Create A Clan- V.4

My gallery · by **Galipaygo** » Sat Nov 17, 2018 1:25 pm

Fireclan
Number of Cats: 39

Doom is coming. The whole clan feels it now, even the cats that don't know of the prophecy from Starclan. What is going to happen? When is it going to happen? Who will it affect? The only cat riddled in more unease is the leader, trying hard to figure out what is going to happen.
Timberstar
Timberstar spends most of his days secluded from the rest of the clan now, mulling over the different things that could happen. All of them seem bad. "Why can't I figure this out?!" He hisses to the ceiling of his den. The omen still echoing in his ears.
One scale, one herb. The bramble hides the fear. Secrets roam, death comes. Trust old, fend new.
Obviously the kits are the new, so how could he fend them? Set up watches at their den? Keep a warrior with each of them? But who? "Trust old... who's been here longest? Maybe the warriors here since the near beginning? What about the elders?" Frustrated, he stormed out of his den and straight to the elder's fallen tree. "Crowwhisker. Can you keep watch over the kits for the next moon?"
"Why of course, anything to help. But why, if I may ask?"
"You can't." Timberstar said curtly then turned, stalking over to the warrior's den to ask Silvertail and Riverpelt the same question. He declined to answer any of their questions as well. After that, he allowed himself to help with the tasks he needed to complete.
Juniperleap
"Why must you always follow me, Snaketail? Ever since we were apprentices you've always stuck around me."
"Because I want to help you."
Juniperleap hissed a sigh then continued walking around in the woods. They had no tasks for the day so Juniperleap wanted to try and find something besides a dumb foxtrap. Sure she could do plenty with one, but not that much. She needed something more, like the holly berries. Sure she didn't know what they were, but when Hollypelt said Poppykit died of hally berries and her stash was gone she knew it was those. If they killed a kit... what else could she do with them? Mix them into the fresh-kill pile? Feed it to a queen? Who knows. "You know what, I could use your help. How about we stay closer from now on?"
"I'd love that" purred Snaketail.
"Perfect..."
Shadowstride
Ever since losing her blood kits, Shadowstride had never been the same. She didn't have as many emotions or feelings of care. But, when she decided to become a permanent queen and take care of orphaned kits, she couldn't have found a better calling. They weren't her own, but they filled that void. Only, she was way more protective of them... especially when Poppykit died of holly berries. Shadowstride would always keep her kits within a few fox leaps of her and whenever she left to see the grave of her past kits, she would make certain the elders would keep them within a rabbit length of them. There was just no telling what could happen if she looked away for even a moment. Shadowstride never knew if she would try to get her own kits again... she feared it. What if they died too? Would Starclan kill her adopted kits if she tried? There was just too much fear tethering her to where she is now. She couldn't even trust Starclan, let alone her leader or clan mates.

So Shadowstride's depression is really taking a hold of her life. I would type more but I need sleep and I have more stuff to do so hopefully next time I can get more in.

Tatteredpelt trains Riverpaw in advanced hunting
Snowtrail trains Lavenderpaw in fishing
Goldenflower trains Firepaw in combat
Rippleface trains Lionpaw in climbing
Saltwind trains Puddlepaw in advanced hunting
Lunarglow trains Reedpaw in swimming
Timberstar and Rippleface evaluate Puddlepaw
Timberstar and Tatteredpelt evaluate Riverpaw
Hollypelt and Valleyglow search for herbs
Tatteredpelt, Riverpaw, Goldenflower, Firepaw, Tatteredpelt, and Riverpaw hunt
Brambleshade, Brindlestrike, Stonebark, Rainpelt, Snowtrail, and Lavenderpaw hunt
Lunarglow, Reedpaw, Saltwind, Puddlepaw, Birchfur, and Coltsface patrol the boarders
Rippleface, Lionpaw, Littleheart, Yewfeather, Juniperleap, and Snaketail patrol the boarders
Uneasy, Timberstar asks Starclan for a medicine cat
Juniperleap and Snaketail go on a romantic walk
Juniperleap and Snaketail look for something malicious - specifically holly berries
Timberstar sets Rainpelt, Silvertail, and Crowwhisker to watch the kits for the moon

The clan consumes seven voles, 7 servings!

