Create A Clan- V.4

My gallery · by **NightWolf950** » Wed Nov 07, 2018 2:36 pm

Requote for missed Imp sub replies. =)

nightwolf950 wrote:

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

OakClan has x fasting days
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x

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

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

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

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

Leader:
Badgerstar | 45 moons | Male | x
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

Deputy:
x

Medicine Cats:
Flashfire | 41 moons | Male | x

Warriors:
Leopardshadow | 46 moons | Male | x
Magpiesong | 33 moons | Female | x

Apprentices:
x

Queens:
x

Kits:
x

Elders:
x

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Mentors:
x

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

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

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

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

My gallery · by **`sappho** » Wed Nov 07, 2018 2:43 pm

archive
total population: 1 → 1 female, 0 males
next cave visit: tuesday, 11/13

the grass crunched under lady angela's spotted paws. the forest was foggy and still, the overwhelming sound of crows
ringing through the trees. as the sunlight streamed through the thick canopy and danced along the only slightly visible
forest floor, the high priestess reflected. the forest. the dark council (an inner circle of high ranking dark forest cats)
had told her it was the coven's birthright to emerge and take the forest back. they had been trapped underground, s
ealed away from the outside word for many moons. no matter the wishes of the dark council, after so long hidden awa
y wouldn't be an easy task to come back into the forest.

- lady angela visits the cave and prays to the night for a witch doctor.
- lady angela goes on a patrol, searching for another member or prey.

(notes: ive edited the issue of powers, i've also added more info about names and titles. also, thank you for starting me off! c:)

My gallery · by **Bumbletear** » Wed Nov 07, 2018 5:09 pm

(c)
🐍
Number of Cats: 16 [+2 snakes]

(apologies in advance for the length of this one. Who knew you could get so much text out of three cats xD)
"Cats of Snakeclan we have been saved from yet another danger to our clan. Had Lynx lived he surely would have brought ruin to us all."

Splashfeather peered out from her den as Venomstar gave the second 'venom saved us' speech in two moons. Hopefully the next cat, a burly tomcat named Silver, would live from this. He looked stronger than Lynx had, and he didn't have a strange darkness around him like Lynx had held. She wasn't sure what it had been about Lynx, but Splashfeather had felt that something was not right about that tomcat. She may have somewhat mourned the loss of Martinwhisker who was quite cute, but she felt no sense of regret for the death of Lynx.

Maybe it was just her motherly instincts starting to kick into overdrive.

Which was the whole reason she was hiding in her den, and had been for the last moon. She was showing, rather heavily, and she knew in her bones that the kits would be coming any day now. Which was why she was planning to leave the territory, not all the way to where she had met the father of her kits, but at least part of the way. Perhaps his scent would dance in the wind to her. She knew when the kits were old enough, she would take them to meet him, or perhaps she would bring him to meet them. That would be easier, yes...she could go to Bearclan, with herbs! Say she wanted to speak to the medicine cat, get Wasppaw alone, although surely he would have his warrior name by now, perhaps Waspheart, or Waspshine, for his kind nature. Then she could tell him, and arrange to bring the kits to the border, yes! That was what she would do.

She just had to get to that point first, starting with getting out of Snakeclan. Also talk to Venomstar about asking Starclan for a medicine apprentice...the clan was starting to grow, she would need more help with herbs. That would be her reasoning. Besides, the clan needed some young, healthy cats. An apprentice would not be asked to take the bite until receiving their name, and as a Star-sent, the apprentice would surely pass it.

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Lynx groaned as he opened his eyes. As soon as they were open, he jolted to his paws. This wasn't the Snakeclan camp! How had he ended up here? Peering at his surroundings, Lynx realized there were two territories stretching before him, one was filled with golden light, a plains, with forests in the horizon and a river babbling just out of view. The other was black, so dark he couldn't make out the trees from the shadows. And where he stood was somewhere in between.

"I wondered when you would wake up."

The bob-tailed cat whirled, claws unsheathing as he faced an orange and white tomcat. The cat looked at him sadly. "Where are we?" Lynx demanded "Who are you? Why am I here" The cat sighed "I am Martinwhisker, and this is the In-Between. You are here because you died of Scale of Shadow's venom. But unlike myself, who died because the poison overtook me, you died for the reason the bite is given."

