Create A Clan- V.3

My gallery · by **lameloserlexi** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 6:31 am

howlingclan
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Snowcloud listened intently while Rockstar sent out patrols before being on his way for a lone patrol. He went over to Fidgetspice for the ordered border patrol. He knew that the tom was his sister's mate, and the father to the three little angels that she has! Yet... WHY WASN'T HE THERE FOR SHEEPFLOWER? She had kittens for fox's sake! She popped out three cats from her, and he just walked off without a care? Glancing over at him, he mumbled a small response. "We should get going..." He said, flicking his tail as he went on in front of him.

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Drysun looked to her old mentor respectively. The both of them weren't assigned on a patrol today, but she couldn't help but want to get around camp. She trotted on over, smiling wide. "C'mon, let's go hunting!" She offered, dipping her head in respect. She could see the smile on the crook of Sootfur's muzzle as he agreed, the two leaving together.

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Littledove watched the three kits silently. It had been about a moon since Sheepflower gave birth and her kits were already a little bit out of the nest, still on wobbly legs. "Lionkit, Swankit, I wanna turn!" Hissed the all ginger she-kit. "Quiet, sis. Go with mama and learn how to be a polite cat, you're not tough enough to play with us!" Swankit called to her, sticking out his tongue at Burningkit. Littledove could feel movement and a little bit of pain in her stomach, but ignored it fro the time being. "Stop being stupid, Swankit." The ginger brother said, shoving the all white kit. Incidentally, he had hit the queen's large stomach. The pain jumped, becoming too much to ignore. "Nightcall!" She shouted for the medicine cat, knowing what was going to be happening next.

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[ Drysun and Sootfur go on a hunting patrol ]
[ Snowcloud and Fidgetspice go on a border patrol ]
[ Blackpaw goes to the south border to steal prey from Quartzclan ]
[ Rockstar went on an individual hunting patrol ]
[ Littledove's kits are coming ]

[ The clan ate three servings of bird ]

Family wrote:mate ♥ mate
parent ♥/✘ parent = sibling - sibling - sibling
ex-mate ✘ ex-mate

Fidgetspice ♥ Sheepflower = Lionkit - Burningkit - Swankit
Sheepflower - Snowcloud

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Ally Clans wrote:Witherclan -- Seed-bab

Enemy Clans wrote:None, yet.

Borders wrote:North | Clan
South | Quartzclan
East | Clan
West | Thicketclan

Medicine Store wrote:Goldenrod x 1
Wonderful for healing wounds and is used often. Chew into a poultice.
Catmint x 2
Cures greencough
Marigold x 1
Chewed into a pulp and applied to infected wounds
Chervil x 1
Leaves cure infected wounds, and chewing roots helps bellyache
Fennel x 1
Helps pain in the hips
Ragwort Leaves x 1
Treats aching joints and keeps a cat's strength up
Poppy Seeds x 1
Helps with distress and makes the cat sleepy
Cobweb x 1
Used as a bandage for bleeding wounds
Horsetail x 1
Applied as a poultice and treats infected wounds
Dock x 1
Soothes scratches

Fresh-Kill Pile wrote:Trout (Big fish) | x1 | 3 servings
Blue Gill (Small fish) | x1 | 2 servings
Mouse | x2 | 2 servings
Frog | x1 | 1 servings
Birds | x1 | 3 servings
Rabbit | x2 | 3 servings

Mentors wrote:Fidgetspice | Blackpaw | 1
Battle

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

by **brindle.** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 6:49 am

farouche wrote:
Meadowclan
Number of Cats: 1

Lilystar was finding this new life easy and a breeze, however, she knew she needed more cats. One of the rouge's she met, Star, had once told her about the ranks. She needed, what was the word... Medicine cat? Ah right! Or a deputy.

{Lilystar request a deputy}

Leader:
Lilystar | twenty moons | she-cat | X
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

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

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

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

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

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

My gallery · by **perle** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 6:57 am

Number of Cats: 1
Next Moonpool Visit: Today

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The large, long-furred, black tom padded quietly through the dense forest at the southern border of the territory. The Moonpool wasn't too far away, he knew - he had passed it while he was traveling through, looking for a place for his Clan to live. He had decided to start a Clan of his own because he had grown tired of the life of a rogue and was envious of the few Clan cats he had met. He was a rogue because no one shared his unique ideas, and he hoped that he would find cats like himself to join ShadeClan. The new leader padded softly into the cave, crouching at the water's edge and dipping his nose into it. "Greetings, StarClan," he began. "Thank you for granting me this territory for my new Clan - it is perfect in every way. Please send me a cat who will also be at home here and will stand by side as I lead ShadeClan. Please send me a loyal deputy."

{ Smokestar requests a deputy }

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Leader:
Smokestar | 32 | tom | X
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

Deputy:
none

Medicine Cat:
none

Medicine Cat Apprentice:
none

Warriors:
none

Apprentices:
none

Queens:
none

Kits:
none

Elders:
none

Ally Clans:
none

Enemy Clans:
none

Medicine Store:
none

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mouse | x0 | 0 servings
Shrew | x0 | 0 servings
Rabbit | x0 | 0 servings
Ermine | x0 | 0 servings
Fish | x0 | 0 servings
Crow | x0 | 0 servings
Total | 0 | 0 servings

Mentors:
none

Deceased Cats:
none

Mates:
none

My gallery · by **scuttlefish** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 9:25 am

Strikeclan
Number of Cats: 6
Moons Survived: 9
Kitting: 2 moons, Stoatsock
Next visit to Moonpool:Now (Mar 11)

Today was a slow paced day, and Cottonpaw was at the fresh-kill pile, munching contentedly on a fish. Lichenstar approached his apprentice. "Cottonpaw? I need to speak with you for a moment." She stood up. "Are we patrolling already, Lichenstar?" Lichenstar shook his head. "No. I've decided to change your mentor." Cottonpaw tilted her head. "Why?" She already knew the answer, it was just that it'd be awkward just to sit back down and say, 'okay, who is it?'. Lichenstar explained, "I just don't have enough time to train you, getting cats from the Moonpool and all. Would you be fine with switching to Rookpoint?" Cottonpaw looked over her shoulder to the other cat. "Sure, that's all?" He nodded. "Alright, just tell everyone I'm off to the Moonpool."
Stoatsock and Lynxeye were bickering. "I'm perfectly fine, I can go patrolling too!" Stoatsock said, exasperated. Why wouldn't this cat listen to her?! Lynxeye shook his head. "No, you can't- Smokeberry told you to rest until you had the kits! Right Smokeberry?" He called over his shoulder to the medicine cat, who was doing his morning meditation. "Mhm," Smokeberry rumbled serenely, eyes closed, sitting loaf-style. Stoatsock growled. "Fine! I supposed I'll just sit like a rock for the next two moons!" She marched to the newly-made nursery, retreating inside of it. Lynxeye sighed. He didn't know that they'd be having this argument every morning for the next moon.
{Lichenstar requesting a warrior}
{Stoatsock inactive}
{Lynxeye patrolling}
{Rookpoint + Cottonpaw training}
{Smokeberry gathering herbs}
{Clan has consumed 2 servings of fish}

Ally Clans:
ThicketClan | Emberwisp
LeafClan | zephyrine

Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Medicine Store
1x borage | helps queens produce milk, brings down fevers
1x broom | is in poultices for broken legs and wounds
1x bindweed | ties sticks to broken legs
1x catmint | heals greencough
1x chervil | for infected wounds, bellyache, and for kitting
1x cobwebs | stops bleeding
1x dandelion | heals bee stings, painkiller
1x goldenrod | helps heal wounds
1x mallow leaves | soothes bellyache
1x marigold | stops infection & bleeding
1x poppy seeds | soporific, calms
1x yarrow | extracts toxins, emetic
Herb | Usage
Herb | Usage
Herb | Usage

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Fish | x1, x0, x1 | 1-3 servings
Mice | x1 | 1 serving
Birds | x0 | 3 servings
Frogs | x0 | 1 serving
Voles | x0 | 1 serving
Shrews | x0 | 1 serving

Mentors:
Rookpoint | Cottonpaw | 2
Hunting, Fighting
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions

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

Mates:
Stoatsock and Lynxeye
Name and Name

Bordering Clans:
North ! Open!
East ! LeafClan
South ! Open!
West ! Open!