My gallery · by **Galipaygo** » Sat Nov 17, 2018 1:55 pm

𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔫

The shadows lurk deep in this clan. Once destroyed by a horrible fate, one of blood and murder, Mistclan found itself in ruin. The only cat surviving being the one who now calls themselves leader. Starclan doesn't trust Mistclan's past, and therefore looks to their new leader with suspicion. When this leader received his ninth life, they told him if he or any deputy/leader turned on Starclan, they would be doomed a fate worse than the Dark Forest...
Mistclan used to be a peaceful and hopeful clan full of kinship and care. Only when Foxtail became Foxstar through murdering of Cloudstar and his mate Mudsplash did that all change. Foxstar demanded work of all, elders and kits dying faster than they were meant to by the strain. Warriors fought for the scraps of prey they could find from over hunting and apprentices often didn't live to be named warriors.
The deputy at this time was Jaggedfang - a ruthless tom who ordered the deceased cats to be the food source instead of scraping in the dirt for a mouse bone. His mate, Dewlight, was one of the few cats left with hope. She hid one of her kits away from the rest of the clan and fed him well, training him and telling him tales of the past almost forgotten. This kit would soon be the soul survivor of Mistclan, defeating Jaggedfang and Foxstar in a full clan war. No one that got injured survived their wounds...
Starclan let this lone cat become the new leader, fearing he will fall back into Foxstar's ways. All they could do was trust and watch, though, as this tom ventured off to find a new home and create a new way of life. One better than Mistclan is known for. More history will be discovered through watching this clan grow...

The territory is mostly covered in swamp lands, but there are some groves in which the clan lives and mainly hunts or searches for herbs. The trees usually block out the sun, leaving the cats to have coats of darker colors but shorter fur so they can hide without overheating. Prey here are mainly toads, frogs, small birds, small fish, large fish, and minnows. Common predators are alligators, boars, snakes, and the occasional hawk.

This is my second clan, proof of my first clan's age is here.

My gallery · by **inky.** » Sun Nov 18, 2018 10:43 am

B E A R C L A N
Number of Cats: 49 (7 kits)
Number of Servings: 9
Next Ruins Visit: 11/24
Next Birth: Rosemist (Now!)
Mod Notes: Oh my bad!
Cats to Find: N/A

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Cindertail curled his tail around Rabbitspark. It was time for the drawing. A very sick-looking Slatestar hunched over the stone pit, Sandstep beside him and whispering encouraging words in his ear. The grey tom leaned over, showing his protruding spine and ribs. His tall height didn't help, since he was already hunching over to be able to reach Sandstep. He reached down a paw with a straight face. The leader flicked his wrist, making it seem like it took way more energy that it needed, sending a stone scampering over the stone outcrop. All of BearClan watched his face intently. Slatestar's usually clouded eyes suddenly broke free of their mist, making way for a enormous wave of regret, sadness, disbelief, and grief. His body gave a shutter and he spread his paws to keep himself steady. He slowly moved his head to look down on the crowd. Cindertail furrowed his brow. Why was he so distraught? Who was it? Then he looked around, and realized the whole Clan was looking at him, including Slatestar.
"Cindertail." He choked "Your stone has been drawn." Cindertail felt everything go numb. His paws wobbled beneath him. Him? No. It couldn't be. He felt the whole earth sway beneath him. He looked at Rabbitspark. The love of his life. His everything. Her eyes were shattered. Her jaw was twitching. She knew he wasn't going to come back if he went up there. Not with his leg. She pressed her nose into his neck. She knew, and yet she still remained positive. "You're going to be okay, Cindertail, I know you are." Cindertail shook his head and pulled her as close as possible. He inhaled deeply, drawing his mate's scent into his lungs for what would probably be the last time.

