder so the amount of prey you will catch will go down. the sun will start going
down earlier and this will continue into leafbare. kittings will become more difficult so make sure to stock up on
kitting herbs like fennel, chervil, ragwort leaves and raspberry leaves. predators are also more common. when a cat
is sent out on more than 2 patrols, they will contract whitecough or greencough, so beware.

main clans: shrubclan, geyserclan, chaparralclan, rabbitclan, whispering isles, charclan, cavernclan, reeding woods
second clans: lifeclan, vineclan

pm me your post if i missed you!!

previous replies:01 • 02 • 03 • 04 • 05 • 06 • 07 • 08 • 09 • 10 • 11

hunting patrols:
↠ combined, both of duskstrike's patrols catch x2 squirrels, x1 mouse, x1 vole, and x3 rabbits.

border patrols:
↠ both patrols are uneventful.

kitting/trying for kits:
↠ dapplewish is now expecting kits! she is due in 2 moons.

training:
↠ otterpaw successfully learns fighting.
↠ ashpaw successfully learns climbing.
↠ blossompaw successfully learns climbing.
↠ pouncepaw successfully learns climbing.

moonpool:
↠ starclan has sent clawstar a queen. she is due in 2 moons.

other:
↠ starclan mourns the loss of stripepaw but welcomes
her with open paws.

hunting patrols:
↠ mapleheart's patrol catches x1 squirrel and x1 rabbit.

border patrol:
↠ oakwhisker comes across a meek rogue on patrol.
they ask to join the clan.

herb hunting:
↠ alderleaf finds x1 cobweb and x1 stinging nettle.

training
↠ lilypaw successfully learns fighting, but is left
with a gash on her belly after berrypaw forgets
to sheathe his claws. she requires x1 cobweb
to help close the wound and prevent infection.
↠ berrypaw successfully learns fighting.

moonpool:
↠ starclan sends halfstar a warrior.

CavernClan

moonpool:
↠ starclan has granted fennelstar's request and has sent
him a wise deputy.

notes:
↠ remember to fill in your prey types so i know what to
give you when you start sending out hunting patrols! you
can find prey types listed under the prey section in how
to play.

hunting patrol:
↠ locuststar catches x1 rabbit.

moonpool:
↠ starclan grants locuststar's request for a hunter.

My gallery · by **vantablaque** » Thu Aug 30, 2018 2:56 pm

RedClan
Number of Cats: Six (6)

as the sun sets on redclan's territory, lionstar leaps atop the tree-structure to pray to starclan. he dips his head quietly as he requests an advisor - a cat with undying loyalty towards him and him alone, who'll follow him to the ends of this forest if need be. a cat who's not afraid to kill, if the situation deems it necessary.
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the next day seems to bring a large surprise. after the hunting patrol leaves, with reedfur and twigpaw to be out for an extended period of time due to training, crookedleaf darts past lionstar in a hurry, muttering something about kits. it takes him a moment before he realizes what's happening, and rushes to the queen's den after his medicine cat.

>> Lionstar asks StarClan for an Advisor
>> Petalfire, Reedfur, and Twigpaw go on a hunting patrol
>> Reedfur and Twigpaw train in climbing
>> Lilacstorm goes into labor. The father is unknown.

Leader:
Lionstar | 29 m | Tom | X
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

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

Deputy:
Reedfur | 25 m | FtM Trans | X

Medicine Cat:
Crookedleaf | 27 m | Molly | X

Warriors:
Petalfire | 25 m | Tom | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Apprentices:
Twigpaw | 10 m | Tom | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Queens:
Lilacstorm | 29 m | Molly | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

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

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

Ally Clans:
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Borders
North | Clan Name | Username
East | Clan Name | Username
South | Clan Name | Username
West | Clan Name | Username

Medicine Store
aloe vera | treats skin problems | x0
borage leaves | increases milk supply | x1
burdock root | cures infection | x0
catmint | greencough remedy | x1
celandine | strengthens weak eyes | x0
chervil | cures bellyaches | x0
cobweb | staunches blood flow | x2
coltsfoot | helps shortness of breath | x0
comfrey | mends broken bones | x0
daisy leaves | soothes aching joints | x0
dock | helps with scratches | x0
goldenrod | applied to open wounds | x0
honey | calms throat problems | x0
huckleberry | relieves muscle pain | x0
mouse bile | tick remover | x0
parsley | staunches milk flow | x0
poppy seeds | calms felids in shock | x0
raspberry leaves | numbs kitting pains | x0
stinging nettle | brings down swelling | x0
tansy | cures minor coughs | x0
thyme | calms anxious felids | x0
wild garlic | prevents infections | x1
yarrow | poison expeller | x0

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Hare | x1 | 3 servings
Rabbit | x0 | 2 servings
Mice | x3 | 1 servings
Small Birds | x2 | 3 servings
Squirrels | x0 | 2 servings
Ermines | x0 | 2 servings

Mentors:
Reedfur | Twigpaw | 2 | Hunting + Combat
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves

Deceased Cats:
Cat Name | Cause of Death
Cat Name | Cause of Death

Family:
Lilacstorm and ???? | Unborn; due now
Name and Name | Kits

My gallery · by **solyn** » Thu Aug 30, 2018 4:17 pm

𝔾ℝ𝕆𝕍𝔼ℂ𝕃𝔸ℕ !!
# of cats; 22 (♀: 11 / ♂: 11)
servings consumed; 5 servings
next moonpool visit; 28/08 onward

𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕠,
The wind was biting as Boulderpaw and Burrpaw scrambled together up the last of the rise, watching the water rush past them and tumble over the cliff with a deafening roar. Above the waterfall was the most difficult place to hunt, but neither of the young cats were too worried about the prospects of failing: they still had plenty of hours left in the Leaf-fall day, as they took turns stepping forward to add their chosen rocks to the pile of them that had slowly been amassing over the moons.
"That one's Flowershine's," Boulderpaw mewed confidently, reaching his nose forward to touch the stone in question. It was oddly shaped and looked almost like a rose, in the red clay-ish colour of some of the rocks found near the lakeside. Burrpaw chuckled, nudging his shoulder good naturedly. He shoved her back, and she laughed, before the pair of them looked at their rocks. "Do you think they'll be able to tell which ones are ours?" She asked, head tilting. Boulderpaw nudged her. "We're going to be fine. Now come on, we have some prey to catch."
They hunted for the better part of the day, but the afternoon sun was still high in the sky when they trotted back into camp, prey dangling from their jaws. Cats were crowding around Badgerstar and Maplefall, chattering excitedly, while their tails twined. They could hear the tom's rumbling purr from the entry to the camp. Burrpaw dropped her prey, distraught. "Badgerstar and Maplefall finally confessed and we missed it?" The clan swung on them, before Maplefall let out an excited squeal, dashing forward to twine around Boulderpaw.
"Oh, you did it! You passed your warrior assessments!"
"And you finally told him how you feel!" He was laughing, as he touched noses with his mentor, and then his leader. "Congratulations. You're a lucky cat to have Maplefall." Badgerstar let out a purr, tilting his head back so that Maplefall could nuzzles her head under his jaw. "Don't I know it. And congratulations to you. You passed, with flying colours." He let out a surprised squeak as Dustfang bowled past him to nuzzle both of his kits, with a deep, rumbling chuckle. "Oh, I'm so proud of you. You're finally warriors, my babies, all grown up."
"Don't smother them," Shadowtail laughed, appearing beside their father. She touched noses with both of them, stepping aside so that Dawnpaw and her brother could pay their congratulations, her tail kinked high over her back. The pair of fluffy apprentices noticed how close Shadowtail and Dustfang were standing, and they shared a sly look, before Harrierstreak, Flowershine and Longpaw were pushing their way in closer to them to congratulate them. Flintburr weaved around Burrpaw, touching noses with her and murmuring quiet praise, before Badgerstar's voice cut into the excitement:
"All cats gather beneath Highbranch!" He yowled, and the clan swiveled to attention. From the nursery, Hawkthorn and Acornstream appeared, shepherding their young kits out into the cool afternoon. "I, Badgerstar, leader of GroveClan, ask our ancestors in StarClan to look down on these two apprentices before you. They have trained hard to understand the way of the warrior code, and I couldn't commend them highly enough for their continued diligence, optimism and tenacity. Boulderpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and to protect and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do!" He purred, tail kinking, as Maplefall pressed in close to him on one side, and Burrpaw jostled his shoulder on the other. "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name! Boulderpaw, you will henceforth be known as Boulderflame. StarClan honours your warmth, compassion and ingenuity and we are all so honoured to welcome you as a full warrior of GroveClan." Cheers went up about the clan, raucous yowls of his new name, with Burrpaw and Dustfang shouting the loudest of all. As they died down, Badgerstar's ecstatic voice rose again:
"And Burrpaw! Do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and to protect and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"Of course I do!" She called back, with a rampant purr. Badgerstar beamed at her, before calling out: "Then by the powers of StarClan I also give you your warrior name. Burrpaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Burrcall. StarClan honours your wit, vivacity and charm. Welcome, as a full warrior of GroveClan." And now it was Boulderflame's turn to cheer louder than all others for his sister, as cats converged on them again to congratulate them.
"I hope sitting a silent vigil won't be too difficult," Lionheart purred, a good-natured teasing lilt to her voice. Flintburr swatted her flank with his tail and gruffly warned her to stop bullying his apprentice. She sweetly pointed out that was former apprentice now, and a ripple of laughter went around the throng of cats.
"You got such cool warrior names!" Duskpaw squeaked, bouncing around their paws, before the throng parted so that Badgerstar could make his way through. He rested his maw atop Boulderflame's head first, and he licked his shoulder, before he moved on to Burrcall, who did the same. "I'm proud of the both of you," Badgerstar purred, "congratulations on becoming the first littermates to complete your apprentice training."
"I'm so excited to be a warrior with you," Flowershine purred, wiggling her way in between her friends. Burrcall's rumbling purr made the cats laugh again, merriment high in the clan on a cool Leaf-fall evening. Slowly but surely, the throng began to disperse, cats splitting off to be with their friends, and allow the two new warriors to prepare for their vigil. Harrierstreak split away from the new warriors, ears pricking toward where Longpaw was sitting by himself, looking pensive. The young tom padded toward his friend, settling down next to him.
"It's exciting, isn't it," Longpaw asked, with a purr, and Harrierstreak nodded, shifting closer so that their shoulders could press together, transferring heat to keep them warm in the cool night. "You must be excited for them. I know they're your friends."
"They're good cats," Longpaw mewed, affirmatively, "fun, and full of life. I just can't help but wondering whether anyone will be excited for my warrior ceremony. I know Ashenstrike will be, because he mentored me, but... well. It feels odd, you know? They have family here, and friends, and I..."
"Don't?" Harrierstreak finished, and Longpaw shrugged, embarrassed. The brown and white tom purred, nudging his shoulder. "Well then what am I? I'm your friend, and I guarantee you I'll be cheering louder than anyone when you get your warrior name." Longpaw gave him a grateful smile, before he tentatively leaned across to groom a bit of misplaced chest fur back into place. Harrierstreak felt himself go warm. "What do you think my warrior name will be?" Longpaw asked as he settled back down, allowing Harrierstreak to groom his head and scruff, where his fur often got rumpled.
"Hm," he pretended to think hard about this, "Longlegs." His teasing got him a snort, and a clip around the ears from the spindly tom's tail, which made him chuckle and purr quite contentedly, as the pair of them looked out across the camp. There was so much cheer, and Harrierstreak felt happy, watching Mousepaw and Goldleaf sitting with Ashenstrike and Lionheart, the latter of whom was having a conversation with his sister that made her tiny chest puff up. She was sitting up straighter, and it looked like she was reciting something, to the pride of Goldleaf. Across camp, with Shadowtail, Hawkthorn and Acornstream were Badgerstar and Maplefall, laughing as Woodkit and Squirrelkit tumbled over their feet.
"What are you thinking about?" Longpaw asked, as Harrierstreak leaned into him, with a content sigh. "How lucky we are to have a family like this."

𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪,
"You're sure you'll be fine?" Acornstream's mew was nervous, as she watched her kits climb over Badgerstar's flanks. The young black tom laughed, stretching himself out to give them more of a platform to play on as their parents watched over him with an anxious curiosity. "Yeah, it'll be good fun! And good practice for when Maplefall and I have our kits."
"When are those kits coming?" Hawkthorn asked, as Acornstream nudged his shoulder. He gave her a look, amused, but acknowledging her silent command not to pry. Luckily, Badgerstar didn't seem to regard it as prying, as he playfully swatted Woodkit with his tail, making her harrumph indignantly, and pounce upon it. "After Leafbare sometime. Goldleaf is already stressing about the possibility of greencough, and we don't want to spread her resources too thin. Besides, I wouldn't want Maplefall to kit in Leafbare anyway if it was going to put her in danger."
"That sounds smart," Acornstream mewed, leaning forward to touch her nose to his forehead. "Thank you for your help, Badgerstar, it'll be nice to get out of the nursery for a bit. I've missed hunting with the rest of the clan." Hawkthorn purred, nuzzling her shoulder, before he crouched down to talk to his son. "You'll be good for Badgerstar, won't you?" Squirrelkit nodded with solemn, wide eyes, the way he was ought to do. Fondly, he let his kits touch noses with him, waiting for them to farewell their mother in the same way, before the two of them emerged into the light. Maplefall and Fawnrunner were waiting for them, the calico molly's tail kinked above her back.
"Ready to go?" she asked, garnering a laugh from Acornstream. "Am I ever. It's good to be back, if only for a day." Hawkthorn purred, nuzzling her side again. "It's good to have you back." Maplefall snorted, playfully standing on his foot. "As if you left her side for more than a second, Hawkthorn." The tom ducked his head bashfully as they laughed, gently jostling him with their shoulders. He shook his head in amusement, bounding forward, leaving the mollies to sprint after him into the early Leaf-fall sunlight.
He watched Acornstream weave through the trees, refreshed at the memory of light hitting her pelt, illuminating the golden-brown of her fur as she effortlessly cleared fallen logs and bounded neatly around particularly soggy patches of leaves on the forest floor. She and Fawnrunner were chatting amicably, as Maplefall streaked ahead, and Hawkthorn brought up the rear. She'd gotten quite close to Fawnrunner in the nursery, he'd noticed, as the younger molly had been in to see her niece and nephew while Acornstream had been rearing them.
"Hey," he called, tail raising as he skidded to a stop. The three she-cats also paused, turning to face him. He locked eyes with Acornstream, purring in a deep, rumbling manner, "what do you say we show these youngsters how to hunt, Acornstream? Whoever has the most prey at the end of the day owes the other the fattest fish in the lake." Maplefall and Fawnrunner exchanged grins, as Acornstream turned toward them with a sly smile.
"You're on," she purred, before brushing shoulders with her mate, the two of them splintering away from Maplefall and Fawnrunner to hunt down the best prey they could find.

★★★

Goldleaf had been staring at the herb storage for a long time now, and it was beginning to make Mousepaw a little nervous. She shifted from paw to paw, glancing outside into the camp, where Badgerstar was pretending to be, incidentally, a badger, for the kits to topple. As soon as Woodkit brushed his leg, he fell dramatically to the ground and writhed as the pair of them pounced onto him, nibbling at his ears and at his tail.
"Is something wrong?" She mewed to Goldleaf, drawing her attention back to her mentor, who turned to blink at her, before shaking her head and looking back at the storage. "Nothing particular. We're still not extremely well-outfitted, and I don't want to be caught off guard. Sure, this is the clan's first Leafbare with a medicine cat and they survived fine without me when it was just Badgerstar and Lionheart, but we have kits now to care for."
"We should get some more greencough herbs, then?" Mousepaw suggested, and Goldleaf let out an airy breath, with a nod. "That should be our priority, but with so little prey around we should be on the lookout for things to help with pain and wounds. It'll drive predators closer to the territory." Mousepaw shrank a little at that, and Goldleaf gently laid a tail over her shoulders to comfort her. The smaller molly let out a soft breath, before straightening up.
"Okay, so, um... catmint? By the lake again?"
"Yes, but we need to be careful. The rains are starting to fill it up, and it'll be more dangerous to go there during Leafbare when everything is frosted over."