My gallery · by **SkyGold** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 11:15 am

Sorrelclan
Number of Cats: 3
Days until next moon pool visit: 1
[wow, so many fluffy cats]

Russetstar stepped back into the camp, his eyes wrinkling in joy as he saw the blue and white flowers that lined the entrance of the camp in bloom. He stopped as he saw Honeycreek waiting for him, a large gray cat at her side. She smirked smartly as he came over. He narrowed his eyes at the cream cat.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Not at all." She replied with a snicker.
"I can't beat you at anything can I?"
"Only at making a clan before I found you." He nodded his head at her comment with a smile before turning to the new cat. The feline almost towered over him even when sitting.
"I apologize for not asking your name yet."
"My name is Willow, although I've always dreamed of having the name Willowflight if I ever became a warrior." She meowed quietly, softly moving her tail to and fro.
"Then it shall be Willowflight!" He exclaimed, almost jumping up in excitement. "We are glad you decided to come and join our clan."

"Honeycreek," Russetstar called later once Willowflight had found the warriors den and decided to take a nap. "Can you come with me for a walk." Honeycreek walked to him, one brow raised.
"Sure, I guess." She fell instep with him as they exited the camp. The babbling of the spring streams that criss-crossed the territory filled the air and birdsong rang out, echoing through the thin set forest.
"So what'd you bring me out here for?" Honeycreek asked with a slight impatient tone.
"I was thinking," He began, stopping next to a mossy bolder that shadowed the interception of two brooks. Ferns grew around them in circles. "We've known each other since we were kits and, well," Honeycreek's eyes were wide open and her ears were perked, "I should have told you this many moons ago." He muttered in embarrassment. Honeycreek rubbed her cheek against his shoulder.
"Go on," She prompted.
"I think we should be mates." He blurted out, gazing with worried eyes at her. She gave him a warm grin, licking his chin.
"You defiantly should have said so earlier."

Willowflight awoke from her nap to see the camp empty. They must have gone hunting. She concluded, standing to stretch. I guess I could too. She walked with white paws out of the den into the cool new leaf air. Her green eyes reflected the almost clear blue sky before she left the camp entrance.

[Russetstar and Honeycreek are now mates!]
[Russetstar and Honeycreek afterwards go hunting]
[Willowflight goes hunting]

My gallery · by **.galaxy.** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 11:36 am

Birchclan
Number of Cats: 32
Prey Servings Needed: 6
Moonpool Visit: Mar. 7th

Tinytail had had to pry her apprentice off of her pelt when she told the little cat that they had to stay home. Crowpaw hadn't put up too much of a fight, but they sulked back to the apprentices den, muttering up a storm. None of her clanmates seemed to notice as they headed for the camp entrance, save Cinderpaw. She glanced over her shoulder at her denmate's retreating form, an apologetic smile on her maw. "Alright furballs, let's move." Tinytail called to the open air, catching the attention of the older cats - the apprentices took a second longer. Once everyone was ready to go, the patrol ducked out of camp.

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Two tortoiseshell she-cats were walking towards one of the borders, side-by-side with their heads together, talking quietly. One seemed to meld into the underbrush around her, while the other strode boldly, letting her snowy paws guide her. "Do you think it's one of them?" Toadstorm asked, lifting her head quickly to glance around. The sisters had caught the scent of a rogue around the border - a very old scent, but a scent nonetheless. "Maybe," Cherrythroat hummed, running through her memory. "I didn't immediately recognize the scent, but that doesn't mean much. Father wouldn't send new blood to help something as important as this, and I've never been able to learn everyone's scent." That soothed Toadstorm's nerves, even if there was a chance that the cat lurking around wasn't someone from their group. "If it is someone from home," Toadstorm growled, unsheathing her claws and digging them into the earth as they walked. "I'll shred their ears. They should've checked in last quarter moon!" Cherrythroat gave a low sound of agreement. "Maybe it was some stranger looking for free food." Toadstorm's scowl melted into a sneer. "Bet I can track someone down before you can."

[Tinytail, Brackenfrost, Plumpaw, Owlfeather, Reedwhisker, and Cinderpaw are on a hunting patrol]
[Toadstorm and Cherrythroat are on a border patrol, checking out the old rogue scent from before]
[Finchtuft and Ripplepaw are out looking for herbs]
[The clan consumes 6 servings of prey - 1 robin, 1 rabbit, and 1 mouse]

Ally Clans:
Tumbleclan | dinolil1
Reedclan | Areater
Beechclan | hazilnut
Aspenclan | tree~racer
Rippleclan | artemis

Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Medicine Store
Cobwebs x2 | Soak up, slow, or stop bleeding
Broom x1 | Make poultices for broken legs and
wounds
Dock x1 | Soothes scratches and sore pads
Celandine x2 | Soothes damaged eyes
Borage x2 | Produces more/better milk, can be
used for fevers
Goldenrod x1 | Good for healing wounds
Sweet-Sedge x2 | Eases infection
Raspberry Leaves x1 | Eases pain, or stops
bleeding during kitting
Chamomile x2 | Strengthens the heart and
soothes the mind
Yarrow x2 | Extracts poison from wounds, will
make a cat vomit, ointment will help heal
cracked pads
Willow Leaves x1 | Stops vomiting
Poppy Seeds x3 | Helps sleep, pain, distress
or shock
Burdock Root x1 | Used for rat bites
Comfrey x1 | For broken bones, wounds,
wrenched claws. Can be used for itching, or for
inflammation on stiff joints. Can be used for burns
or to ease stiffness in wrenched shoulders
Stinging Nettle x2 | Induces vomiting, or
brings down swelling. Helps wounds, and chewing
the stems helps fight infection
Daisy Leaves x1| Eases aching joints
Deadly Nightshade x1 | To quickly kill a cat
who cannot be saved
Tansy x1 | Cures coughs, can be used to
cure wounds and poisons. Stops cats from getting
greencough. Soothes throats
Coltsfoot x4 | Eases breathing or kitten
cough, soothes cracked pads
Fennel x2 | Helps pain in the hips
Catmint x2 | Cures greencough/whitecough
Horsetail x1 | Stops bleeding, treats
infection
Hawkweed x1 | Like catmint but not
as strong
Alder Bark x1 | Eases toothaches
Bindweed x1 | Fastens sticks to broken legs

Fresh-Kill Pile: 15 servings
Mouse | x1 | 1 servings
Vole | x1 | 1 servings
Rabbit | x1 | 2 servings
Squirrel | x1 | 2 servings
Robin | x2 | 3 servings
Blackbird | x1 | 3 servings

Mentors:
Reedwhisker | Cinderpaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
swimming}
Lilycloud | Bluepaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
swimming}
Kestrelflight | Thistlepaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
swimming}
Toadstorm | Fennelpaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
swimming}
Tinytail | Crowpaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
swimming}
Finchtuft | Ripplepaw
{No sessions needed}
Frogstep | Hemlockpaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
advanced fighting}
Larkpounce | Duckpaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
advanced fighting}
Brackenfrost | Plumpaw
{hunting, fighting, climbing,
advanced fighting}

Deceased Cats:
Poppykit | Weakness
Sedgekit | Weakness
Rippleberry | Kitting

Mates:
Rainwhisker and Brackenfrost
{Pikefang and Kestrelflight, Bluepaw,
Thistlepaw, and Cinderpaw}
Larkpounce and Featherfur
{Pigeontail, Owlfeather, Poppykit,
Sedgekit}
Tinytail and Branchbelly
{Peachnose and Mudstrike}
Rippleberry and Sootpelt [Aspenclan]
{Fennelpaw, Crowpaw, Pebblepaw,
Ripplepaw, and Goosepaw}
Mousetail and Dog
{Hemlockpaw, Duckpaw, and Plumpaw}

My gallery · by **☆ѕтαяяу ѕкιєѕ☆** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 1:11 pm

Number of Cats: 5

Time hates me...