Lynx snarled "Speak plainly or not at all." Martinwhisker dipped his head "You died, because had you lived, you would have caused great ruin to Snakeclan. And now, you are here. You can stay, like I have, you can attempt to go to Starclan to help guide the clans along the path of righteousness, or you can enter the Dark Forest."

Lynx tilted his head, turning towards the shadowed region. "I heard of that place, the white snake told me about it. She said cats who go there train in brutal methods, they teach living cats, but only ones who have a broken spirit." Martinwhisker nodded "I would not advise it, once you enter it, you may never leave." Lynx snorted "And I suppose I can wander in and out of Starclan however I please?"

Martinwhisker was silent. Lynx huffed "That's what I thought. You can stay here, giving your stupid warning to the next sap who comes along, but I'll be getting actual work done. I may not be alive to do what I wanted to do, but maybe I can guide a living cat into doing my work for me." A growl-like purr rumbled through Lynx's chest as the tomcat made his decision.

Stepping up to the dark region, Lynx lifted a paw and set it down in the Dark Forest. Instantly, shadows washed over him and Martinwhisker, and the field of light vanished. Now, he just had to watch Snakeclan, and wait.

Wait for the right cat to help him strike.

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Cotton's white and gold fur rippled as she watched the newest cat of Snakeclan receive his bite. Like the last two, Scale of Shadow was giving him the bite, if he died as well, maybe that meant Scale of Shadow's venom was stronger? But then Oaktail had gotten his bite from the black snake as well, and he was now the Deputy of the clan.

Maybe it was just luck, or chance, or maybe a cat's personal health. She wasn't sure she believed in the whole 'starclan saves us from the evil' thing.

Not that she'd admit it out loud of course.

Fighting back a yawn, Cotton glanced towards the nursery. She was glad Ribbon had arrived carrying kits. Since the venom might cause harm to the kits, Venomstar had declared she would not take the bite until after her kits were weaned. Ribbon had also been sent by Starclan, although why out of all the pregnant she-cats in the world they'd chosen Ribbon, Cotton had no clue. But maybe that meant they would keep her safe? Or they wanted her kits in the clan?

Cotton's thoughts were starting to turn dark, so she decided to stop that. Her sister was fine. A bit of a pain in the tail, but....fine. Just fine.

Lifting her head as Oaktail called for a hunting patrol, Cotton stood and stepped forward. It'd be good to get out into the sand, out of the camp. Sure the oasis was great, it was just a bit...tiring being there all day long.

Splashfeather sneaks just outside of Snakeclan territory in the night to give birth! (father)
She later returns and claims to have found them while herb hunting, and is sure to bring back some useless leaves to further her story
Silver takes the bite, if he lives he will be known as Silverstrike
Venomstar, at Splashfeather's request, asks Starclan for a Medicine Apprentice
Birchtalon, Settingsun, and Cotton go hunting
Paleskull, Oaktail, and Amberclaw go on patrol

My gallery · by **xGoldenTiger** » Wed Nov 07, 2018 7:18 pm

xGoldenTiger wrote:

Number of Cats: 6
"Asclepius you are in charge while I am out" the chocolate molly spoke out as
an order. She would not act as there previous leader only taking position to
conquer she chose this position to protect. Sadly some cats still lusted
for power so she would have to be cautious of who she trusted. She needed a
champion a partner who could step up an keep the order when she is
missing or ill.
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"Panthea what a powerful name" the she cat whispered out as she looked over
at the town with contempt. This new feline would benefit the new clan greatly
another layer of protection new kits would be born soon from Swift. She did not
want swift to feel the struggle and pain she had faced with the choice of leaving
her kits to the elements. It was pure luck that her son escaped the chaos
unharmed.

"I have traveled here many miles a calling brought me here to this land a sign
from the stars" he spoke calmly with a gentle tone glancing over at the feline
he would now call his queen.