★★★

Shadowtail let out a laugh as her apprentice was tackled into the dust by her brother. Dawnpaw gave an indignant squeal, paws battering the other one's tummy as he pinned her to the forest floor. Lionheart purred, smugly, and nudged Shadowtail's shoulder. The younger brown molly rolled her eyes and nudged her back, feeling a sense of odd pride swelling in her as Lionheart snorted and straightened up again as if they hadn't been fooling around just then.
"Okay, we get it," Shadowtail mewed, "you are the best mentor in the clan." The ginger molly rumbled out another purr, and Shadowtail took the time to marvel again at the fact she and Lionheart were somehow close enough for the normally stoic deputy to play around with her like that. "She is!" Duskpaw enthused, bounding neatly off of his sister, with his tail kinked above his back. The small ginger she-cat rolled to her feet, shaking out her pelt. "No way, Shadowtail is the best!"
"No, Lionheart!"
"Shadowtail!" And so the two went on and on, until Lionheart cleared her throat. Quickly, both young apprentices stood to attention, wide-eyed blinking directed at the deputy. "If you're quite done, I'm sure you'd like to learn another move." They both nodded, and Lionheart hummed her approval, before she began to instruct the pair of them on a new combat maneuver. Shadowtail of course joined in the demonstration, allowing Lionheart to pin her to demonstrate, before they swapped rolls and she pinned the deputy.
"Now you try!" She mewed, hopping backward to sit. Almost instantly, the two apprentices were upon each other, tussling with crows of triumph and indignant yowls whenever the other toppled them. It was quite an amusing scene, watching their clumsy battering, much like their play-fighting had been when they were kits. She turned to Lionheart to make a remark, only to find the ginger molly surprisingly absent. Frowning, she stood from her spot, and backed up a little, listening for any sign of her friend.
Carefully, she pushed through the bracken, keeping one ear out for the apprentices, to find her sniffing at some fur on a tree. It was ginger, like her own, if not a bit lighter. "What are you doing?" Shadowtail mewed, making Lionheart jump. She shook her head, fixing Shadowtail with a tight smile that the brown tabby knew to mean that she was worried but trying not to panic anyone else about whatever it was.
"Nothing. I just thought I smelt something, but I must have caught myself on that tree when we came past." Shadowtail nodded, allowing Lionheart to pass back into the clearing. She could hear her critiquing the forms of the apprentices, voice fading a little the further away she got. Quickly checking over her shoulder, she bounded closer to what Lionheart had been scenting to check it out for herself.
The scent did smell like Lionheart, but more like she had smelled when Shadowtail first met her, and less like the Lionheart soaked in GroveClan scent that existed today. The fur was lighter, and she was almost certain it didn't belong to Lionheart. Frowning, Shadowtail lifted her head to glance back in the direction of the clearing. Whatever it was, if it were serious, she was sure Lionheart would tell someone. Still, the troubled feeling didn't leave her gut, even as her smile returned, and she and Lionheart joined their apprentices in batting each other around.

★★★

"So Harrierstreak, huh?" Ashenstrike asked, tilting his head to blink down at his apprentice, who blinked back at him owlishly from the branch below. Letting out a huff, Longpaw sprung and hauled himself further up the tree, shaking out his pelt indignantly. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, huffily, and Ashenstrike made the noise that indicated he didn't believe him for a minute.
"Come on, everyone with eyes can see you two are getting close," he paused, thought about this for a second, because Longpaw was giving him a look that said he WOULD name every single cat Ashenstrike was close to if he pushed him, "closer than normal to a cat like that. Closer like... Badgerstar and Maplefall, for example." He blinked innocently, as Longpaw effortlessly swung a branch higher, curling on it to stare down at Ashenstrike.
"I'm not sure I should trust you on that, considering I heard Lionheart teasing you for not being able to tell Maplefall and Badgerstar liked each other." Ashenstrike made an offended gasping noise. "Getting mouthy are we, Longpaw? I'm offended." The grey and white tom snickered to himself, as he glanced down at the floor, ears pricked forward. "Maybe. Are we done climbing trees for the day though? Am I quite to your standards?"
"You did warn me, huh?" Ashenstrike let out a chuckling laugh. "But sure, we're done. You clearly know how to climb with the best of them, so I'm not too worried for you if it comes up in your warrior assessment." Longpaw gave him a smug look, proceeding to easily claw his way down the tree, leaping from the last branch to the ground with natural ease. Ashenstrike followed after him, a little more clumsily.
"Where did you learn to climb like that, anyway?" He asked, shaking out his fur, twisting his neck to drag a pine needle out of his thick scruff. The only downside to his winter coat growing in was how many things got tangled in it. He couldn't begin to imagine what it was like for poor Flintburr. Or Dustfang. He shuddered at the thought.
"There were lots of trees where I grew up. My mother didn't think it was safe on the ground, and there was an abandoned two-leg construction in one of the trees, so she kept all of us kits up there. I guess it was pretty dangerous, but we all learned to climb pretty early on in life." Ashenstrike blinked in shock. This was the first time that he'd heard Longpaw really talk about where he came from.
"So why'd you leave?" Longpaw shrugged a little. "My mother didn't come back one day, so my siblings and I went to look for her. Turns out two-legs had come back, and they chased us. I got away, but I think my littermates got taken by the twolegs. Otherwise, we just got split up. Either way, I haven't seen them since."
"Do you miss them?" The queasy feeling came back to Ashenstrike's gut, twisting it around painfully. It was hard to keep this up, when cats who were important to him continued to trust him with these highly sensitive things. Longpaw just shrugged, bounding ahead of Ashenstrike. "Sometimes. I like being here though. Even if I do miss them, I don't think I'd ask for them back, because then I wouldn't have got to come to GroveClan."
"And you wouldn't have met Harrierstreak," Ashenstrike tried again, grinning as Longpaw rolled his eyes and flicked his ears. Perhaps it was the residual guilt of the conversation, but something made Ashenstrike stop dead in his tracks. Longpaw turned, blinking at his mentor. "Are you okay? Is something wrong?" He mewed, curiously, and the great grey tom shook his head. "No, no. Go on ahead, I'll catch up. I just remembered I wanted to talk to Dustfang about something."
Longpaw looked hesitant, but he shrugged and bounded away. Once he was sure Longpaw was gone, Ashenstrike whipped around, scenting the air again. He followed the scent to the border, faint, as if the cat had just been walking through. He looked around, in a panic, and began to scratch dirt all over the place to cover the scent. He flattened it down, praying silently to StarClan; don't let them come here. Don't let them come here.

★★★

"How's it feel being a full-fledged warrior?" Harrierstreak asked, bounding alongside Boulderflame. The two younger tomcats were letting Flintburr lead, although they knew that he was listening in to their conversation. He never missed a single thing that happened in the clan, and they were sure that trying to keep secrets from him was impossible. Not that there were any secrets to keep.
"It's so good," Boulderflame purred, stretching his legs out with the next bound. "I love the freedom of it. It's good to be out and know that no one is worrying about keeping me in check. I kind of miss getting to hang out with Maplefall and Burrcall so much though and I wish I'd gotten to spend more time with Longpaw. He seems like a cool cat."
"He is pretty cool," Harrierstreak mewed, "he's a really good friend, and he has some funny stories about Ashenstrike as a mentor."
"I can imagine," Flintburr's deep rumble came from up ahead, where he'd stopped at the east border. He sniffed at the ground as the two younger toms padded up close to him. They both leaned in to scent what Flintburr was smelling as well. "It seems like a new clan has moved in somewhere near here," Harrierstreak said, blinking up at Flintburr. The cat nodded sagely, and the three of them looked out past the dead tree, to the charred forest edging the field on the other side.
"Don't like that," Harrierstreak declared, taking a big step back from the tree. Boulderflame followed suit, and soon, Flintburr turned to follow them, shaking his head a little. "We should let Badgerstar know," he said, "but we need to finish this patrol first. So, what were we talking about?"
"We were talking about how Harrierstreak loves Longpaw." Boulderflame purred slyly, the brown and white tom startling. "Hey! We were not. And I don't love him. I just think he's... really cool." Flintburr gave the two young toms an amused look, taking a few steps ahead of him, before turning to give him a sly look over his shoulder. "That's what I used to say about my mate." Harrierstreak sputtered, and Boulderflame looked gleeful, like he'd won a lottery.
"I'm telling Lionheart not to put me on any more patrols with you," Harrierstreak grumped, "this is bullying."
"You loooooove him!" Boulderflame singsonged, laughing as he lept out of the way of Harrierstreak's well placed swipe.