[Nightfeather looks for more herbs, Talonstar is on border patrol, Turtlefur is hunting.]

My gallery · by **xXocea** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 2:02 pm

(( OOC; Got crazy inspired while writing this, so I maaay have went overboard. But this is the history of my clan, and apart of their lore! This post will be linked in each of my future posts, as it contains more details about the clan that what will ever be mentioned in my "offical" posts.
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Mossclan

was formed from the hollow remains of the clan: Verglasclan. One tom alone is believed to have survived the devastating fire that ravaged the forest Verglasclan called home. Barely escaping with his life, the survivor traveled far from his destroyed homelands to an entirely new land. It was there he came to make the caves and sandy beaches surrounding them his clan. Still filled with grief from all the friends - and his lover - that he lost in the fire the tom irrationally decided to name the clan after his former clan-leader, and first-love; Moss-star. From the bottom up he vowed to raise his clan until they were strongest around - filled with ambition, and hopeful dreams. With strong members, and strong beliefs it was the tom's hope that one-day a similar disaster would not come to befall his clan.

Belief's & Personality

Mossclan is a very ambitious clan, it's members whom of which dream big with their hopes and joys, wishing - and praying to Starclan to be the strongest of them all. To many outsiders the clan seems power-hungry and at a mouse-step away from falling into the jaws of becoming an evil and vicious clan. But that is the perspective from unknowing eyes, those who do not know the personality and ways of the clan. Yes, their ambitions may lead some members astray, but all members hold in their hearts the belief of Starclan - something that was close to being forced upon them by their leader. How could such a clan not believe in starclan? It was them who gave the clan a chance to even blossom, when all else was trying to stomp down their vines of growth before they even managed to sprout from the grounds. Amongst their ambitions the clan is known to be mischievous while being intelligent and patient with their members. They show a bravery that is not known to many cats - facing down venomous snake's without a shimmer of doubt in their mind for such was needed to prove themselves worthy for the clan. Their resourcefulness in such situations leading to many successful removals of the snakes. Aided by the cat's fit an agile bodies they acquire through their moons of training as apprentices. However such a clan is bound to develop it's fair share of enemy's from disputes with other clans. Whilst dealing with the possibility of earning themselves an enemy Mossclan cat's keep their head about themselves. They are cunning, and highly persuasive in their ways, often converting a would-be enemy into a fatally-loyal ally.

Characteristic's and Appearance

The build of a Mossclan cat is a very specific one: Slim, but well-muscled and stocky. Along with their build their fur is usually slicked back with fish-oils and only grows to be a fairly short length. Albeit the short-length of the fur Mossclan cats can sustain very cold temperatures, and are able to regulate their body temperatures surprisingly well. Because of the oils put into the coats of the clan members many are almost water-proof, in which most water-droplets will roll straight off their fur instead of soaking in. Making for dry-cats and significantly less colds, or other illnesses like pneumonia caused by consistently damp fur. The colour of which the cats fur is, is usually that of a solid or tabbied pattern, in an array of different shades of grey. Varying from blue to an almost black, to the palest grey possible. However the cats are also possible of having other colours. Sometimes (But uncommonly) getting white or cream coloured cat, or even a cat of a sandy colour that's reminiscent of the beaches they fish on. A cat of fiery ginger colour may also be seen. Very rarely does the clan see cat's of alot of white on their bodies unless solidly coloured. A dash on the chest or muzzle, or even a whole underbelly is known to happen but patched cat's are rare. Brown is also a colour that is rare - but not as rare as a patched - on a cat of the clan.

Ability's and Training

The ability's of a Mossclan cat are what is needed of them to survive in their new home. Many young cats are taught how to fish from an early age, as well as swim. Some queens even take their near-apprentice aged kits and play with them in the shallow tide-pools of the beach in order to prime them for their future lessons. Agility is another thing that is encouraged within young cats. The ability to get around quickly and flawless is needed when dancing around sun-patched areas where Mossclan's famous snakes like to bathe. There are also fairly narrow passages in the caves, as well as ledges that are climbed to get to different dens in the camp's main base of operation. The training regiment for Mossclan is different from the standard clans of: Hunting, Swimming, Climbing, Fighting. Mossclan cats instead teach:
Fishing - For fish is the clan's main source of food.
Swimming - It's a no-brainer for the clan to teach their cats to swim, they live next to the ocean!
Climbing/Agility Training - Such is needed to navigate the tunnels of the cave's daily. It's also one of the final tasks for an apprentice to take-part in climbing to the top of the caves. (In the main cavern where the fresh-kill pile lies, is a large skylight. Apprentices are hence tasked to use as many ledges in the walls as they can. Once at the sky-light they are to retrieve an oval object similar in colour and feel to a seashell left by the strange sea-birds that nest in their cliffs. (an egg is what they retrieve))
Fighting - Something which goes beyond the basic teachings of moves, and techniques. Mentors are tasked to train their apprentices not only in the ways of fighting, but also in the ways of eradication a venomous snake from the caves, and rocks on the beaches. For some mentors fight training is also a time where land-hunting is taught. However it is not required, and some cats go on by only knowing the bare-basics of it - instead pursuing the job of a fisher for the clan.

Territory & Prey/Predators

Mossclan camp is located inside a spacious cave with several caverns for different activity's all connected by winding and thin tunnels. The main cavern is called the "Great Hall" and is located right at the mouth of the cave. It leads off to the secondary cave, which then branches off into the different sleeping caves for the various ranks. The secondary cave also has a very long tunnel that branches off to other's, which eventually leads to the moon-pool, hidden deep inside the cave. The Great Hall is the central hub for all activity, fishers running to and fro bringing in their daily catches to the fresh-kill pile, warriors returning from patrols, and the medicine cat and their apprentice dodging through bodies to deliver the cure to an ailing cat.
In the middle of the Great-hall lies it's biggest future - the skylight. The large hole in the cave roof - which is open to the sky - pops out on top of the cliff-side the cave is etched into. Up here is a grassy expanse with a few small trees. No prey thrives up here (except for the roosting seagulls) so the cats have no reason to venture up there unless they are undergoing their apprentice ritual.

Outside the cave (but still in their territory) is the rocky/slatey/pebbly but still definitely sandy beaches of the clan. In their namesake moss sometimes grows on these rocks. Most cats spend their time-off relaxing in the sun on a warm - neutral day, or lounging in the shade provided by a lone tree on an extremely hot day. On their beaches away from the cave is a tidepool area where the cats catch crabs, and collect clams or sea-shells for carrying and storing herbs. Apprentices, and older kits can also be found splashing in these areas - but it can get dangerous! Occasionally a venomous snake can be lounging closer to the water than usual on the rocky outline of the pools.
The clan also has a large mine far down to the north west of them in their territory that many cats avoid. It holds no helpful purpose to the clan other than helping a cat die sooner in life, from all the dangers it holds inside.

The clan's borders:
North - The north holds the vast and large ocean that goes on for miles. No cat can swim too far out without drowning. However far out (To far to visit) may lie a clan living on a island with nothing but ocean to view.
North West - To the North West just past where Mossclan's territory ends at the mine, lays a small island (waters are shallow enough to safely travel to island from mainland multiple times in a day) very close to the mainland. Perhaps a neighbouring clan inhabits the otherwise life-less looking island?
South - To the backs of the clan, separated by a Thunderpath lays a large expanse of mountains and forest. It's possible a dangerous wolf-pack may reside here... or perhaps a solitary clan?
South East - Bordering close to the forested mountains and two-leg city lies a small forest often interrupted by patches of grassy plains, or larger hills. The land seems diverse so the possibility's that a clan is thriving off the prey here is high. But the danger of the close-city may drive off any cats who dare.
East - The east is where all wild-life and nature is cut-off. A large two-leg city lies here, interrupting the landscape with it's large thunderpath's that stretch out in all directions.