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That night was rough. He couldn't sleep because Rabbitspark was sobbing. She was quiet, but he knew what was happening. It was her way of coping with what would come the next morning. All he could do was press comfortingly against her. Sorrow pulled at his heart when he woke up and realized it wasn't just some cruel dream. He limped out of the den, where the Clan waited to send him off. At that moment, he realized how thankful he was to be a part of BearClan. Sure, things weren't always sunshine and rainbows, but he had been in the Clan since the beginning and had come to know each of its residents happily. He couldn't help but let a tear slip down his cheek when he saw his mate at the center. She was sniffling, watching him with wide, wet eyes. The eyes that had contained so much joy, so much brightness, now weighed down by grief and pleading. He gave her a smile as he stepped in front of her. She choked out a quiet sob as she pressed herself next to him. She nuzzled his chest and licked his chin. He touched his nose to her ear, inhaling her scent once more before licking her on the forehead and pulling away. Rabbitspark took a deep breath to compose herself and looked into the crowd where Lilypaw and Ashpaw watched their parents with wide eyes. She motioned with her tail for the pair to come forward. Reluctantly, the two cats faced their father. Cindertail gave them a weak smile. He nuzzled his daughter first, wrapping around Lilypaw and murmuring how much he was proud of her and how much love she gave him. Then he turned to his son. Ashpaw. The apprenticed looked up at him with confusion and fear. Cindertail touched his son's forehead with his nose. He put his muzzle next to his ear. "Take care of them, Ashpaw." He whispered. Pulling away, he looked at the cats surrounding them. He nodded to Adderbreeze, the first apprentice he truly cared about. He told Darkpaw to continue training hard without him, to which the tom nodded bravely. Then his green eyes moved to Slatestar. The leader shook his head in grief. Cindertail rested his chin on the tom's shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Cindertail." He whispered into his friend's fur. Cindertail chuckled. "It's my fault for not retiring." He pulled away and smiled at Slatestar "We've had so many great memories together, my friend, thank you for everything." Slatestar's eyes glazed over and he pressed his eyelids together. "Thank you, Cindertail, for being the best warrior I've seen. I'll truly never forget you, old friend." The two nuzzled each other again. Finally, Cindertail turned back to his mate. She walked up to him and touched his nose with hers. "I love you so much Rabbitspark. Don't you forget it." He purred. She smiled weakly. "I love you too. Please don't go." She cried. The tom shook his head. "I have to, my love. But don't worry, we'll meet again, no matter how long it takes. I will always be with you. Though you might not be able to hear me I'm there, telling terrible, terrible jokes." He promised with a smile, looking down at her beautiful, tear-streaked face. Then, he took a deep breath and disappeared through the camp entrance and into the forest.