★★★

"So," Stonepatch gave Dustfang a helpless, pleading look as Burrcall sidled up next to him, brushing her cream pelt against his own patched one. Slightly ahead of them, Flowershine gave him an amused look. "When are you going to ask Fawnrunner." He glowered at the she-cat, picking up the pace to try and escape, only to have her match him step for step. "Ask her what."
"To be your mate," Flowershine supplied unhelpfully. Dustfang chuckled, and Stonepatch felt his pelt go hot. There was no point denying it, clearly he wouldn't be getting any help from anyone on this patrol. "We're supposed to be hunting," he reminded them, and Burcall tutted, shaking her head. "No no, no evasiveness. Fawnrunner is our friend and we don't want her getting hurt, so we need to know your intentions!" He gave a curious look to Flowershine, who shrugged.
"I had no part in this." With an annoyed sigh, he shrugged again. "I don't know. I like her, but it's still too new. I want to get to know her more, but she is... something." He gave a small smile, and Burrcall sighed dreamily, bounding ahead of him. "Flowershine, when is a tom going to look at us like that? He's so smitten, just thinking about her."
"Alright, ladies, that's enough," Dustfang laughed, and Burrcall's eyes narrowed in a mischeivous fashion. "Oh yeah, dad? And how about Shadowtail, when are you going to ask her?" Dustfang, bewildered, gave Stonepatch a pleading look. Laughing, the younger tom bounded forward, nudging his shoulder to Dustfang's as the pair of them wove through the grasses, leaving the she-cats behind.
"You know I'm right!" Burrcall's sing-song voice echoed after them.

[ badgerstar looks after the kits for a day!
goldleaf and mousepaw hunt for herbs (greencough priority)
lionheart & shadowtail teach duskpaw and dawnpaw to fight
ashenstrike trains longpaw in climbing
flintburr, boulderflame and harrierstreak patrol the borders
dustfang, burrcall, flowershine and stonepatch hunt in the fields
maplefall, hawkthorn, acornstream and fawnrunner hunt in the forest
ashenstrike and lionheart both pick up on very familiar scents.... ]

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

enemy clans;
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

borders;
north | echoclan | Katrione
east | kingdom of shattered bones | vivere!
south | Clan Name | Username
west | Clan Name | Username

inventory wrote:medicine store;
catmint [2] | greencough
chervil [2] | wounds/aches
marigold [1] | wounds
tansy [2] | coughs
goldenrod [1] | wounds
catchweed [1] | poultices
poppy seeds [1] | pain
cobwebs [1] | bleeding
fennel [3] | pain
raspberry leaves [1] | kitting
ragwort leaves [1] | strength
alder bark [1] | toothache
beech leaves [1] | use ???
chickweed [1] | coughs
herb [#] | use

fresh-kill pile;
mouse | x0 | 0 servings
vole | x2 | 2 servings
rabbit | x4 | 8 servings
bird | x3 | 9 servings
fish | x6 | 12 servings
squirrel | x3 | 6 servings
capacity: 32 servings (6 posts)

relationships wrote:mentors;
ashenstrike | longpaw [3]
↪ battle, hunting, climbing, skill
shadowtail | dawnpaw [2]
↪ battle, hunting, skill, skill
lionheart | duskpaw [2]
↪ battle, hunting, skill, skill
mentor | apprentice [#]
↪ skill, skill, skill, skill

deceased cats;
name | cause
name | cause

family/mates;
flintburr ♡ silvermoon
↪ halfkit & sootkit
tawnycloud ♥ shrikecry
↪ shadowtail & hawkthorn
dustfang ♡ tanglestep
↪ boulderpaw & burrpaw
hawkthorn ♥ acornstream
↪ squirrelkit & woodkit
ripplebound ♡ junipernose
↪ dawnkit & duskkit
adopted by fawnrunner (m. aunt)
eagleleap ♡ dewfeather
↪ harrierstreak & mousepaw
badgerstar ♥ maplefall
↪ not expecting
name and name
↪ kit names

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Thu Aug 30, 2018 5:34 pm

- W E A T H E R -

Leaffall- As the days grow shorter and the air starts to becoming bitingly cold, the Clans scrambled to gather enough food to cushion them during Leafbare. Sure, the food won't last long but it'll be enough to give them more time to find food once the first snow falls. The prey is already starting to hide away for the winter, making it harder to find prey. It also seems that new clanmates are getting harder to find as well with very few cats venturing away from their Twolegs or dens.

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[ Mapleclan ] • [ Forestclan ] • [ Gustclan ] • [ Briarclan ] • [ Dappleclan ] • [ Azgeda ] • [ Waveclan ] • [ Swiftclan ]
[ Groveclan ] • [ Quartzclan ] • [ Floodclan ] • [ Mallowclan ] • [ Lagoonclan ] • [ Brumeclan ]

- S E C O N D•C L A N S -

[ Bayouclan ] • [ Lavenderclan ]

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osleya wrote:
「 ↘ 94 felines: ♀ 54 & ♂ 40
↘ next bright reach visit: now
↘ next conclave: in IV moons 」
❄ ⋯ ─────────────────── ( 𝐀𝐙𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐀 ! ! ! ) ───────────── ⋯

↘ hunting parties
ind𐰷 lakeside : qadira, padame, bellamy
ind𐰷 mountains : wanheda, freyr, foxberry
ind𐰷 forest : n/a
ind𐰷 riverbanks : n/a
↘ border patrols
ind𐰷 north : onyx, madi, prometheus
ind𐰷 east : echo, asteria, hickoryfur
ind𐰷 south : onya, tauriel, bayek
ind𐰷 west : cleopatra, luna, divona
↘ rituals
ind𐰷 kittings: n/a
ind𐰷 sparring: n/a
ind𐰷 training: rattle, nolana, orpheus, llŷr
ind𐰷 marking: all seconds aged 11m

● [ Qadira's patrol gets easily distracted and spends most of their time playing in the water. Bellamy, being the oldest on the patrol, stands off and glares at the young she-cats before succumbing to a childish part of him and joins in on the fun. After spending quite a bit of time playing, the patrol finally goes to catch two herons and a salmon ]
● [ Wanheda's patrol spent most of their time tracking down a small group of hawks that they had scented nearby. When they were about to give up, one of the aforementioned hawks swooped down and scored their claws across Foxberry's shoulder. Before the hawk could get away, Wanheda swiped it out of the air and killed it, while Freyr went after the other two hawks who had come down to attack Foxberry as well. The patrol returned to camp with three hawks and Foxberry's hurt pride ]
● [ Onyx's patrol makes it through most of the patrol without incident. When they're about to start heading back to camp, Madi caught the heavy scent of blood on the wind. The other two warriors don't seem to notice yet. Will Madi say something to the others or leave whoever is injured to die? ]
● [ Echo's patrol found a loner sniffing through their territory. She seemed very hostile at first when she thought the Clan cats were rogues but grew friendlier when she heard Hickoryfur's name and realized they were a Clan ]
● [ Onya's patrol crossed paths with Cleopatra's patrol about halfway through the patrol. Cleopatra's patrol reported that they hadn't found any cats yet and had finished patrolling their section so both patrols decided that it would probably be best to just patrol together. After a while, they came across a kittypet lounging in a patch of grass ]
● [ Orpheus, Nolana and Koipaw all race down to the river with their mentors. Orpheus and Koipaw all plunge into the water without hesitation, while Nolana paces anxiously next to the water. Nolana doesn't enter the water until Luna pushes her in, forcing the young second to swim. Orpheus, Nolana and Koipaw all learned the Swim skill, even though Nolana did struggle ]
● [ Maia, Xylia, Ezio, Alaire and Koipaw all sit next to each other, their tail tips twitching nervously as they watched Blodreina and Niylah heating the metal on the fire Bellamy had found when the Clan first moved into the castle. The queen and healer talked quietly with each other for a moment before pulling the crescent shaped metal from the fire and turning towards the waiting seconds. Niylah settled on one side of a second while Blodreina took the metal, carefully placing the metal on the right side of their face before pressing down and marking them. This process repeated until all three now had their warrior marks. Blodreina announced their change of rank, earning cheers from all of the Clan, except Cyprian who was glaring jealously ]
● [ Shortly after the warrior ceremony, Blodreina herded Serena, Alderkit and Cassiopeia to the front of the group. She droned on about the importance of the young ones stepping up into the rank of seconds. After her speech was over, Blodreina announced that Serena would be a healer second, while Alderpaw and Cassiopeia would become warrior seconds ]
● [ After a few days, Niylah is happy to announce that Maia, Alaire and Koipaw, now known as Koispots, all show no sign of infections in their marks. Sadly, Xylia and Ezio's marks became infected rather quickly. Niylah groans in anger when she realizes that she will need x1 horsetail for their infections, but she quickly perks up when she remembers one of the patrols the day before had run into a Steamclan patrol. One of their warriors, Palmettowing, gave them x3 horsetail, stating that they had plenty already and didn't need what they had gathered ]