The clan's Prey/Predators:
Small Fish (Prey) - Small Salt-water fish the clan catches mostly in the tide-pools, but can catch off the beach.
Big Fish (Prey) - Large Salt-water fish that can only be caught off the beach.
Sea-Birds (Prey/Predator) - Large sea birds flock around Mossclan camp which can provide food should a cat be very lucky to catch one - but they're mostly predators that prey on the clan's kits, and smaller apprentices.
Crab (Prey-Minor Predator) - Crabs are troublesome to catch for small apprentices with inexperience, and many cats are sent home with large cuts. Best leave these up to the Warriors to catch at the tide-pools.
Turtle (Prey-Minor Predator) - Turtles are a fairly easy catch and many can be found basking near the tide-pools. Beware though, some species are mean and can unexpectedly snap at a cat and injure them.
Water-Fowl (Prey) - Different from the Sea-birds these fowl don't seem to be a problem for young kits, or apprentices. The clan has yet to report a case of a water-fowl making off with a kit. However multiple claims made by members say the birds taste excellent and are an acquired delicacy.
Water Vole (Prey) - Occasionally the clan can be found with a Water Vole, or other rodent in their fresh-kill pile. Courtesy of the rare warriors that do land-hunting for the clan.
Snakes (Predator) - Snakes are a huge problem in Mossclan and are the leading cause of accidental death. Specific warriors are sent out on a daily basis to remove these vermin from the rocky beaches, and sometimes even the caves.
Bears (Predator) - A very rare kind of predator. It's not every day a large bear will come lumbering down from the southern border and wander near Mossclan camp. All the cat's can do is avoid it the best they can, and get everyone to safety. Usually two-legs come and take the bear-away if it lingers by the beaches too long.

My gallery · by **deimido** » Mon Mar 06, 2017 11:13 pm

Weather: The clouds darken with the first rainfall of the season, its best to take advantage of hunting and finding herbs before the rain hits. Cats are more willing to join your Clan and prey is easier to catch.

( @Luvdisc your reply is here! / @.mochi - your reply is here! / @Areater, @vampiress_fox, @hiraeth., @Stoneleaf, @perle - your replies are here! / @.Quill., your reply is here!)

StreamClan | justice'n'joy wrote:
StreamClan
Number of Cats:29
Females: 16
Male: 16
Next Moonpool visit: 29/02/17
Next patrol: 9:49 pm NZT

Dapplefeather is moping around camp when Tigerwing and Ravenstrike separately come up to her. She tells each of them to wait for she will sleep on the decision.
(mates with one)

Meanwhile Tigerwing and Ravenstrike get in a fight over the former med cat.
above. Border patrol and apprentices train.

[ You forgot to age your cats! Please age them up by two in your next post. (73 would become 75 and so on ^^)
Dapplefeather and Gingersplash + Splashfur and Tigerwing should be mentioned as ex-mates too? Just so things don't get confusing haha. ]

It was a difficult decision, but Dapplefeather decided that she would be happier with Ravenstrike instead.
( Dapplefeather is expecting kits! They will be due in two moons/posts. )

What started out as a verbal fight escalated into something more violent, luckily both toms were stopped before things got worse, but Tigerwing has a torn ear tip and Ravenstrike has a scarred muzzle.
( Minor cuts, no need for any herbs. )

Your border patrol ran into a black cat who claimed to have been looking for StreamClan and wished to join.
( StreamClan has a new warrior! )

The older apprentices looked bored as they watched their younger denmates eagerly chat with each other, though they joined in too until their mentors arrived.
( Stormpaw, Cherrypaw, and Bouncepaw learned the advanced fighting skill. Galepaw, Rabbitpaw, Toadpaw, Skippaw, Buckpaw, Twopaw, and Splashpaw learned the swimming skill.

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FlowClan | catbookdo wrote:
FlowClan
Number of Cats: 2
Next Moonpool Visit: March 9th

Pebblestar was padding back to his camp from the Moonpool, when suddenly he felt the presence of another cat beside him. He turned his head, and saw a brown tabby staring right back at him. They blinked, and said,"You're the new leader of one of those clans aren't you?" Pebblestar was about to reply, but was cut off by the she-cat."I'm Wren, could I join your clan?" Pebblestar turned to look at the she-cat, immediately saying yes. He needed new members in his clan, anyway. They padded back to camp together, with Wren trying to lead the way, only to constantly fall back because she had no idea where she was going. While watching the poor she-cat struggling to find out where she was meant to be going, Pebblestar trying starting up a conversation."So, um, Wren, how did you find me?" Wren fell back, starting to walk beside the dark gray tabby. "Different cats pass by what they call the Moonpool all the time, it's not a surprise to see another one walking around here. I wasn't going to approach you, but then, suddenly, I just felt something calling me to you. It's never happened with anyone else, so I decided to talk to you.""I see." Pebblestar replied."Maybe she's destined to be in my clan." The dark gray tabby thought, his green eyes resting upon the light brown tabby. She certainly seemed up to the job of being a warrior, she certainly had the strength to do, just by looking at her confident strides. She had no idea where she was going, and yet that didn't unfaze her. In fact, she wanted to lead the way. "Okay Wren, once we reach the camp, I'll perform your warrior ceremony."
...
Once the two cats were back at camp, Pebblestar padded to the area he marked as his den, placing his pebble down, before hopping on a larger rock near the front of his den. "All cats old enough to um... hunt, please gather beneath the Rock for a clan meeting." Wren slowly padded out to the clearing in front of the rock, making to sure to take up as much space as her body would allow her to."This is a really big clan.", the she-cat remarked. Pebblestar didn't let the she-cat's sarcastic comments faze him, though. "Wren, step forward.", he commanded. The light brown tabby slowly pulled herself along with her front paws towards the rock, and when she finally reached it, she stood up, lifting her head up to look at Pebblestar, in a gaze that showed that she was at least paying attention. Pebblestar straightened himself up, trying to make himself look like a leader, and said to the she-cat. "Wren, from this day forth, you will be known as-""Wrenfoot.", said the light brown tabby, interrupting his speech. "I want to be known as Wrenfoot." Pebblestar looked down at the newly named Wrenfoot."That's, um... fine with me." , he said. "Wrenfoot, since you are the first member of the newly named FlowClan, you will be my deputy." Pebblestar stepped down from the Rock, walking towards Wrenfoot. The newly named deputy turned towards him, and asked. "What does a deputy do?" "A deputy, um... organizes patrols and stuff like that. Like hunting patrols." Pebblestar replied. "Okay then." Wrenfoot said. "Then I guess the patrol I organize will be a hunting patrol. You and me are going on it." The she-cat flashed a slight smirk at him, before padding towards the entrance of the camp. Pebblestar followed her, as she led the way out of their camp.
[Pebblestar and Wrenfoot go hunting together.]

In between breaks, Pebblestar would tell Wrenfoot all about Clan life just so the she-cat would have a better understanding of it all.
( In the end, your hunting patrol came back with x1 trout. )

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RippleClan | ártémís wrote:{I wrote a heckton then it was all deleted. wow. So here's the short version.}

Oakhollow is sick, Hazelwish is watching. Harrowbranch comes in and gives her the lavender, goes out after rejecting taking her place then Sedgekit comes in and lectures Hazelwish and goes out.

Beetlestar introduces Rhubarbwhistle and then Rhubarbwhistle, Harrowbranch, Pertelswoop, Oakhollow and Slateslide go on a hunting patrol while Beetlestar goes on a border patrol in hopes of meeting another Clan.