[Athanasia and Perseus go on one hunting patrol]
[Panthea and Athanasia go on one border patrol]
[Athanasia and Panthea go on one hunting patrol]
[Asclepius searches for herbs]
[Heath clan fasts for one moon]

The Ruler
Athanasia | 60 | ♀ | ☀
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

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

The Champion:
Panthea | 68 | ♂ | ☀

The Physician:
Asclepius | 57 | ♂ | ☀

The Guards:
Perseus | 20 | ♂ | ☀

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

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

The Dames:
Swift | 19 | ♀ | ☀

Kits:
Lyre | 5 | ♂ | ☀
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

The Wise:
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 | Snakeclan | Bumbletear

Medicine Store
Herb | Usage
Herb | Usage

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Voles | x0 | 1 servings
Shrew | x0 | 1 servings
Mice | x1 | 1 servings
Squirrel | x0 | 2 servings
Hares | x1 | 3 servings
Birds | x0 | 3 servings

Mentors:
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves

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

Family:
Athanasia and Unknown | Lyre
Name and Name | Kits

My gallery · by **Dinolil1** » Thu Nov 08, 2018 12:17 am

GoldClan
Each life has it's value, and each is worth more than gold.
Number of Cats: 11 | Males: 6 | Females: 6 | Last Post: X

''It's cold isn't it.'' Jackalflower murmured, shivering as a cool-night breeze cut through her fur. ''Almost makes me miss the sun!'' She chuckled softly, tail twitching awkwardly as silence fell between them, a great barrier that Jackalflower yearned to cut through. ''...Are you okay?'' Jackalflower inquired, glancing at the quiet queen. Mottledwhisker had been found surrounded by miles and miles of cloven tracks, next to a bruised and crushed blue-grey cat.

No doubt that had been her mate.

Wordlessly, Jackalflower lay beside her and buried her nose into Mottledwhisker’s dark fur. The night was cold and the nursery was lonely, the deputy just couldn’t leave her to fester alone. “GoldClan will be on your side, always.” Jackalflower promised, ears twitching. “Trust me, we may not be the best clan but we are the best family.”

Oryxthroat came striding up to the pair and joined Jackalflower with a wan smile. “I know your heartbreak, Mottledwhisker.” The pale grey molly purred quietly, nodding sagely. “If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.” Oryxthroat murmured, watching her children returning with their mentors. “And when your kits are born, I will make sure mine treat them with utmost respect, even Lotuspaw!”

Smiling thinly, Mottledwhisker stared across the camp. “Crane always said that I could do with being a little more trusting.” The tortoiseshell let out a hoarse chuckle. “We lived in a clowder, drifting here and there.” The desert had been their home, every sand-grain welcoming weary paws. “And then the stampede scattered us all.” Fearful howls echoes in her ears, the hooves sending tremors through her body. “All except Crane, who refused to leave my side.”

Pitching forth with a terrible wail, Mottledwhisker buried her face under dark paws and quickly the cats of GoldClan descended upon her. Clumsily, Larkpaw came up to the grieving queen and deposited herself between her paws, nuzzling up to her fluffy chest; Shrikepaw and Lotuspaw tentatively followed, laying beside Mottledwhisker and Oryxthroat. They were less inclined to snuggle a stranger but the muffled weeping was enough to wring their tiny hearts, and with the idea of their own mother weeping, they comforted Mottledwhisker.

Viperpelt looked on quietly, tail twitching. “I think they’ve got the right idea.” His thin pelt was no use against the moon’s cold touch and the spotted tom rose to his paws, glancing at Ratclaw before sauntering over to join the snuggling cats. “There, there...” Viperpelt draped a tail over the queen’s shoulders. “Take a deep breath.” He yawned and rested his head on his paws, watching idly as Ratclaw eventually joined his side with a loud grunt.

“Awesome!” A tall black tom chirruped, stretching himself across Crocodilefang’s mighty flank as she lay down quietly, next to Mottledwhisker. “I hope you’re feeling better, miss.” Scarabtail beamed brightly at her, his toothy smile appearing to light up the darkness. “Me and Ol’ Croc hope you do.” He nuzzled her warmly, content to curl up.