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Yukon_ wrote:

[New cats]
↪ Mollies; MistletoeKit, YarrowKit, ShellKit, BarelyKit | Toms; PebbleKit, ChubPounce, ElmKit, LimpetKit, FallowKit

[Plot development]
↪ FloodClan mourns the loss of QuietKit. TwigHeart is very sad after his death, ThistleFang helps cheer the molly up.
↪ CypressBloom gives the black kitten of her litter to Storm/Ice nation (the kitten's father)

[Rank changes]
↪ HemlockPaw, AloePaw, AshPaw, SaltPaw, WrenPaw, + BristlePaw > Warriors [HemlockClaw, AloeSight, AshFall, SaltStorm, WrenCry, + BristleTuft]

[Kitting]
↪ TigerFern goes into labor! Sire is Stormcrush.
↪ OliveStrike goes into labor! Sire is Goldfrost.*
↪ CricketHeart goes into labor! Sire is Mudtuft.
↪ Mushu goes into labor! Sire is Sootstone [Of quickclan].
↪ Notes; HollyStar - 2m

[Trying for kits]
↪ None

[Star-quartz request]
↪ A few warriors find a queen bleeding to death near the lake, she pleads for them to take her only surviving kitten. The kitten is small but will probably survive. The warriors take the small molly back to camp after burying her mother, they ask HollyStar and FlareHeart if they should take in the kitten. | HollyStar asks for a kitten

[Patrol 1]
↪ PineWhisper, RedHawk, MintClaw, HoneyBriar, DawnTail, + WolfBite

[Patrol 2]
↪ MarigoldBud, Mushu, AspenThorn, HazelWing, SnowFluffy, + AdderScratch

[Hunting 1]
↪ BriarClaw, FrozenGale, LeafCrest, RavenWing, PetalDance, + DustStorm

[Hunting 2]
↪ HareLeap, DriftClaw, DewBlaze, MudTuft, FlintSpark, + GoldFrost

[Hunting 3]
↪ MeadowSpirit, IceFoot, PineHeart, SmallFire, HayCloud, + JayEye

[Hunting 4]
↪ HemlockPaw, AloePaw, WrenPaw, HarrierPaw, VanillaPaw, + DockPaw

[Herb hunting]
↪ AdderCloud, BramblingClaw, PearPaw

[Training]
↪ All apprentices are training

[Consumption]
↪ 6 lapwings [6 lapwings]

● [ Hemlockpaw, Aloepaw, Ashpaw, Saltpaw, Wrenpaw and Bristlepaw all sit in front of Hollystar, their chests puffed out in pride as the she-cat recited the warrior ceremony and gave the group their new names. They are now known as Hemlockclaw, Aloesight, Ashfall, Saltstorm,Wrencry and Bristletuft ]
● [ It seems chaos has broken out in the nursery today! First, Tigerfern had gone into labor and delivered her two kits. Not even halfway through Tigerfern's labor, Olivestrike had gone into labor as well with her single kit. There was a few peaceful minutes between the end of Olivestrike's labor and the beginning of Cricketheart's labor, that sadly ended with one of her three kits being stillborn. Not to mention that Mushu had been in labor since the day before! Before the day ended, the she-cat had given birth to two kits. Thank Starclan there weren't anymore queens, otherwise the poor medicine cats might've lost their minds ]
● [ After a moment of hesitation, one of the warriors picks up the kit and takes them back to camp while the others bury the mother ]
● [ Pinewhisper and Marigoldbud's patrols grumble to themselves the whole way home with nothing to bring back ]
● [ Briarclaw, Hareleap, Meadowspirit and Hemlockclaw's patrols all came across each other heading back to camp. The four hunting patrols all talked about their catches before dumping the two lapwings, frog, small fish and hare on the fresh-kill pile ]
● [ Bramblingclaw nosed through the herbs, sighting herself at the measly pick they had all gotten. With a flick of her tail, Bramblingclaw picked up the juniper berries, horsetail, hawkweed and mouse bile and headed back to camp ]
● [ Ravenwing grumbled to himself as he paced, keeping a close eye on Coalpaw as he practiced the Stalking skill near the edge of the training hollow. After Coalpaw finished, Ravenwing gestured for Kestrelpaw and the rest of the apprentices over, deciding that they might as well learn since they were stuck in camp for the day. All of the apprentices passed with flying colors ]

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winter solstice. wrote:
O W L C L A N

The Clan that Prowls the Night

The cats of OwlClan are nocturnal, just like their Clan's namesake bird of prey. They are well adapted to the darkness, their dark pelts and sharp vision helping them in their search for prey that prowl at night. They also put stealth as their most important training skill, so they may sneak up on prey as silently as an owl when it swoops down to catch prey. Their pelts are usually dull, with the most common pelts being black, gray, and brown, to blend into their surroundings at night. White cats are the rarest, though not unheard of.

OwlClan lives beside a lake not unlike the ones the original clans lived in, which provides them with water, prey, and temperate conditions to live in. Their camp is located in a protected gorge nearby, with the long-abandoned badger setts being used as their dens. These dens have been, over the years, extensively refitted and reinforced to allow for long-term living by these cats.

The cats of OwlClan claim they are descended from a clan called NightClan and a tribe called the Tribe of the Shining Lake. These groups of cats lived side by side, many countless seasons ago, until one tragedy forced them to come together to form one clan-tribe hybrid known as OwlClan. And as such, these modern Clan cats follow the warrior code of StarClan, but also use the name and tradition systems of the Tribe of the Shining Lake, which retained the traditions of the Ancient cats who came before even the original Tribe of Rushing Water. And as such, the names of the cats have two parts, such as Hawk's Wing and Angry Bee; the leader always has Moon at the end of their name, honoring both their first leader Owl Moon and the fact that the pact between NightClan and Tribe of the Shining Lake leaders had been made under the light of the moon.

OwlClan cats are known to be secretive, proud cats, who rarely interact with outside cats; however, if they decide to trust a non-Clan cat, they do open up quite warmly. These cats are loyal through and through, and will die rather than give up on their Clanmates.

The rank system is as follows: leader, deputy, healer, healer's softpaw, sharpclaws (warriors), softpaws (apprentices), queens, kits, and elders.

Their prey consists of mice, shrews, rabbits, sparrows, and fish (the 2-servings kind).

(OOC: This is my 2nd Clan c; )

● [ Owlclan has been founded ]
● [ Your second mod will be Osleya ]

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PrincessAlexis wrote:

∂αρρℓεcℓαη

[Dappleclan consumes a sand viper and a small lark.]
[Owlpaw is still practicing his training to keep his skills sharp for the assessment.]
[Pinebranch mentors Shadowpaw in stealth.]
[Flameshine is resting because she's expecting.]
[Frostwing goes to gather herbs.]
[Lionstar, Snowfoot, Cloudswift, Ravenbones, Mosslake, and Minnowdance go hunting.]
[Raccoonmask, Robinsong, Feathercurl, Finchpelt, Calmbreeze, and Silvermoon go hunting.]
[Foxtail, Nightclaw, and Ravenbones patrol the territory.]
[Robinsong takes Raccoonmask on a walk and asks her to be his mate.]

● [ Owlpaw learned Advanced Hunting ]
● [ Shadowpaw learned the Stealth skill ]
● [ Frostwing gathered catmint and celandine ]
● [ Lionstar's patrol caught three jerboas ]
● [ Raccoonmask's patrol caught three small larks ]
● [ Foxtail's patrol found a warrior ]
● [ Raccoonmask is expecting kits! They are due in two moons ]

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solyn wrote:
𝔾ℝ𝕆𝕍𝔼ℂ𝕃𝔸ℕ !!