( aah man that sucks! sorry abt losing all your writing
eyy just noticed on the fresh-kill section - but your clan actually eats every three posts rather then one! :0 )

Hazelwish placed the lavender under her mate's nose for him to inhale with Harrowbranch's instruction, hoping that would do the trick to heal her sick mate.
( It worked! Oakhollow's sickness is staring to get better. )

Rhubarbwhistle proved to be a decent hunter, as they caught up with the rest of their new Clanmates easily.
( In the end, you hunting patrol brought back x2 ducks and x1 small catfish. )

Beetlestar found herself on her end of the ReedClan border, catching the scent of a border patrol that had recently passed by, looks like she just missed them.
( In the end, your border patrol was uneventful. )

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SilentClan | rainbowcatfish8888 wrote:

Number of Cats: 7
Next Moonpool Visit: 3-7-17
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Sunshadow, Whitewhisker, and Brightsky walked into the camp, the young loner by their side. "I'll go get Ivystar," Whitewhisker mewed. "You two can show our new apprentice around camp," the deputy spotted Ivystar outside of her den, lying in a patch of warm sunlight. "Ivystar!" he called. The black and white she-cat stood up, looking down on Whitewhisker from the cliff. "We found a new apprentice on our patrol!" he reported. Ivystar's eyes lit up. "Where is she?" she asked, leaping down from the high ledge. Whitewhisker flicked his tail in the direction of the young cat, her eyes wide as Brightsky and Sunshadow told her about Clan life. Ivystar dashed over to her, excited to meet the new recruit. "Hello there! I'm Ivystar, the leader of SilentClan. What's your name?" she asked, trying to make her voice sound as welcoming as possible. The little cat puffed out her chest. "My name is Pepper!" she declared, as though making an incredible announcement to the entire Clan. Ivystar nodded. "And you are sure you want to be a part of this Clan?" she asked. Pepper nodded, her amber eyes shining with eagerness. "Yes!" she exclaimed. "Then follow me, Pepper," Ivystar turned around and leaped back onto the ledge, the excited apprentice dancing at her heels. "Cats of SilentClan, please gather below to Great Cliff for a Clan meeting!" she yowled. The Great Cliff. I like that name, the leader thought to herself as she watched the cats assemble below her. "Pepper, you have shown your eagerness to be a part of SilentClan, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Pepperpaw. Whitewhisker, please step forward." The deputy looked honored as he climbed onto the cliff, his amber eyes gleaming with pride. "Whitewhisker, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You have shown yourself to be loyal and kind, and you will be the mentor of Pepperpaw. I expect you to pass on all you know to her," Ivystar meowed. Whitewhisker touched noses with his new apprentice. "I promise I will try my very hardest," she whispered. Whitewhisker purred. "I'm sure you will," he replied. "Pepperpaw! Pepperpaw!" The Clan shouted. Pepperpaw stood proudly, watching the cats chanting her name. "Thank you, Ivystar," Whitewhisker said to his leader. "I promise I will be the best mentor I can be." Ivystar snorted. "No need to be so formal," she replied, flicking him lightly with her tail. "But you're welcome. You deserve it," she added. "Whitewhisker, let's go! I wanna see the territory!" Pepperpaw shouted from below. "I guess I better go," the deputy laughed. "Meet me outside your den at moonhigh," he whispered quickly into Ivystar's ear, before turning and greeting his apprentice. Ivystar watched the two cats leave, confused and excited. Why does Whitewhisker want to meet me? she wondered, but she had a feeling she already knew the answer.

Ivystar was unable to sleep, which was unusual for her. She was too excited about her meeting with Whitewhisker. After what felt like years of tossing and turning in her nest, the leader decided to sit outside and wait instead. It was a little chilly, but Ivystar didn't mind the wind. Butterflies erupted in her stomach when she saw Whitewhisker tiptoe out of the warrior's den, his white pelt glowing like a star in the darkness. "Hey," he whispered, touching his nose to her cheek. "Hi," Ivystar replied. The deputy smiled, looking both excited and nervous. "Follow me," he murmured. quietly leaping down from the cliff. "Where are we going?" Ivystar asked, intrigued. "You'll find out," he replied. The two cats ran side by side through the forest, laughing and playing as though they were kits. Finally, Whitewhisker came to a stop. "We're here," he panted. Ivystar couldn't believe she hadn't seen this part of the territory before. They were on the top of a hill overlooking a peaceful river below them. Early flowers had begun to bloom, and there were several pine trees scattered about. The moon appeared so close, it was almost as though she could reach out and touch it with her nose. "It's beautiful," she breathed. "Not as beautiful as you," he replied. Ivystar was glad that it was dark, so he couldn't see her blush from nose to tail-tip. "You're so sappy," she laughed, licking his cheek affectionately. The two cats spent hours chatting, playing, and climbing trees. It was the most fun either cat had had in a very long time. Then, as the first rays of sun began to peek over the hillside, the two cats sat down next to each other and watched the sun rise in silence. Finally, Whitewhisker spoke. "Ivystar, there's something I've been wanting to ask you for a long time," he began. Ivystar sucked in a breath. Here it comes. "Ivystar, will you be my mate?" he asked, his voice quivering on the last word. Ivystar purred, a flood of joy coursing through her. "Of course I will, you silly furball! No need to be so nervous about it," she teased.

"Where were you two, we were so worried!" Brightsky shouted, as Ivystar and Whitewhisker re-entered the camp. Pepperpaw must have noticed the meaningful glance they exchanged, for she yelled "they're mates now, mouse-brain!" The cats clustered around the pair, saying things like "congratulations!" and "their kits will be so beautiful!" Whitewhisker twined his tail with Ivystar's, the two cats happy as could be.
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[hunting patrol: Appleclaw, Brightsky]
[border patrol: Sunshadow, Ivystar]
[looking for herbs: Buzzardflight]
[Whitewhisker and Pepperpaw are training]
[Ivystar and Whitewhisker are now mates!]
[the clan ate 3 servings of bird]
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[ N ICE!! ivy/white is such a cute pairing tbh ]

Brightsky noticed a young and heathly rabbit nearby, she immediately got into a hunting crouch and wiggled her hips before shooting off after with a surprised Appleclaw just behind.
( Your hunting patrol caught x1 rabbit. )

Buzzardflight was satisfied to see the herbs growing back, finding it rather nice how quickly the earth was repairing itself after leaf-bare.
( In the end, your medicine cat gathered x1 borage. )

Pepperpaw spent her first training session well, she was quite eager to learn everything there was to being a SilentClan cat.
( In the end, Pepperpaw learned the hunting skill. )

Ivystar gave her mate a loving nuzzle, Whitewhisker chuckled as he asked about how sweet his mate was lately as he returned it. Though after what she had told him - he too drowned Ivystar in affection.
( Ivystar is expecting kits! They will be born in two moons/posts. )

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SorrelClan | SkyGold wrote:
Sorrelclan
Number of Cats: 3
Days until next moon pool visit: 1
[wow, so many fluffy cats]

Russetstar stepped back into the camp, his eyes wrinkling in joy as he saw the blue and white flowers that lined the entrance of the camp in bloom. He stopped as he saw Honeycreek waiting for him, a large gray cat at her side. She smirked smartly as he came over. He narrowed his eyes at the cream cat.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Not at all." She replied with a snicker.
"I can't beat you at anything can I?"
"Only at making a clan before I found you." He nodded his head at her comment with a smile before turning to the new cat. The feline almost towered over him even when sitting.
"I apologize for not asking your name yet."
"My name is Willow, although I've always dreamed of having the name Willowflight if I ever became a warrior." She meowed quietly, softly moving her tail to and fro.
"Then it shall be Willowflight!" He exclaimed, almost jumping up in excitement. "We are glad you decided to come and join our clan."

"Honeycreek," Russetstar called later once Willowflight had found the warriors den and decided to take a nap. "Can you come with me for a walk." Honeycreek walked to him, one brow raised.
"Sure, I guess." She fell instep with him as they exited the camp. The babbling of the spring streams that criss-crossed the territory filled the air and birdsong rang out, echoing through the thin set forest.
"So what'd you bring me out here for?" Honeycreek asked with a slight impatient tone.
"I was thinking," He began, stopping next to a mossy bolder that shadowed the interception of two brooks. Ferns grew around them in circles. "We've known each other since we were kits and, well," Honeycreek's eyes were wide open and her ears were perked, "I should have told you this many moons ago." He muttered in embarrassment. Honeycreek rubbed her cheek against his shoulder.
"Go on," She prompted.
"I think we should be mates." He blurted out, gazing with worried eyes at her. She gave him a warm grin, licking his chin.
"You defiantly should have said so earlier."