“Don’t call me Ol’ Croc.” Crocodilefang grumbled, nonetheless hugging Mottledwhisker close to her; As her fellow oldie, the scruffy tabby more or less felt a sense of duty to safeguard her and had no qualms about holding her in her embrace. “Crane is safe, the lions will have escorted him to StarClan.” Whether or not Mottledwhisker believed in them, Crocodilefang didn’t know.

“What’s going on?” Cannastar inquired, striding up to the mass of fur. “Are you smothering Mottledwhisker?” The ginger tabby teased, smiling softly at Oryxthroat. “I didn’t think you’d work out that we were hoping to replace you.” The jest was met with a throaty purr and Mottledwhisker peered up at him, still grieving but feeling better.

“They’re comforting me, care to join?”

Beside Cannastar, Embergaze looked pleasantly surprised by the kindness of others. “If you’re sure that there’s room for us two.” The healer had been expecting worse results than this and stress seemed to lift off his shoulders like a bird taking flight. “Move over.” Embergaze commanded, squeezing between Jackalflower and Cannastar.

All was quiet, the clan-cats murmuring and warm against the cool night air. Nothing disturbed them, and when suddenly there was a loud pattern of paws and a skinny, ginger tom came flying and crashing on top of Cannastar with an almighty cry.

“Cuddle Pile!” Bellowed Camelpaw, draping himself over Cannastar’s head with a hearty purr. As a mostly lonely young cat, Camelpaw had rarely experienced warmth and at the sight of GoldClan huddling together, Camelpaw had been gripped with a fierce sense of longing and as a result, proceeded to fall asleep on top of Cannastar.

Wisely, Cannastar let him sleep.

Hawkfur stole away into the dark night, as quiet as the moon’s dark face. With stars as his only witness, the spotted tabby let himself fall at the edge of GoldClan’s territory; EnakhClan lay not far away and although he had no intention of joining, Hawkfur sat patiently at their border and waited.

“If you’re looking for anything, you won’t find it.” Acaicathorn appeared suddenly, emerging from the night’s cool grip. “The jackals have picked them all off.” With softer eyes, she sat beside her brother and stared at the pyramids; The stony monoliths interrupted the horizon, their peaks reaching high into the sky and a shiver slipped down Acaicathorn’s back.

“I’ve heard stories about their healer, mostly just rumours.” The stories of passing loners, as fascinating as they were, were nearly always fiction. “Take it with a pinch of salt, but they say he’s dangerous.” Acaicathorn smiled grimly. “Although how dangerous they never say.”

“So I might just still be more dangerous that him.” Hawkfur pointed out, turning to her. “Then why should I fear him?”

“Because he’ll use you.”

Hawkfur and Acaicathorn patrol the borders.
Camelpaw, Larkpaw, Shrikepaw And Lotuspaw train.
Mottledwhisker is due.
Cannastar, Oryxthroat And Jackalflower hunt.
Scarabtail, Crocodilefang And Viperpelt hunt.
Embergaze And Ratclaw gather herbs.

Leader:

Cannastar

X

★

Deputy:

Jackalflower

X

Medicine Cat:

Embergaze

X

Warriors:

Crocodilefang

Viperpelt

Oryxthroat

Ratclaw

Hawkfur

Acaciathorn

Scarabtail

Apprentices:

Shrikepaw

Larkpaw

Lotuspaw

Camelpaw

Queens:

Mottledwhisker

X

Kits:

Elders:

My gallery · by **Kazin** » Thu Nov 08, 2018 3:35 am

Number of Cats: 017 | 08 ♂ | 09 ♀ | 4 servings needed next serving needed at 21

"Sparkpaw, come on, you have to wake up! Cricketheart is assigning the daily patrols and he'll flip if you aren't there!" Sparkpaw grunted, rolling over so his annoying sister couldn't bother him anymore. He missed being in the nursery; he could just play all day and didn't have to worry about waking up early and training and patrolling and having to make sure everyone was taken care of and change the nest bedding for Ferretkit and Otterkit... he hated it!