[ badgerstar looks after the kits for a day!
goldleaf and mousepaw hunt for herbs (greencough priority)
lionheart & shadowtail teach duskpaw and dawnpaw to fight
ashenstrike trains longpaw in climbing
flintburr, boulderflame and harrierstreak patrol the borders
dustfang, burrcall, flowershine and stonepatch hunt in the fields
maplefall, hawkthorn, acornstream and fawnrunner hunt in the forest
ashenstrike and lionheart both pick up on very familiar scents.... ]

● [ Goldleaf and Mousepaw gathered catmint, chickweed and tansy ]
● [ Duskpaw and Dawnpaw learned the Fight skill ]
● [ Longpaw learned the Climb skill ]
● [ Flintburr's patrol found a warrior ]
● [ Dustfang's patrol caught two mice ]
● [ Maplefall's patrol caught two voles ]
● [ Ashenstrike and Lionheart come across a familiar looking tom that one of them might know ]

My gallery · by **winter solstice.** » Fri Aug 31, 2018 3:06 am

O W L C L A N
Number of Cats: 1 (1 M | 0 F | 0 NB)
Next Star Rock Visit: September 6, 2018
Archive Thread: boop
Serving Size: 2

A mass of black fur that was a cat came bounding over a hill, a pair of luminous orange eyes narrowed in concentration. The longhaired black tom looked far ahead of him and, on seeing the moon's reflection on the lake ahead of him between a break in the trees, hurried toward the body of water. The black tom halted just at the water's edge as he gazed across the massive lake, jaws open wide with awe. The lake was wider than anything the loner had ever seen, and its dark waters were bathed in the unearthly silver glow of the moon overhead. Instinctively, the longhaired tom, whose name was Crow, backed away from the dream-like scenery expanding in front of his very eyes. He only jolted from his stance when a voice came from behind.

"Welcome."

Crow turned around and saw the shimmering form of a cat he had been seeing in his recent dreams-transparent, with every inch of his body bedecked with stars. The starry tom meowed again, his rich tenor voice carrying over the serene forest, "Greetings, Crow. I am Owl Moon, the first leader, and founder, of OwlClan, whose territory you are now standing on." Before the black loner could ask any questions, however, the one called Owl Moon continued, "As we explained earlier, you are a direct descendant of the cats who once lived here." Scores of star-speckled cats appeared at Owl Moon's side as the brown-and-white tom swallowed. He spoke four words next, ending chills down Crow's spine.

"We need your help."

"My help?" Crow echoed after a few moments, "What can long-dead cats from the past gain fro asking for help from a living one?" A ginger tom next to Owl Moon pleaded. "Rebuild our lost Clan. Make it strong again." A pale gray tabby she-cat added, "Restore OwlClan to its former glory." Crow narrowed his eyes as he asked, "What's in it for me?" "We will grant to you the nine lives of a proper Clan leader," Owl Moon promised, "and you will forever be praised by your future cats as the one who saved OwlClan." Crow's ears flattened as he nodded. 'Good for me,' the loner thought; he asked aloud, "How would this work?" "You are already in the real of spirits," the ginger tom informed Crow, whose eyes widened at the reply, "you are currently asleep at the edge of the lake." Owl Moon added, "we will now start your leadership ceremony, but there is a single catch." The pale gray tabby she-cat from before meowed, "As leader, you will bear the word 'Moon' in respect for our clan traditions, but you may choose the first part of your name." Crow thought for a moment before he meowed, "Dark Moon. I want to be called Dark Moon."

"All right then," Owl Moon meowed, he and his cats beginning to move away, "come, we will show you where you may contact us again." Crow followed, trying his best to wrap his head around the fact that dead cats had asked him to lead a Clan. He asked, as trees gave way to a shallow gorge hidden by a grove of pine trees, "Is this where you once lived?" "It was," the ginger tom from before meowed, "where all Clan cats lived, our camp." The tom gave a long, sad look before wordlessly falling back into step with the rest of the starry cats. Crow decided not to press any further, and walked silently.

Crow stopped. They had gone past the dens the starry cats had called 'Sharpclaws' den' and 'softpaw's den', and was left staring at a tall rock in the middle of camp. It was just high enough for a full-grown cat to jump onto, and its flat surface provided a place to sit or stand comfortably. Owl Moon meowed, "This is the Star Rock. Come at moonhigh to speak with us." "Otherwise," the ginger tom added, "this is where we conducted Clan meetings." Nodding, Crow asked, "Is this where-" "you will be given your lives," Owl Moon interrupted, "correct." The group of starry cats seemed to double -no, triple- in size right in front of Crow's eyes, as the three cats who had spoken to him until now moved to stand with the rest.

A few moments passed before a beautiful lilac tabby she-cat came to face the black loner. Her pale green eyes seemed to stare into Crow's very soul as the starry cat meowed, "Greetings. I am Brimstar, the last leader of NightClan, a predecessor to OwlClan. I give you the life of humility. Know when it is all right to accept help from others." The lilac tabby she-cat stretched to touch noses with Crow. The black loner flinched and recoiled back, reeling from the pain that shot up through the rest of his body. When the pain had faded away, Brimstar was replaced by a large black Maine Coon tom.

"I am Swooping Raven," the tom announced, "last Tribe-Healer of the Tribe of the Shining Lake. My Tribe was, too, a predecessor to OwlClan." The tom paused before he meowed, "NightClan and our Tribe lived in harmony with each other for many moons, and, after a terrible rogue attack, both were devastated. Under the truce of the full moon, my Tribemates and Brimstar's Clanmates agreed to become one as OwlClan." Taking a deep breath, the former Tribe-Healer meowed solemnly, "I give you the life of mercy. Never overlook any helpless cat, and show mercy to those who cannot defend themselves." Again, the acute sense of pain returned as Swooping Raven touched noses with Crow.

In a similar fashion, Crow received a life of courage from a 'softpaw', or young cat training to be a sharpclaw, called Dusty Morning; a life of endurance from a former Clan elder called Crashing Thunder; a life of forethought from a former deputy called Fiery Sky; a life of compassion from a former queen called Soft Feathers; and a life of mentorship from a former NightClan warrior called Longwhisker. The lives had rushed into Crow like a flood would into a dry gorge, but Crow had endured all the pain without complain. Each cat had their own story to tell, and each cat also had different traditions and rules OwlClan had. It humbled Crow immensely, their history and story of their downfall, and he now truly wished to continue their legacy.

"Just two lives remain," a voice jolted Crow from his thoughts; looking up, the black tom saw it was the ginger tom from before. The starry cat dipped his head and meowed, "I am Blaze Moon, last leader of OwlClan before badgers scattered my Clan far and wide." He hung his head low in shame as he continued, "I was too proud to accept help from a passing group of rogues who offered to help in exchange for safe passage. We were massacred," he concluded brokenly. Crow swallowed, "I will do my best to rebuild your Clan." "Our Clan," Blaze Moon corrected him, "and we are eternally grateful for your help. I give you the life of tireless energy. Use it to defend your Clan tirelessly; may your energy never run out when trouble arises." This life did not hurt as much as the others, but it did fill Crow with the sense of duty. Crow meowed firmly, "I won't let you down." "Thank you," Blaze Moon murmured, before he, too, took his place among the other starry-pelted cats.

Owl Moon stepped forward and purred, "Again, we must thank you for undertaking this journey to the grounds of your ancestors, and for promising to make OwlClan great again." He took a deep breath and meowed solemnly, "I give you the life of faith in your Clan and in StarClan. You are never alone. Put your faith in us StarClan to give you guidance, and put your faith in the cats of your Clan, for they will not fail to answer your call at the Clan's darkest hour." The life that flowed into Crow came at him like a rockslide - sharp, jagged pain seared through the black tom as he struggled to remain on his paws. When the pain enventually went away, Crow was face to face with hundreds of StarClan cats as they sighed contentedly. Owl Moon dipped his head before declaring, "I hail you by your new name, Dark Moon. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of OwlClan. Defend it well; care for the young and old; honor your ancestors, the traditions of the Clan, and the Warrior Code; live each life with pride and dignity." The cats of StarClan then threw back each of their heads and shouted into the night sky:

"Dark Moon! Dark Moon! Dark Moon!"

Once the shouts died down, most StarClan cats faded away; however, Blaze Moon stayed behind. The ginger tom meowed, "The night is waning, and we must return - you to the world of the waking, and I to the stars. You must never mention what you experienced tonight to anyone." "I would like to request a cat," Dark Moon burst out; realizing what he had done, the newly-established leader of OwlClan continued sheepishly, "There can't be a Clan unless there's more cats, right?" Blaze Moon dipped his head in acknowledgement before he, too, faded away.

Waking in the real world, Dark Moon forced his paws over the grassy terrain as he rushed toward where he remembered the OwlClan camp had been. 'We will rise once more!' the black tom promised himself silently as he ran.

OwlClan will live again.