Willowflight awoke from her nap to see the camp empty. They must have gone hunting. She concluded, standing to stretch. I guess I could too. She walked with white paws out of the den into the cool new leaf air. Her green eyes reflected the almost clear blue sky before she left the camp entrance.

[Russetstar and Honeycreek are now mates!]
[Russetstar and Honeycreek afterwards go hunting]
[Willowflight goes hunting]

[ sorrelclan more like fluffclan ]

Honeycreek couldn't help but laugh as Russetstar stared at her with a perplexed expression as she told him the news, the SorrelClan leader was still as a stone until a wide smile spread on his face and gave his mate a loving nuzzle on the head.
( Honeycreek is expecting kits! They will be due in two moons/posts. )

(Honeycreek and Russetstar caught nothing on their hunting patrol, although Willowflight was able to bring down x1 dove. )

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BirchClan | .galaxy. wrote:
Birchclan
Number of Cats: 32
Prey Servings Needed: 6
Moonpool Visit: Mar. 7th

Tinytail had had to pry her apprentice off of her pelt when she told the little cat that they had to stay home. Crowpaw hadn't put up too much of a fight, but they sulked back to the apprentices den, muttering up a storm. None of her clanmates seemed to notice as they headed for the camp entrance, save Cinderpaw. She glanced over her shoulder at her denmate's retreating form, an apologetic smile on her maw. "Alright furballs, let's move." Tinytail called to the open air, catching the attention of the older cats - the apprentices took a second longer. Once everyone was ready to go, the patrol ducked out of camp.

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Two tortoiseshell she-cats were walking towards one of the borders, side-by-side with their heads together, talking quietly. One seemed to meld into the underbrush around her, while the other strode boldly, letting her snowy paws guide her. "Do you think it's one of them?" Toadstorm asked, lifting her head quickly to glance around. The sisters had caught the scent of a rogue around the border - a very old scent, but a scent nonetheless. "Maybe," Cherrythroat hummed, running through her memory. "I didn't immediately recognize the scent, but that doesn't mean much. Father wouldn't send new blood to help something as important as this, and I've never been able to learn everyone's scent." That soothed Toadstorm's nerves, even if there was a chance that the cat lurking around wasn't someone from their group. "If it is someone from home," Toadstorm growled, unsheathing her claws and digging them into the earth as they walked. "I'll shred their ears. They should've checked in last quarter moon!" Cherrythroat gave a low sound of agreement. "Maybe it was some stranger looking for free food." Toadstorm's scowl melted into a sneer. "Bet I can track someone down before you can."

[Tinytail, Brackenfrost, Plumpaw, Owlfeather, Reedwhisker, and Cinderpaw are on a hunting patrol]
[Toadstorm and Cherrythroat are on a border patrol, checking out the old rogue scent from before]
[Finchtuft and Ripplepaw are out looking for herbs]
[The clan consumes 6 servings of prey - 1 robin, 1 rabbit, and 1 mouse]

( Your hunting patrol caught x1 squirrel and x2 blackbirds. )

Toadstorm and Cherrythroat were able to track down the rogue scent to a stream, where it appeared the unknown cat had jumped in to presumably cover up their scent as it was barely detectable from the other end. Toadstorm narrowed her eyes, that meant there was a possibility they were still lingering around.
( The rogue's tracks lead to a dead end, though the possibility that they're still in BirchClan territory is high. )

Ripplepaw had the same focused look on her face like Rippleberry's as she helped Finchtuft gather herbs, making the tom surpress a sigh over thinking of the late medicine cat.
( In the end, Finchtuft and Ripplepaw gathered x1 cob nuts and x2 parsley. )

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QuartzClan | Sunnymcsun wrote:

Number of Cats: 5

Time hates me...

[Nightfeather looks for more herbs, Talonstar is on border patrol, Turtlefur is hunting.]

[ i noticed your herbs, prey, and ages are missing! i found prey + herbs in this post, and ages here. your most recent reply (this one!) would mean talonstar and everyone else is older by one moon (33 becomes 34), but in your next post you're gonna have to age em up by a moon again. :0

( Nightfeather gathered x1 sorrel. )

( Talonstar found a warrior on border patrol.

Turtlefur caught x1 squirrel. )

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Tue Mar 07, 2017 5:05 am

zephyrine wrote:
Ashenclaw quickly trotted out of the camp. He had just sent out the hunting patrol and was now leaving on border patrol. Yes, all by himself. He was hoping to see Sheepclaw again today and didn't want anyone else to mess it up. Meanwhile, all the apprentices were out training. Birchpaw was much more of a quick learner than his siblings had thought, so they had greatly lessened their teasing, though, like all siblings, friendly banter was still common. Featherpaw was getting along well with them and loved when they all went out to train together.

"Thank StarClan leafbare's over," Applepaw mumbled. "Now we don't have to worry constantly about kits dying. All this catmint we found is going to go to waste, though." Willowcloud nodded sadly. "Yes, that's quite a bit of catmint we've got. Oh well, it's good to always be prepared." Applepaw padded over to his mentor, who was sorting the herbs, and sat next to her. "Would you like me to go herb hunting?" "Sure, that would be great. Thank you, Applepaw," she smiled at him, and he returned it. "No problem." Willowcloud watched him as he left the den. He was growing into a fine medicine cat, and deserved to have his full name. She sighed, deciding that she would wait one more moon to speak with Emberstar about it.

Dustfall padded along quietly beside Cloudtalon. Usually he would be very glad that all the snow was gone, due to the fact that he hated leafbare, but this time he was almost sad. His thoughts wandered to the time a moon ago when Tinyfeather had started the snowball fight. He smiled at the thought. She was adorable, really, but he could never tell anyone, let alone the she-cat herself. He had known for a few moons now that he had slight feelings for her, but they were getting stronger and he didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he could ever tell her - he was so shy and nervous. But the way she always smiled at him.... "Hey, Dustfall, you okay there?" Cloudtalon asked, snapping the older warrior out of his thoughts. "Y-yeah, I'm fine...."