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The sun had set by the time Cindertail reached the mouth of the cave. His broken leg was protesting and throbbing, but he could barely feel it over the overwhelming sense of fear that was clawing at his insides, ripping him apart savagely. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 'For Rabbitspark.' He determined, and stepped confidently into the dark cave. The moon behind him cast a shadow in the already-suffocating darkness. "Hey!" He growled "Come on! Let's get this over with you good for nothing beast!" His sharp yowl cut through the damp air. A cool wind swirled around him, carrying traces of the bear's hostility on it. "I'd suggest you'd watch your mouth cat." A voice growled. "Why?" Cindertail cried "You're going to kill me either way! I might as well tell you how much I despise you!" Suddenly, a paw struck the tom in the side, sending him tumbling across the den. Groaning, he got up, limping back to his position, where the bear now stood. "Give it all you've got, cat." it challenged. "I was planning on it." He snarled. The warrior launched himself into the air, spitting, snarling, and claws furiously swiping at the bear's hide. He landed in between the bear's shoulders. The tom sunk his teeth into the beast's neck, earning a howl of pain. Cindertail swiped at the bear's ears and viciously jerked his head from side to side, ripping the bear's flesh. Blood spurted into his mouth, clogging his throat. The taste was so overwhelming he had to let go. He unclamped his jaws and spluttered out all of the hot liquid. The metallic taste still overpowered everything, but now he could focus. The bear was howling so loud that Cindertail bet the cats at home could hear him. The cat clawed his way up the bear's neck. Cindertail was going for the eyes. He was at the crown of the bear's head when the bear bucked, tossing its head from side to side, trying to dislodge Cindertail from its skull. It succeeded, eventually sending the cat soaring through the air. Cindertail hit a stone dangling from the ceiling. He landed awkwardly and his bad leg refused to move. Hissing in annoyance and pain, he whipped his head up to see the bear hurtling at him. Cindertail tried to roll away, but the bear wrapped its jaws around the middle of his body. Teeth didn't poke through his stomach, he rested gently in the bear's mouth as he was lifted off of the ground. The bear stood on its hind legs and took Cindertail out of its mouth with a paw. He was squished between the heavy paws of his opponent. His face scrunched up in discomfort. The bear snarled and drool dripped from the fangs that were in front of the trembling warrior. "Any last words?" The bear growled in a soft voice. "I hope you like being blind." Cindertail spat. He wiggled a paw out from the bear's death grip and hurled his unsheathed claws over its face, slicing open its right eye. Blood cascaded down the creature's cheek. It let out an ear-piercing howl and clasped its paws over its eye, releasing Cindertail. The grey tom landed with a thump on the cold floor. The fall had knocked all of the breath out of his lungs, but he wasted no time in crawling towards the gaping exit. The one chance he had at living. Of seeing his family again. Of laughing with Rabbitspark at how overly emotional and unnecessary their goodbye was. He was so close. His belly scraped against the floor of the cavern as he made his way to the guarantee of his life. One of his paws reached the outside and was flooded by the brilliant moonlight. A smile parted his lips and he choked out a laugh, tears spilling over his face. He would see her again. But then, he felt teeth sink into his foot. Hope was replaced with panic and pain. Before he could scream, he was being pulled back into the darkness. His paws flailed, trying to grasp the outside world. But he was back inside the murder den. The bear growled and huffed and snarled. "You idiot being!" It howled "How dare you! For that, I will rip out your insides and return you to your stupid Clan as an empty carcass." The bear placed a paw on Cindertail's back. The tom flipped over, sinking his teeth into the bear's paw and pummeling its nose with his broken back legs, even though every movement sent a shot of ferocious pain up his spine. The bear stood back up and Cindertail puffed up, spitting and snarling like a rabid dog. He launched himself back at the bear, but his legs gave out mid-jump and the monster easily knocked him down. Cindertail collided with a solid stone wall. He felt his spine crack and he slid to the ground. He tried to get up. His front paws wobbled and he cursed at them. His shoulders hunched over and he gulped a lump in his throat as he realized he couldn't move the lower half of his body. It wouldn't matter is he could, though, the bear quickly grabbed him again, this time puncturing the skin of his belly slightly, causing the tom to cry out in pain. The bear flung him again against the wall. Once he hit the ground, the bear recollected Cindertail, this time lifting him up by his head. He felt pressure building in his brain and was thankful when the bear flung him again. But his head hit the stone wall and he black dots spotted his vision. He didn't have the energy or ability to get to his feet. All he could move were his eyes. They flickered over to where the bear loomed. A shadow in a field of darkness. The moonlight filled its face for a moment and Cindertail could see where his claws had cut through the bear's eye. It was swollen shut and blood was bubbling out of it. But that's not what he focused on. He focused on the parted jaws that were lunging at him. He felt tears escape his eyes. He looked out at the forest for a final time. 'I love you.' He told his Clan telepathically. He then moved his eyes back to his fate. The last thing Cindertail saw was the moonlight glinting off of the wet fangs of the bear. And then, darkness.