[ The Clan has two fasting moons left. ]
[ Dark Moon hunts. ]
[ Dark Moon patrols, looking for new cats. ]
[ Dark Moon asks StarClan to send OwlClan a cat of any rank. ]

Ally Clans:
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Borders
North | Clan Name | Username
East | Clan Name | Username
South | Clan Name | Username
West | Lake (none)
Northeast | Clan Name | Username
Northwest | Clan Name | Username
Southeast | Clan Name | Username
Southwest | Clan Name | Username

Medicine Store
Alder Bark: For tooth pain (eases toothache). x0
Beech Leaves: For carrying other herbs. x0
Bindweed: Fastens sticks to broken legs to keep them in place (unknown effect). x0
Blackberry Leaves: These leaves are chewed into a pulp (eases the swelling of bee stings). x0
Borage Leaves: It is chewed and eaten by nursing queens (produces more and better milk, also brings down fevers). x0
Bright-Eye: Unknown usage x0
Broom: It is used to make poultices for broken legs and wounds (effect unknown). x0
Burdock Root: The root is dug up, the soil is washed off, and then it is chewed into a pulp (lessens and heals the pain of infected rat bites; used to prevent infection of rat bites). x0
Burnet: A traveling herb (Said to help stop minor bleeding on Twolegs; keeps a cat's strength up). x0
Catchweed: The burrs are put on the pelt where poultices are (stops poultices from being rubbed off without hurting the skin). x0
Catmint/Catnip: Eaten (best remedy for the deadly greencough, which kits and elders usually catch in the season of leaf-bare; can also be used for whitecough). x0
Celandine: Juice is trickled into the eye (soothes damaged eyes). x0
Chamomile: Eaten (strengthens the heart and soothes the mind; also given to traveling cats for strength). x0
Chervil: Chewed to extract the juice of the leaves or the root (for infected wounds and bellyache, respectively; can also be used during kitting). x0
Chickweed: Eaten (treats greencough, though catmint is often preferred). x0
Cob Nuts: Made into ointments (effect unknown). x0
Cobwebs: Press over wound (to soak up and stop/slow the bleeding; may also be used to bind broken bones). x0
Coltsfoot: Leaves chewed into a pulp (eases breathing or kitten-cough; eases cracked or sore pads). x0
Comfrey Root: Roots are chewed into a poultice; can also be lined in one's nest (repairs broken bones or soothes wounds; also used for wrenched claws; can be used for itching or inflammation on stiff joints; also eases stiffness on wrenched shoulders when lined in a nest; can be used for burns). x0
Daisy Leaf: Chewed into a paste (eases the pain of aching joints; also a traveling herb). x0
Dandelion: The white liquid is thought to be applied to bee stings; leaves can be chewed (thought to soothe and heal bee stings; its leaves can also be chewed to act like a painkiller). x0
Dock: Chewed up and applied to scratches, similar to sorrel; also can be put in one's nest during sleep (soothes scratches, though can sting when applied; soothes sore pads; if placed in nests, it can ease the pain of wounds). x0
Elder Leaves: Turned into a poultice (Soothes sprains). x0
Fennel: Stalks are broken and juice is squeezed into the receiver's mouth (helps pain in the hips). x0
Feverfew: Eaten (reduces body temperature for cats with fevers or chills; also heals aches and pains; especially good for headaches). x0
Goatweed: Given daily (eases anxiety and grief). x0
Goldenrod: helps prevent infection + treats wounds. x0
Hawkweed: Unknown usage (like catmint, but not as strong).x0
Heather Nectar: Included in herbal mixtures (makes swallowing easier and sweetens mixtures). x0
Honey: Eaten, or given by moss soaked in it (soothes infections; a great remedy for smoke-damaged or sore throats; helps cats swallow other concoctions; helps soothe coughing; gives energy). x0
Horsetail: Chewed to a poultice, and applied to wounds (treats infections; stops bleeding). x0
Ivy Leaf: To store other herbs. x0
Juniper Berries: Chewed and eaten (soothes bellyaches; gives strength; helps troubled breathing; also used to help calm cats). x0
Lamb's Ear: Unknown usage (gives a cat strength). x0
Lavender: Placed under a cat's nose and is to be inhaled constantly, or rubbed/placed on an animal's body to hide the scent of death (cures fevers and chills; also used to hide the scent of death). x0
Lovage: Cures coughs x0
Lungwort: Eaten (cures yellowcough).x0
Mallow Leaves: Eaten (soothes bellyaches). x0
Marigold: Petals or leaves chewed in a poultice; juice can be used as well (stops infections; stops bleeding; used for inflammation in the joints). x0
Mint: Rubbed on a dead body (used to hide the scent of death). x0
Mouse Bile: the liquid is stored in moss and dabbed onto ticks embedded in pelt (the ticks fall off).x0
Dried Oak Leaf: the dried leaves are to be stored in a dry location until the time of usage, when they are chewed into a thick poultice and spread on a wound (stops infection from setting in). x0
Parsley: Eaten (stops a queen from producing milk if her kits die, don't need milk anymore, or are producing too much milk; also used to cure bellyache). x0
Poppy Seeds: Chewed on (helps a cat sleep; soothes shock or distress; eases pain; not recommended for nursing queens).x0
Ragwort Leaves: Crushed and chewed; mixed with juniper leaves, it can help aching joints (treats aching joints; keeps a cat's strength up). x0
Ragweed: Thought to give cats extra strength (like lamb's ear, ragweed gives a cat extra strength and energy). x0
Raspberry Leaves: Could be a painkiller, or helps stop bleeding during kitting (could possibly ease pain, or stop bleeding) x0
Rosemary: Put on the pelt of a dead cat and prepare it for burial (hides the scent of death). x0
Rush: Used to bind broken bones (helps hold a broken limb into place, like casts for Twolegs). x0
Sorrel: Eaten (traveling herb; can also build up appetite). x0
Sticks: Cats in pain bite it when other medicine is either unavailable or not recommended; also used to help broken legs heal (distracts cat from pain; recommended for queens giving birth). x0
Stinging Nettle: The seeds are eaten by a cat who's swallowed poison, or the leaves are chewed into a poultice for a wound; the stems can also be chewed (induces vomiting, or brings down swelling, respectively; can be mixed with comfrey to help heal broken bones; helps with wounds; chewing the stems helps fight against infection). x0
Sweet-Sedge: One must swallow the sap (eases infection). x0
Tansy: To be consumed, but only in small doses (cures coughs; can be also used to cure wounds and poisons; stops cats from getting greencough; soothes throats). x0
Tormentil: Chewed and put on the wound (its root is good for treating all wounds and extracting poisons). x0
Thyme: Leaves can be chewed on (calms nervousness, anxiety, and cats who are in shock). x0
Traveling Herbs: Eaten (used to give a cat more energy and strength, and keeps the cat from getting hungry for a long time). x0
Watermint: It is usually chewed into a pulp, and then eaten (eases the suffering that originates from a bellyache).x0
Wild Garlic: One must roll in it (prevents infection, especially rat bites). x0
Willow Bark: Usage unknown (eases pain). x0
Willow Leaves: Eaten (stops vomiting). x0
Wintergreen: Usage unknown (treats wounds and some poisons). x0
Yarrow: Its leaves are chewed into a poultice that can be given to cats or applied to a wound, depending on the situation (extracts poisons from wounds; will make a cat vomit up toxins; the ointment will soften and help heal cracked pads).x0
Deathberries: Sometimes used to kill other cats by making them eat the berry (kills a cat within minutes when consumed). Also known as yew berries or night seeds. x0
Foxglove Seeds: They are used to treat the heart (can easily cause paralysis and heart failure). x0
Holly Berries: Usage unknown (effect unknown). x0
Deadly Nightshade: To quickly kill a cat who cannot be saved (poisonous). x0
Water Hemlock: Usage unknown (causes writhing, pain, and foaming of the mouth). x0

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mice | x0 | 1 serving
Shrews | x0 | 1 serving
Fish | x0 | 2 servings
Rabbits | x0 | 2 servings
Sparrows | x0 | 3 servings
Total | 0 servings

Mentors:
Mentor | Softpaw | Number of Moves | Moves

Deceased Cats:
Cat Name | Age at Death | Gender | Cause of Death

Family:
Name and Name | Family and/or Relationship

My gallery · by **clarke,** » Fri Aug 31, 2018 4:58 am

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wiltedclan is a strange group of cats with customs that are odd
and often seen as even stranger, which, is exactly what their
beliefs are; different. despite their strange behavior, the cats of
wiltedclan are considered very resourceful, yet not wasteful.
they live simply, on an island far astray from any mainland. the
only time these cats ever find ground that is not sandy shores
is the bridge that opens up across the water during leaf bare-
or in their tongue, harvest-bare. the lake around them freezes
and they can make the journey, however perilous, to the main
lands to attend gatherings. due to isolation and solitude eight
moons of a year, wiltedclan’s cats are... less than sociable. they
are comfortable and loyal to each other only, usually selectively
mute around other clan cats. wiltedclan cats are not exposed to
sicknesses or illnesses very often, so when it comes, it weighs a
heavy toll on the cats. there is wildlife in the island, such as
native ponies and rabbits, made at home on the plains. aside from
the plains, there are few palm trees and caves that shine like the
sky if you’re quiet enough. they live on the sands, under the open
sky: the only den is for queens, and it sits under a palm tree built
of palms and sticks. kits are referred to as seeds + apps as sprouts.

may this cat be my leader? & may chamrosh be my second mod?
- i will be doing hard mode.