Upon noticing that Frigidrose had left the den, Shadekit bounded towards Falconkit, who was stalking a leaf. She sneaked up behind him and then exclaimed, "Boo!" With a squeal of surprise, the tom-kit leapt away, the fur along his spine beginning to bristle. He laughed when he saw that it was only Shadekit. "Good one!" he giggled. Even though he was extremely embarrassed by his squealing, he tried to make fun of the moment. "Thank StarClan we didn't wake my mom," he whispered, glancing toward the sleeping Emberstar with her tail wrapped around her other two kits. "Ooh!" Shadekit whispered back. "I know what we could do! Let's go exploring!" "Where? In the camp?" Shadekit chuckled, shaking her head. "No, silly, the forest! Outside of camp." Falconkit paused a moment. "That doesn't seem like the best idea.... Our parents would be mad," he pointed out. "No, it will be fine! Trust me! Please?" little Shadekit pleaded. The tabby tom sighed heavily, giving in. "Alright, alright. Just not too long." "What, are you scared?" the she-kit taunted. "What? No, of course not," Falconkit said, puffing out his chest a little. Shadekit laughed. "Well come on then! There's a little opening in the back of the den. Follow me." She led him to a spot where the protection of brambles seperated a bit and she squeezed through, the other kit following after her. "Yes! We're out!" Shadekit squealed. "StarClan, that nursery was getting really stuffy." Falconkit was certainly unsure of all this. He wanted to go back - not because he was scared, but because he didn't want them to get into trouble. "See that rock over there?" the silver she-kit pointed with her nose. "Race you to it!" And with that, she was off. "What?! Wait!" Falconkit scrambled after her, having barely enough time to find the stone. Of course Shadekit beat him, she was a moon older and had a head start. When Falconkit reached the rock, he found that there was a river just a few fox-lengths beyond it. "Whoa..." he murmured. With the snow having just melted, it was moving swiftly, and the current looked very strong. The sight made him even more nervous about being outside the camp alone. "Come on!" Shadekit chirped. "I want to get closer to it." She began to walk towards the rushing water, but Falconkit quickly stopped her. "No, Shadekit. We need to get back. This isn't safe." She only laughed. "Scaredy-cat, scaredy-cat," she sang, pushing past him. Frustrated, the tom-kit leapt after her, tackling her and accidentally sending the two rolling toward the water's edge. They both shrieked and tried to sink their claws into the ground to stop themselves but it was too wet from the recently melted snow. Finally, Falconkit was able to get hold of some rushes and hung onto them for dear life, and Shadekit clung to one of his back legs. She squealed as her back paws dangled into the water, pulling her away from him. Falconkit's grip on the rushes lessened slightly with the weight of the both of them. "I - I can't hold on," Shadekit sobbed. Falconkit didn't know what to do. There was no way he could drag the two of them up the riverbank on this sludgy ground. Suddenly, he heard voices. The hunting patrol! They were coming to save them! "It's two of the kits!" he heard Honeydapple call. The pounding of paws running toward them sounded, but Shadekit kept slipping. "I can't do it..." she cried. "Just a little longer, Shadekit, please! Please hold on!" "I can't ... I ... I can't. I'm sorry," the little kit murmured. Just as Honeydapple and Cloudtalon appeared at the top of the riverbank, Shadekit fell. The rest was a blur for Falconkit. All he knew was that the patrol was able to rescue him and his throat was sore from screaming. He kept trying to look back at the river, but they wouldn't let him. Honeydapple carried him back to the camp, and Dustfall and Cloudtalon hurried to where the river shrank to a stream with hopes of finding the kit's body, while the other members of the patrol returned solemnly to their hunting. Frigidrose was shrieking and Breezekit and Cinderkit were huddled, scared, in a corner of the nursery. When the two warriors brought Shadekit's body back to the camp, her mother sobbed and sobbed over her. Emberstar refused to let her kits see, but Shadekit's siblings gazed out from the nursery entrance, their eyes wide with shock, their voices unable to function. Falconkit sobbed into his mother's fur. After the body was buried, Frigidrose stormed back into the nursery, fire in her eyes as she glared at Emberstar and Falconkit. Her ears were flattened, her fur bristling, and her lips drawn back in a snarl. "It's all your fault!" she spat at the kit. "If you wouldn't have convinced her to leave the camp, she wouldn't be dead right now!" Falconkit whispered, "B-but I didn't, it was her -" "No, it would never have been my kit. She was older, maturer - she was not mouse-brained like you! And it's your fault, too," she turned to Emberstar. "I can't believe you - the leader - would raise your own kit to be so unthinking of the consequences of his actions!" Emberstar, knowing it would be best not to snarl back at her, remained silent and let the queen continue to scream at her.

[ Prey eaten: a hare and a squirrel, 5 servings
Patrol: Ashenclaw
Hunting: Dustfall, Frostpath, Cloudtalon, Honeydapple, Stormbreeze, & Badgerstrike
Herb hunting: Applepaw
Training: all apprentices
Shadekit falls into the river and drowns ]

Frostpath cursed softly as the squirrel took off, jumping up into a tree. The white she-cat glared up after it, her tail twitching in irritation. Stormbreeze padded over to her, his tail dragging in the foliage. "We've caught enough... we should head back to camp." The grey tom mewed. Frostpath looked at him and nodded, returning to where she had buried her other catches to retrieve the prey before following Stormbreeze and Badgerstrike back to camp.

While hunting, Frostpath, Stormbreeze and Badgerstrike caught a hare, robin and vole
While on patrol, Ashenclaw caught scent of an old kittypet
While herb hunting, Applepaw found bindweed, hawkweed and stinging nettle
While training, Daisypaw, Foxpaw, Birchpaw and Featherpaw learned the Swimming skill
Starclan has taken a new star into its skies. Shadekit will be deeply missed in Leafclan but well taken care of in Starclan

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✘ Fear of Reality wrote:
Snowcloud listened intently while Rockstar sent out patrols before being on his way for a lone patrol. He went over to Fidgetspice for the ordered border patrol. He knew that the tom was his sister's mate, and the father to the three little angels that she has! Yet... WHY WASN'T HE THERE FOR SHEEPFLOWER? She had kittens for fox's sake! She popped out three cats from her, and he just walked off without a care? Glancing over at him, he mumbled a small response. "We should get going..." He said, flicking his tail as he went on in front of him.

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Drysun looked to her old mentor respectively. The both of them weren't assigned on a patrol today, but she couldn't help but want to get around camp. She trotted on over, smiling wide. "C'mon, let's go hunting!" She offered, dipping her head in respect. She could see the smile on the crook of Sootfur's muzzle as he agreed, the two leaving together.

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Littledove watched the three kits silently. It had been about a moon since Sheepflower gave birth and her kits were already a little bit out of the nest, still on wobbly legs. "Lionkit, Swankit, I wanna turn!" Hissed the all ginger she-kit. "Quiet, sis. Go with mama and learn how to be a polite cat, you're not tough enough to play with us!" Swankit called to her, sticking out his tongue at Burningkit. Littledove could feel movement and a little bit of pain in her stomach, but ignored it fro the time being. "Stop being stupid, Swankit." The ginger brother said, shoving the all white kit. Incidentally, he had hit the queen's large stomach. The pain jumped, becoming too much to ignore. "Nightcall!" She shouted for the medicine cat, knowing what was going to be happening next.

[ Drysun and Sootfur go on a hunting patrol ]
[ Snowcloud and Fidgetspice go on a border patrol ]
[ Blackpaw goes to the south border to steal prey from Quartzclan ]
[ Rockstar went on an individual hunting patrol ]
[ Littledove's kits are coming ]

[ The clan ate three servings of bird ]

Fidgetspice looked at Snowcloud from the side of his eye. The tom hadn't spoken a word to him the whole patrol but shot him several angered looks. The ginger and white tom sighed slightly. "Do you have a problem with me or something?" Fidgetspice questioned.

Snowcloud looked at the tom through narrowed eyes. "Yes, I do." He grumbled. "You've completely ignored Sheepflower and the kits since the kits were born. That's a horrible thing to do to her, Fidgetspice. I don't know what she sees in you." Fidgetspice stared at Snowcloud with a blank look. Before the ginger and white warrior could reply, Snowcloud turned away. "We aren't going to find anything, I'm going back to camp."

Snowcloud and Fidgetspice's patrol passed uneventfully
While hunting, Drysun and Sootfur caught a pigeon and blue gill
Blackpaw got away with it! He caught a large rabbit
While hunting, Rockstar caught a trout
Littledove gave birth to two kits

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RebelliousWinter wrote:

(( OOC; Got crazy inspired while writing this, so I maaay have went overboard. But this is the history of my clan, and apart of their lore! This post will be linked in each of my future posts, as it contains more details about the clan that what will ever be mentioned in my "offical" posts.
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Mossclan was formed from the hollow remains of the clan: Verglasclan. One tom alone is believed to have survived the devastating fire that ravaged the forest Verglasclan called home. Barely escaping with his life, the survivor traveled far from his destroyed homelands to an entirely new land. It was there he came to make the caves and sandy beaches surrounding them his clan. Still filled with grief from all the friends - and his lover - that he lost in the fire the tom irrationally decided to name the clan after his former clan-leader, and first-love; Moss-star. From the bottom up he vowed to raise his clan until they were strongest around - filled with ambition, and hopeful dreams. With strong members, and strong beliefs it was the tom's hope that one-day a similar disaster would not come to befall his clan.