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Rabbitspark groomed herrself. The anxiety of the drawing was still eating at her. There was a minuscule chance that he would survive, but she still had hope. That hope grew when Weaselfur came back from his patrol with a familiar scent. But then that hope crashed harshly when she discovered that scent was mixed with blood and the horrid smell of death. Apparently, other cats smelled it too because eventually Weaselfur was surrounded by warriors. Rabbitspark rose to her paws slowly. Everything was numb. She didn't feel herself moving towards the crowd. But as soon as cats saw her, they parted. Her face was stoic, her legs stumbling slightly. Shock and denial clouded her mind. All of the cats parted for her and Weaselfur's eyes darted from side to side. "Rabbitspark, I-" He started, but she cut him off. "Where is he?" She whispered, voice gravelly. Weaselfur dipped his head. He turned and showed his side. Rabbitspark sunk to the ground. She sat down, eyes growing large and her jaw hanging open, breaths coming out in short huffs. Before her, on Weaselfur's back, was Cindertail's body. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and blood leaked from his neck, head, and back. There were scratches everywhere and his entire left ear was ripped off. Rabbitspark let out a mangled cry. She rushed to him and buried her nose into the blood soaked fur of her mate. Weaselfur eased his body to the ground. As soon as he was resting, Rabbitspark curled around her mate, pulling him closer and nudging his muzzle with hers. Weaselfur wrapped his tail around her and placed his chin on her head. They had been together since ElmClan all those moons ago. Now, she was breaking, and Weaselfur couldn't bear it. He tried to nudge her away from his body, but Rabbitspark hissed at him. "Don't you dare!" She cried, tears streaming down her face. Weaselfur dipped his head and backed away, letting her push herself closer to her mate. "Momma?" A voice whispered from behind them. Weaselfur turned to see Ashpaw staring wide-eyed at the scene, Lilypaw hiding behind him. Rabbitspark turned to her kits. She let out a sob and looked back down at Cindertail's body. Ashpaw walked over and sat next to her. She pushed her head into her son's chest, Ashpaw resting his chin on her head and his eyes glued to his father's broken body. Lilypaw rested her cheek on her mother's shoulder and cried with her. Hawkpaw slowly approached Ashpaw and Thunderpaw looked fearfully at his mother. Adderbreeze blinked, a tear rolling down her face, smiling weakly at Thunderpaw. The apprentice went to nuzzle his mother, letting her quietly sob into his shoulder. The whole Clan gathered around, crying and remembering the dead tom together.

[Cindertail goes to the bear. He is killed in the fight. His body is brought to camp for the Clan to mourn]
[Rosemist goes into labor, Otterfur is the father. Minkblossom assists]
[Sandstep, Cougarleap, Hareshadow, and Weaselfur go after the fox]
[Hareshadow, Hickorywind, Rainwing, and Otterfur hunt]
[Grassheart, Vipersun, Nightclaw, and Lionclaw hunt]
[Cindertail teaches Darkpaw Swimming]
[Gingerstem teaches Hollypaw nothing]
[Sandstep teaches Lilypaw Climbing]
[Weaselfur teaches Ashpaw Climbing]
[Rainwing teaches Stonepaw Hunting]
[Quailthroat teaches Shrewpaw Hunting]
[Turtlegaze teaches Starlingpaw Hunting]
[Swiftwind teaches Shrikepaw Hunting]
[Stormfang teaches Thunderpaw Hunting]
[Batfur teaches Hawkpaw hunting]
[Minkblossom looks for herbs]
[The Clan consumes x3 big fish]