My gallery · by **Springtalon** » Fri Aug 31, 2018 9:15 am

starting post
archive

members:: 13 currently | 13 total
next starclan visit:: 3 posts

last moon
wip

this moon
wip

↪Eagleeye is welcomed and placed under Akuma for two moons
↪Eagletalon is released from Akuma and welcomed as a full Guardian
↪Sparkcub is made an apprentice
↪His mentor is Eagletalon
↪Ragingsoul, Eagleeye, Oakmist, and Tumblepaw go hunting
↪Tumblepaw learns how to hunt
↪Sleekfeather, Tigerlily, Pinepaw, and Mattedpaw go on patrol
↪Pinepaw and Mattedpaw learn the clan borders

↪I've adopted Sunset of Blossomclan, Rainpaw and Gingerpaw of Jungleclan and Coyotefang of Aridclan. They can be found whenever possible

Allies:
Clan name | Owner
Cat name | Clan

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Enemies:
Clan name | Owner
Cat name | Clan

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Mates:
Tigerlily & unknown
Mattedkit, Tumblekit, and Umberkit

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Medicine Store:
empty

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Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mouse [0/1]
Frog [0/1]
Rabbit [0/2]
Squirrel [2/2]
Hare [3/3]
Bird [3/3]

____________

Mentors:
Tigerlily -> Pinepaw [0]
Oakmist -> Tumblepaw [0]
Sleekfeather -> Mattedpaw [0]

____________

Deceased Members:
Name | Cause of Death

____________

Former Clans:
Tigerlily, Mattedcub, and Tumblecub (Deerclan)
Pinecub (Sycamoreclan)
Sparkcub (Mistclan)
Eagletalon and Swallowcub (Elmclan)

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Fri Aug 31, 2018 12:57 pm

osleya wrote:
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ｂｏｕｎｄｔｏｔｈｅｄｅｖｉｌ．．．
⤷ ＯＲＴＡＩＮＴＥＤＴＨＥＳＡＩＮＴ？
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wiltedclan is a strange group of cats with customs that are odd
and often seen as even stranger, which, is exactly what their
beliefs are; different. despite their strange behavior, the cats of
wiltedclan are considered very resourceful, yet not wasteful.
they live simply, on an island far astray from any mainland. the
only time these cats ever find ground that is not sandy shores
is the bridge that opens up across the water during leaf bare-
or in their tongue, harvest-bare. the lake around them freezes
and they can make the journey, however perilous, to the main
lands to attend gatherings. due to isolation and solitude eight
moons of a year, wiltedclan’s cats are... less than sociable. they
are comfortable and loyal to each other only, usually selectively
mute around other clan cats. wiltedclan cats are not exposed to
sicknesses or illnesses very often, so when it comes, it weighs a
heavy toll on the cats. there is wildlife in the island, such as
native ponies and rabbits, made at home on the plains. aside from
the plains, there are few palm trees and caves that shine like the
sky if you’re quiet enough. they live on the sands, under the open
sky: the only den is for queens, and it sits under a palm tree built
of palms and sticks. kits are referred to as seeds + apps as sprouts.

may this cat be my leader? & may chamrosh be my second mod?
- i will be doing hard mode.

● [ Wiltedclan has been founded ]
● [ Your second mod will be Chamrosh ]

My gallery · by **Dinolil1** » Fri Aug 31, 2018 8:33 pm

MoorClan
Kindness heals what was broken, mercy clears what was marred and peace brings back what was lost.
Number of Cats: 61| Males: 29 | Females: 31 | Last Post: X

The moors were bathed in shadow, crowned by the creeping mist and the lonely figure of Avocetblaze sat statuesque against the dying sun. A playful wind whooshed past the vengeful warrior, sending leaves and dying flowers scattering like frightened mice. Avocetblaze's nose scrunched up, her anger flaring like a canker-sore, as she recalled youthful days of playing in the leaves with her brother, days of innocence cast into fire. Although her eyes had long since been clawed out, Avocetblaze could still see it.

Swift's broken body, the dark shadowy fur, the blood that crusted around an open throat and staring, frightened eyes.

Swallowing, Avocetblaze decided it had to be done. They had puzzled long enough over who or what the darkness was in Stormflower's prophecy and yet the darkness had been by their shoulders the whole time. Maybe it had been Vervainthroat, but he had failed hadn't he? Nobody had gotten hurt, had they? In contempt, Avocetblaze dragged her claws through the grass; if they weren't going to do it, then it was time that she took the matter into her own paws.

Orange hues bled out against the blue, stars freckling the darkest corners of the sky. The croak of a raven was heard, and Silverkit shivered; A touch of shadow made everything scarier. ''Lilystream.'' Her voice was hoarse. ''Fumitorystorm.'' No response could be heard and the little kitten was alone, trapped in the darkness and scared to move. ''It's dark.'' Evening had fallen faster than Silverkit had anticipated and she wasn't sure if that ink-black shadow on the ground was just that, a shadow, and not some horrible pit. Still trembling, Silverkit lay down and tried to fall asleep; moments later, she awoke at the sound of terrible scream.

Bramblefur stood bowed, blood trickling down his face. ''Avocetblaze!?'' Pain exploded through him and the tabby recoiled, trying to summon up the strength to stand. ''Avocetblaze, stop!'' Bramblefur ordered, tail bristling. ''Stop!'' He couldn't open his eye, stumbling half-blind.

With bloodied jaws, the white cat stared at the reeling warrior. ''You're a murderer.'' She growled, sensing the quickly gathering crowd. ''You're a bloody, bloody murderer.'' Avocetblaze snarled, fur bristling and ears pinned back flat against her head. ''How do you sleep knowing what you did?''

''I don't sleep at all.'' Bramblefur's voice was tremulous, still stirred by the ambush. ''I feel terrible and that alone is punishment enough.'' The tabby warrior admitted, shaking the crimson off his silky whiskers. ''I know I cannot turn back time but if I could...I would've never killed Swift.''

The house creaked, settling into it's bones as the wind howled and raged outside. ''...You're a monster.'' Avocetblaze ground out, shaking her head. ''And that goes for the rest of you!'' She sniffled, hearing their hisses like vipers. ''Why'd I bother trying to save you?'' MoorClan was doomed because...because...Avocetblaze didn't know. ''You're letting that...that monster stay?''

''Yes, yes we are.'' Yarrowshine replied, her voice as soft as the new-spring grass. ''Bramblefur's loyal enough, Avocetblaze.'' Her night-blue eyes flashed thoughtfully, bat-like ears twitching as Avocetblaze exclaimed in disbelief. ''You can temper the land, but you cannot temper fire.'' Yarrowshine reasoned, whiskers bristling. ''You are exiled, and now run.'' Glancing skyward, Yarrowshine frowned. ''A clan needs you elsewhere.''

And run Avocetblaze did, taking the darkness with her.

LAST ANGST POST, I SWEAR GUYS
Waxpaw, Beetlepaw, Magpiepaw, Foxpaw, Owlpaw and Crowpaw go training.
Smallwhisker, Trouttail and Firepool search for kitting herbs.
Lichenface, Laurelfur, Linnettail go on a patrol.
Murkfang, Mistclaw, Mintfang go on a patrol.
Blueclaw, Beechstripe, Brairclcoud go on a patrol.

Leader:

Garlicstar

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Council:

Oakfeather

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Dawnpool

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Bramblefur

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Yarrowshine