Slatepaw bristled, huffing and giving Sparkpaw a small smack with her paw. "I'm telling Cricketheart where you are, and he can deal with you. Maybe he'll finally kick you out for not training hard enough!" Slatepaw turned and stormed out of the apprentice's den, ignoring Cinderpaw's worried gaze as she looked inside. Daisypaw, who had moved into the apprentice den at the same time as the three siblings, was already gone, mostly keeping to herself and keeping away from the younger cats. They caused too much mayhem for her liking, Cinderpaw knew.

Slatepaw stalked up to Cricketheart, waiting until he had agreed to let Scorchstar and Pikewhisker patrol by themselves, before bursting out "Sparkpaw refuses to get up and won't come and help hunt or patrol!" She sat down roughly, glaring away from all the cats gathered that were now staring at her. She didn't care. Let them think what they wanted, but she hated that Sparkpaw was getting away with all of this. She would have stopped their father, telling him about it, but he and Pikewhisker were already well outside the camp; she could just see the tip of a dark gray tail.

"Thank you for telling me," Cricketheart said gently, nudging Slatepaw slightly with his nose. She softened a bit, turning to look at the young tom. "I'll figure out a way to get him up, but don't let him get to you like that. He knows how to get into trouble, but his actions will have consequences and they aren't going unnoticed by me or Scorchstar, I promise."

Slatepaw nodded, looking happier, but Cinderpaw felt a bad feeling at the pit of her stomach... Sparkpaw would be so mad if this meant he would become a warrior later than his sisters... he was always bragging about how great of a warrior he'd be, and how he'd even be leader like their dad one day...

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Scorchstar had a very good reason for taking Pikewhisker out on a patrol alone. Maplecloud had shared some of her worries with the leader, telling him how Pikewhisker was almost always glaring at her mate and how he seemed to come up with every excuse to belittle the younger tom. Scorchstar didn't truly believe her at first, but vowed to keep a closer eye on how the two toms interacted, and he did see for himself how Pikewhisker treated Thornstrike. It was worrying for Scorchstar as well, seeing as Pikewhisker was getting more aggressive with the younger tom; sometimes lashing out with a paw if Thornstrike got too close, or raising his voice to a more controlling tone to get Thornstrike to feel intimidated. The orange tom had seemed so jovial and friendly when he first joined the Clan with Maplecloud, and Scorchstar counted him among one of his closest friends in the camp, but he couldn't have him fighting with Thornstrike like this. Not when the tom had done nothing wrong.

The two toms were almost to the western border, where the big field was and where strange farm creatures could be seen in the distance. It was here that Scorchstar stopped, turned to face Pikewhisker, and sat down. "We need to talk about something," he said calmly, meeting Pikewhisker's confused gaze with his own steady one. Pikewhisker nodded once, sitting across from Scorchstar, his ears perked and alert. "It's the way you treat Thornstrike... both Maplecloud and him are worried about how you are treating him, and they don't want anything to escalate into a fight."

Pikewhisker's tail twitched, and a cross look swam across his face for a brief second. "That cat is going to bring nothing but trouble for this Clan, Scorchstar, believe me. He may have my daughter fooled, but I can see right through him. He's plotting something, I know it."

"I don't think he's the one plotting anything." Scorchstar said, tensing a little as the cross look returned to Pikewhisker's face. "What are you saying?" The orange tom growled, raising up to a crouch, his fur bristling. "If you think I'm plotting against the Clan, Scorchstar, you are gravely mistaken. The only thing I'll be doing is for the good of this Clan, and for the good of my daughter!"

Scorchstar stared at Pikewhisker, making sure the tom was not going to launch himself. "Maplecloud is a warrior, and she can choose to do whatever she wants. It is clear that she loves Thornstrike, and they are having kits. You should not get in the way of what she wants, she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself." Pikewhisker spat once, and lounged at Scorchstar. The two grappled for a small bit, before Pikewhisker had Scorchstar pinned down. The leader panicked under Pikewhisker's heavy paw, and he slashed once at Pikewhisker, trying to tell him to back off. Pikewhisker retaliated with a swipe of his own, catching Scorchstar in the face heavily, and Scorchstar yowled, both in pain and anger. Somehow, this seemed to snap Pikewhisker out of his rage, and he lept off the leader as if he was burned. He sat far away, panting, shocked at what he had done.