Leader:
Slatestar | 60 m | M | X
Lives: ★★★★

Deputy:
Sandstep | 56 m | F | X

Medicine Cat:
Minkblossom | 66 m | F | X

Warriors:
Cougarleap | 42 m | M | X
Batfur | 42 m | M | X
Weaselfur | 76 m | M | X
Grassheart | 44 m | F | X
Vipersun | 57 m | M | X
Ravencloud | 45 m | F | X
Stormfang | 35 m | M | X
Gingerstem | 47 m | F | X
Quailthroat | 52 m | F | X
Otterfur | 58 m | M | X
Lionclaw | 50 m | M | X
Fognose | 29 m | F | X
Deerleap | 43 m | F | X
Swiftwind | 26 m | M | X
Wrenpond | 38 m | F | X
Nightclaw | 38 m | M | X
Wisteriawind | 57 m | F | X
Nightfur | 23 m | M| X
Elmstream | 23 m | F| X
Talonsky | 23 m | M| X
Robinheart | 22 m | M| X
Campionfang | 43 m | M | X
Turtlegaze | 36 m | F | X
Rabbitspark | 48 m | F | X
Wolfthorn | 52 m | M | X
Rainwing| 71 m | F | X
Hickorywind | 16 m | M | X
Acornfall | 16 m | F | X
Adderbreeze | 29 m| F | X
Squirrelheart | 29 m | F | X
Hareshadow | 18 m | M | X
Windfeather | 31 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Apprentices:
Darkpaw | 16 m | M | X
Hollypaw | 16 m | F | X
Lilypaw | 9 m | F | X
Ashpaw | 9 m | M | X
Stonepaw | 7 m | M | X
Shrewpaw | 7 m | M | X
Starlingpaw | 7 m | F | X
Shrikepaw | 7 m | F | X (Asthmatic)
Thunderpaw | 7 m | M | X
Hawkpaw | 7 m | F | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Queens:
Astercry | 29 m | F | X
Rosemist | 52 m | F | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Kits:
Badgerkit | 5 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Elders:
Oaktooth | 125 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

My gallery · by **`sappho** » Sun Nov 18, 2018 11:56 am

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total population: 1 → 2 female, 1 males
next cave visit: saturday, 11/24

"thank you great council, you're wishes will be granted. you desires for the coven will come true," angela whispered,
her eyes closed and head bowed. "lady angela?" a soft voice questioned. lady angela's eyes opened and were instantly
glaring at whoever had walked in on her speaking to the night. she didn't even have to see the fiery orange fur to kno
w it was cassandra. of course she was thankful to the night for granting her a witch doctor and witch but this witch w
as the most aloof she-cat she had ever known. "what do you want?" she grunted, pushing herself to her paws. "i was j
ust coming to check in on you, lady," cassandra murmur. "what did i tell you the last time you used this excuse to get
out of practicing?" the witch looked at her paws guiltily. "you said that the next time you catch me goofing off you w
ould take me on a patrol and force me to practice hunting yourself," she said reluctantly. lady angela nodded. "so let's
be off then." the two she-cat walked out of the den and into the the foggy forest.

- the coven uses 2 servings of raven.
- lady angela and cassandra go on a hunting patrol.
- baron raven goes searching for more herbs.

My gallery · by **eel.** » Mon Nov 19, 2018 4:00 am

Number of Cats: 23
Toms - 12|| She-cats - 11
Mod: ashton.
Current # of servings needed: 5
Next Birth: N/A

Oof writer's block.

[POST LOG]
CONSUMPTION:
The Empire consumes x3 mice and x2 voles.

NEW CATS:
N/A

TRAINING:
Percy trains Rookiewigeon in battle.
Blazelion trains Cadetswan in hunting.

MATES AND KITS:
N/A

CATS TO LOOK FOR:

Auletris
Timberpaw
Orielnose
Blank Slate (naming Rookiestream and calling female)

PATROL 1:
Noble and Civetfang patrol.

PATROL 2:
Elmblood, Spottedfang, and Rogerfang patrol.