Belief's & Personality Mossclan is a very ambitious clan, it's members whom of which dream big with their hopes and joys, wishing - and praying to Starclan to be the strongest of them all. To many outsiders the clan seems power-hungry and at a mouse-step away from falling into the jaws of becoming an evil and vicious clan. But that is the perspective from unknowing eyes, those who do not know the personality and ways of the clan. Yes, their ambitions may lead some members astray, but all members hold in their hearts the belief of Starclan - something that was close to being forced upon them by their leader. How could such a clan not believe in starclan? It was them who gave the clan a chance to even blossom, when all else was trying to stomp down their vines of growth before they even managed to sprout from the grounds. Amongst their ambitions the clan is known to be mischievous while being intelligent and patient with their members. They show a bravery that is not known to many cats - facing down venomous snake's without a shimmer of doubt in their mind for such was needed to prove themselves worthy for the clan. Their resourcefulness in such situations leading to many successful removals of the snakes. Aided by the cat's fit an agile bodies they acquire through their moons of training as apprentices. However such a clan is bound to develop it's fair share of enemy's from disputes with other clans. Whilst dealing with the possibility of earning themselves an enemy Mossclan cat's keep their head about themselves. They are cunning, and highly persuasive in their ways, often converting a would-be enemy into a fatally-loyal ally.

Characteristic's and Appearance The build of a Mossclan cat is a very specific one: Slim, but well-muscled and stocky. Along with their build their fur is usually slicked back with fish-oils and only grows to be a fairly short length. Albeit the short-length of the fur Mossclan cats can sustain very cold temperatures, and are able to regulate their body temperatures surprisingly well. Because of the oils put into the coats of the clan members many are almost water-proof, in which most water-droplets will roll straight off their fur instead of soaking in. Making for dry-cats and significantly less colds, or other illnesses like pneumonia caused by consistently damp fur. The colour of which the cats fur is, is usually that of a solid or tabbied pattern, in an array of different shades of grey. Varying from blue to an almost black, to the palest grey possible. However the cats are also possible of having other colours. Sometimes (But uncommonly) getting white or cream coloured cat, or even a cat of a sandy colour that's reminiscent of the beaches they fish on. A cat of fiery ginger colour may also be seen. Very rarely does the clan see cat's of alot of white on their bodies unless solidly coloured. A dash on the chest or muzzle, or even a whole underbelly is known to happen but patched cat's are rare. Brown is also a colour that is rare - but not as rare as a patched - on a cat of the clan.

Ability's and Training The ability's of a Mossclan cat are what is needed of them to survive in their new home. Many young cats are taught how to fish from an early age, as well as swim. Some queens even take their near-apprentice aged kits and play with them in the shallow tide-pools of the beach in order to prime them for their future lessons. Agility is another thing that is encouraged within young cats. The ability to get around quickly and flawless is needed when dancing around sun-patched areas where Mossclan's famous snakes like to bathe. There are also fairly narrow passages in the caves, as well as ledges that are climbed to get to different dens in the camp's main base of operation. The training regiment for Mossclan is different from the standard clans of: Hunting, Swimming, Climbing, Fighting. Mossclan cats instead teach:
Fishing - For fish is the clan's main source of food.
Swimming - It's a no-brainer for the clan to teach their cats to swim, they live next to the ocean!
Climbing/Agility Training - Such is needed to navigate the tunnels of the cave's daily. It's also one of the final tasks for an apprentice to take-part in climbing to the top of the caves. (In the main cavern where the fresh-kill pile lies, is a large skylight. Apprentices are hence tasked to use as many ledges in the walls as they can. Once at the sky-light they are to retrieve an oval object similar in colour and feel to a seashell left by the strange sea-birds that nest in their cliffs. (an egg is what they retrieve))
Fighting - Something which goes beyond the basic teachings of moves, and techniques. Mentors are tasked to train their apprentices not only in the ways of fighting, but also in the ways of eradication a venomous snake from the caves, and rocks on the beaches. For some mentors fight training is also a time where land-hunting is taught. However it is not required, and some cats go on by only knowing the bare-basics of it - instead pursuing the job of a fisher for the clan.

Territory & Prey/Predators Mossclan camp is located inside a spacious cave with several caverns for different activity's all connected by winding and thin tunnels. The main cavern is called the "Great Hall" and is located right at the mouth of the cave. It leads off to the secondary cave, which then branches off into the different sleeping caves for the various ranks. The secondary cave also has a very long tunnel that branches off to other's, which eventually leads to the moon-pool, hidden deep inside the cave. The Great Hall is the central hub for all activity, fishers running to and fro bringing in their daily catches to the fresh-kill pile, warriors returning from patrols, and the medicine cat and their apprentice dodging through bodies to deliver the cure to an ailing cat.
In the middle of the Great-hall lies it's biggest future - the skylight. The large hole in the cave roof - which is open to the sky - pops out on top of the cliff-side the cave is etched into. Up here is a grassy expanse with a few small trees. No prey thrives up here (except for the roosting seagulls) so the cats have no reason to venture up there unless they are undergoing their apprentice ritual.

Outside the cave (but still in their territory) is the rocky/slatey/pebbly but still definitely sandy beaches of the clan. In their namesake moss sometimes grows on these rocks. Most cats spend their time-off relaxing in the sun on a warm - neutral day, or lounging in the shade provided by a lone tree on an extremely hot day. On their beaches away from the cave is a tidepool area where the cats catch crabs, and collect clams or sea-shells for carrying and storing herbs. Apprentices, and older kits can also be found splashing in these areas - but it can get dangerous! Occasionally a venomous snake can be lounging closer to the water than usual on the rocky outline of the pools.
The clan also has a large mine far down to the north west of them in their territory that many cats avoid. It holds no helpful purpose to the clan other than helping a cat die sooner in life, from all the dangers it holds inside.

The clan's borders:
North - The north holds the vast and large ocean that goes on for miles. No cat can swim too far out without drowning. However far out (To far to visit) may lie a clan living on a island with nothing but ocean to view.
North West - To the North West just past where Mossclan's territory ends at the mine, lays a small island (waters are shallow enough to safely travel to island from mainland multiple times in a day) very close to the mainland. Perhaps a neighbouring clan inhabits the otherwise life-less looking island?
South - To the backs of the clan, separated by a Thunderpath lays a large expanse of mountains and forest. It's possible a dangerous wolf-pack may reside here... or perhaps a solitary clan? (Ally's & Neighbours with Caveclan @tauriel.)
South East - Bordering close to the forested mountains and two-leg city lies a small forest often interrupted by patches of grassy plains, or larger hills. The land seems diverse so the possibility's that a clan is thriving off the prey here is high. But the danger of the close-city may drive off any cats who dare.
East - The east is where all wild-life and nature is cut-off. A large two-leg city lies here, interrupting the landscape with it's large thunderpath's that stretch out in all directions.

The clan's Prey/Predators:
Small Fish (Prey) - Small Salt-water fish the clan catches mostly in the tide-pools, but can catch off the beach.
Big Fish (Prey) - Large Salt-water fish that can only be caught off the beach.
Sea-Birds (Prey/Predator) - Large sea birds flock around Mossclan camp which can provide food should a cat be very lucky to catch one - but they're mostly predators that prey on the clan's kits, and smaller apprentices.
Crab (Prey-Minor Predator) - Crabs are troublesome to catch for small apprentices with inexperience, and many cats are sent home with large cuts. Best leave these up to the Warriors to catch at the tide-pools.
Turtle (Prey-Minor Predator) - Turtles are a fairly easy catch and many can be found basking near the tide-pools. Beware though, some species are mean and can unexpectedly snap at a cat and injure them.
Water-Fowl (Prey) - Different from the Sea-birds these fowl don't seem to be a problem for young kits, or apprentices. The clan has yet to report a case of a water-fowl making off with a kit. However multiple claims made by members say the birds taste excellent and are an acquired delicacy.
Water Vole (Prey) - Occasionally the clan can be found with a Water Vole, or other rodent in their fresh-kill pile. Courtesy of the rare warriors that do land-hunting for the clan.
Snakes (Predator) - Snakes are a huge problem in Mossclan and are the leading cause of accidental death. Specific warriors are sent out on a daily basis to remove these vermin from the rocky beaches, and sometimes even the caves.
Bears (Predator) - A very rare kind of predator. It's not every day a large bear will come lumbering down from the southern border and wander near Mossclan camp. All the cat's can do is avoid it the best they can, and get everyone to safety. Usually two-legs come and take the bear-away if it lingers by the beaches too long.

Mossclan has been founded

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