"Scorchstar, I... I'm so sorry!" He meowed, starting to pace back and forth as Scorchstar slowly got to his feet, watching a few drops of blood drop from his face. He only glanced at Pikewhisker before replying in a dull voice "let's get back to camp. But don't think your punishment is over - I will discuss with Cricketheart what to do with you for this, and for your hostility towards Thornstrike."

New cats/rank up:
--> The new warrior is named Appleclaw
-->

Hunting/Patrols:
--> Cricketheart, Sparkpaw, Firesong, and Daisypaw hunt
--> Peachfrost, Cinderpaw, Robinbreeze, Slatepaw, Thornstrike, and Appleclaw hunt
--> Scorchstar and Pikewhisker patrol
-->

Training:
--> Cinderpaw and Slatepaw train in stealth.
--> Cricketheart decides to not let Sparkpaw train for the next two moons, knowing it will delay him becoming a warrior.

Mates/Kits:
--> Maplecloud due in 1 moon. (Father is Thornstrike).

Warrior assessments/Other:
--> ShiningClan consumes 2 small fish
--> Pikewhisker attacked Scorchstar! [You can roll if Scorchstar is terribly injured from it or not, I don't mind if he happens to lose a life].
-->

My gallery · by **Simonpet** » Thu Nov 08, 2018 11:06 am

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍
Number of Cats: 49 (25 ♂ | 24 ♀)
Servings Needed: 9
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Arguspaw was nervous. He had passed his assessments and was now going to have his warrior ceremony. What name would he receive? His littermates and denmates had been very enthusiastic in coming up with names that had gotten less and less appropriate as the night had worn on. And now, here he was, standing in front of the clan side by side with Mila. His fur was mussed, his tail twitched nervously, but he was ready. He had to be.

"I hereby declare Arguspaw to be a warrior by the name of Argusclaw, for his fighting prowess and his internal strength," continued Applestar. Arguspaw, no Argusclaw shook himself from his thoughts. "May his night of vigil be a peaceful one, and may his time as a warrior be a successful one."

With that, the ceremony was concluded and Applestar came down from the Speaker's Tree, which not too long ago had held Honeystar in its branches, to touch noses with the new warrior. Argusclaw was mildly stunned as his clan cheered for him and he grinned as he saw how his littermates, who were still apprentices, cheered the loudest for him.

"Thank you," he said quietly, almost mouthing the words. Fallowpaw saw and made a sly nod. Argusclaw laughed. At least his littermates weren't jealous of him. Thank the stars for that.

***
A quiet day was always welcomed in the clan. The two queens, the kits, and Nour rested in the weak sunlight. Bitternfoot slept in the warriors' den, attempting to catch a bit of sleep before she was sent out on patrol. Boulderpelt also rested, tired after a night of patrolling the territory near Gustclan to ensure that there were no more predators nearby. Applestar was working with the mentor-apprentice groups to improve their skills. The other four warriors who stayed back in the camp, Kestrelclaw, Neritestream, Blizzardstream, and Icefang, talked quietly among themselves.

The clan as a whole was peaceful. Happy, even. With two mollies pregnant, kits in the nursery, a recent warrior ceremony and more expected soon, the mood was good. If Dustleaf had been more knowledgeable about her powers, she would have said that even Starclan was pleased with events. So all was good.

***
Volunteering to watch the kits in the nursery was a fun but demanding job, despite the two queens (Isidora and Tipnose) and two apprentices (Newtpaw and Garlicpaw). Newtpaw especially loved how simple the kits were. Had she ever been that small? That needy? That...uneducated and innocent? She must have been, considering how Nour and her adoptive mother, Isidora, teased her and her siblings about how rambunctious they had been.

"I wan' ou'a camp!" declared Beechkit as she stood front of Newtpaw, chest puffed out with pride at saying such a complicated sentence. "Now!"

Newtpaw lowered her head to be more on level with the kit's (when had she grown so big?) and huffed a gentle laugh. "I don't think that your daddy would be very happy," she said. "Aspentail said that you can only go out of camp when he's with you, and right now he's on patrol."

"When dad come back?" inquired Minkkit.

"Soon," assured Newtpaw.

"Now!" said Minkkit, determined. "Come back now!"

"Oh, Starclan," muttered Newtpaw, shooting a pained glance at Garlicpaw who was curled up next to the sleeping Flykit. "How do I explain 'time' to the kits?"

"You don't?" suggested Garlicpaw with a grimace. "I'm kinda out of ideas. They'll get it soon, though."

"Hopefully," murmured Newtpaw darkly.

***
Whimbrelpaw had finally come out of her shell, which was a big relief to her denmates and siblings. Now, she joined their games enthusiastically (usually) and even had started to lead some of them, such as this game of cat-and-mouse.

"Okay," said Whimbrelpaw looking at the large circle of apprentices--everyone but Newtpaw and Garlicpaw--in the clearing. So long as a at least one warrior knew where they were going, the apprentices were allowed in and out of the camp freely. "Everyone remember the rules, 'kay?" There were groans as Whimbrelpaw recited the rules once more. "No claws or teeth, and remember that you can't fake your death."

"Yeah, yeah, I remember," moaned Loonpaw. "Ya'know, if I knew you were such a stickler to the rules..." He left the end of the sentence up for interpretation but Emberpaw hissed.

"Don't say that to her!" he exclaimed. "Whimbrelpaw's awesome, now and forever!"

"Okay, okay, sheesh," muttered Loonpaw.

"WELL!" continued Whimbrelpaw, pointedly ignoring her half-brother, "who wants to be the cat?" Silence was all that could be heard for a few moments. "Awkward phrasing," she mumbled. "Okay," she said louder, "who wants to pounce?"

Ruddpaw stuck her head and right paw as high into the air as possible, waggling it around. "Mememe!" she exclaimed!

"Then ready," said Whimbrelpaw slowly, "set...go!"

***
Swancloud had grown to care for Neritestream over the past couple of moons. She was pretty, after all, and completely innocent of his deeds. Not crimes, as the only true crime was Oakheart's death. With that, Swancloud had been unable to gather the others into continuing their mission, and he certainly couldn't have accomplished it on his own. So he was left to dwell on actions not taken.

"Are you okay?" asked Neritestream, concerned.

"Yeah," replied Swancloud with a forced sigh. "Just a bit tired."

"Do you want to sit by the River, then?"

Swancloud grimaced, a real emotion. "The water level's a bit too high for my liking."

Neritestream grinned and nodded. "I guess," she said. "Just keep walking, then?"

"Sure."

[ Forestclan consumes x3 large fish. ]
[ Forestclan gives away x3 large fish to Charclan. ]
[ Forestclan celebrates Argusclaw becoming a full warrior. ]

[ Dandeliontail, Fawnfur, Mila, and Orchidwhisker go on a border patrol. ]
[ Adderstream, Heronface, Gulltail, and Mottleflower go on a border patrol. ]
[ Argusclaw, Aspentail, Daffodiltuft, and Swancloud go on a border patrol. ]
[ Cherryclaw, Cloudflower, Hillfang, and Palefur go on a border patrol. ]
[ Larknose looks for kitting herbs. ]

[ Fallowpaw and Ruddpaw train together with Ashstripe and Reedfur. ]
[ Emberpaw, Garlicpaw, and Martenpaw train together with Leechstorm, Scorchpelt, and Barleystream who temporarily replaces Tipnose. ]
[ Loonpaw, Newtpaw, Rushpaw, and Whimbrelpaw train together with Silverstorm, Hareclaw, Dawnface, and Mistfur. ]

[ Isidora goes into labor with Dustleaf overseeing. Dustleaf gives her x1 chervil and x1 ragwort leaf. Her female kits will be ginger or tortoiseshell ticked tabbies with bobtails and any amount of white. Her male kits will be ginger or black-based ticked tabbies with bobtails and any amount of white. I don't want Isidora to die but roll for kit deaths as normal. ]

[ Applestar, Bitternfoot, Blizzardstream, Boulderpelt, Icefang, Kestrelclaw, Neritestream, and Nour stay back to guard the camp. ]
[ Isidora and Tipnose stay back to care for Beechkit, Flykit, and Minkkit. ]

Mod Notes
[ Blizzardstream, Icefang, and Mila are more likely to catch large fish on patrols. ]
[ Cloudflower and Mila are able to teach two skills in one mentoring session, mainly a base skill and its advanced counterpart. ]
[ Isidora makes it less likely that kits will be stillborn, no matter what season it is. ]
[ Nour is more likely to bring in mollies when sent out on border patrols. ]
[ Newtpaw and Nour triple the amount of prey caught on hunting patrols. ]

[ I want either predators or nothing to be found on border patrols. ]
[ I don't want anyone to die on border or hunting patrols, but I am alright with any injuries.]

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My gallery · by **imp.** » Thu Nov 08, 2018 3:27 pm

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My gallery · by **tēorian** » Fri Nov 09, 2018 6:49 am

Next visit to the Gods: November 15
The Reach fasts for one moon
Number of cats: [Female] 02 [Male] 01 [Other] 00

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Ivytuft may be found at any time!

[ Iolantha and Kazuto hunt]
[ Areli patrols ]
[ Areli requests a medic ]

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``So,``
the she-cat stared, her gaze fixed on the pair in her camp. she found her gaze focused on the ginger tabby in particular. she couldn’t quite put her claw on it but he was familiar. perhaps he was just one of the rogues that visited the barn in the coldest months of the year for refuge or perhaps he was a long lost brother of hers- her mother had kits before her elder sisters after all. ``What are the pair of you doing here?``

a fluffy brown tabby stepped forwards, her confidence was strong but still areli could tell she was nervous. her gaze flittered between the shrubs to the rocks like a minnow in a brook. she gave out the air of authority and strength. perhaps she could be an aide? no, she couldn’t be. she needed to wait for the cat the stars had told about. `` i am iolantha, i come in search of a group to call my own. i was chased out of my old because i betrayed my father by protecting my mate.``

she nodded, content with her explanation. the goddess wouldn’t send her an evil cat after all, iolantha’s arrival had already been foretold to her. however, she turned. that ginger and white tom had been a surprise, his enthusiasm of being here was certainly unexpected. he bounded right up to the rock, almost knocking into the larger she-cat on his journey.
``hi! i’m kazuto, i’m looking for someone. i don’t know who, I just want to find true love!``

confessing something, areli had never been a fan of conversations. it wasn’t really a surprise when the ginger tabby came bouncing up to her, wanting to engage in a conversation which included talking to a cat she had barely known and mumbling a awkward ‘joke’ when it was silent. most did. this ginger cat however seemed to never stop talking. whether it be about the weather; ``i really love the snow! do you love the snow? it’s not really good for our food though...what if we had hot snow?`` or religion; ``so is circe a god or a goddess? what gender are they?`` he always had something to say. sure, it made areli just have to nod, shake her head or give a small answer but did he ever not speak? you can’t go on about how crazy it would if motherbirds and fledglings were actually birds or why it would be amazing if we were beetles forever.

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Cheiftess:

★

Aide:

Shaman:

Medic:

Soldiers:

★

Rookies:

Motherbirds:

Fledglings:

Retirees:

Borders:

Ally Clans

Enemy Clans

Medicine Store

0x Everything

Fresh-Kill Pile:

Mentors:

Deceased:

The God’s Domain:

None

The Malice Realm:

None

Family:

Name + Name = Kits

see archive for more details
text credits to fontmeme

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My gallery · by **DaisieGames** » Fri Nov 09, 2018 4:49 pm

Platjaclan

Notes to Mod wrote:When I get a patrol going, not this post but hopefully next they'll atempt to find Shellclaw from Oceanclan's readopts

Last Reply wrote:To help me remember

Number of Cats: 4
Next MoonCave(moonpool) visit: Today
Next Kitting: N/A

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Anhingastar goes to MoonCave to request a warrior
Bramblemist searches for herbs

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