HUNTING PATROL 1:
Blazelion and Cadetswan hunt.

HUNTING PATROL 2:
Wormwood hunts.

HERB HUNTING
Paisleyburner looks for herbs

LEADERSHIP CHANGES:
None

CEREMONIES:
N/A

STARCLAN VISIT:
N/A

BIG CHANGES:
I forgot to tell you, this is Nettlesting's growth.
Also, is there a new picture I can use for Cleopatra? Hers broke. I believe she was a tortoiseshell.
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Credit to Fontmeme

My gallery · by **lameloserlexi** » Mon Nov 19, 2018 4:37 am

clan's archive

Number of Cats: 74
38 [Male] 36 [Female]
Next Moonpool Visit: -
Waveclan eats twelve servings of gull

"Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures."
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"You know a few cats are trying to get the Long Hunt removed from the clan, right?"

"I remember my long hunt... Mouserunner always told me it was to remind the clan that we come from loners. It makes the apprentices remember their ancestry, and also feel more bonds by knowing the way they lived... But I never expected an apprentice to not come back."

"I know there are those of you out there who don't believe the Long Hunt is worth anything. We lost Batpaw to it, and we've even had instances where apprentices come home to losing a loved one."

"However. The Long Hunt reminds us of who we are now, we are a clan now. There are those of you who came here from other clans, there are also those of you who came here as loners, and finally, there are those who were born here. The Long Hunt reminds the ones who were born into the clan life to remember the hardships of a loner. Sadly, those hardships include dying... But Batpaw didn't die alone. She will live on in Starclan with our past clanmates."

"I will not suspend the Long Hunts nor will Blazestar. It is sacred to this clan, as he intended it would be."

"Coralpool! Is Beaverpaw cleared for the retry?"

"No, and she won't be for a while. Not only does the injury have to heal up a bit more, but she will have to relearn all her training with her paw, if she is able."

"What does that mean? Is Beaverpaw not going to be a warrior?"

"She can, but only if she puts in the hard work. A broken paw is no small thing, especially a back one. The way it healed is crooked and for a while, it'll hurt to put pressure on it. I'm sure one day she'll be a warrior, but that day won't be soon."

'This is no good...'

"Well, once Beaverpaw is healed up, she'll be put to work around camp. You'll change every single cat's bedding and organize all the herbs- Coralpool's been behind, being away from camp for a whole moon."

'The boring work will push her to strive for a good recovery...'

[ Finchwhisker, Asterpool, Turtleglare, Patchfur, Foxpaw, and Cougarpaw go on a dawn border patrol ]
[ Tinyfog, Tortoisecreek, Frostclaw, Panthersnap, Wolfpaw, and Racoonpaw go on a dusk border patrol ]
[ Aurorapond, Flintfang, Deerfeather, Bayrise, Bassflow, and Brindlepaw go on a dawn hunting trip ]
[ Bearsplash, Smallstorm, Newtmask, Ghostcloud, Bubblepaw, and Morningpaw go on a noon hunting trip ]
[ Toadsnare, Dawnshore, Hurricanecry, Smokemane, Geckoflash, and Rainpaw go on a dusk hunting trip ]
[ Ryestrike, Goatshade, Sunglow, Maplelily, Salamanderflame, and Mountainpaw go on a midnight hunting trip ]
[ Coralpool goes herb hunting ]
[ Smogpaw, Bouncepaw, Jaypaw, Bluepaw, Cloverpaw, and Spottedpaw go training: Swimming ]

[ Blackspot treats Alice, Blazestar, and Silverscar ]
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Leader:

燃

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Deputy:

花

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Medicine Cat:

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My gallery · by **bug.gie** » Mon Nov 19, 2018 5:55 am

ROBINCLAN
Number of Cats: 47
toms: 23 | mollies: 24
lasair's group

pine stretched out his paws, despite the clan's hospitality he insisted on sleeping outside the camp as he could tell some cats were uncomfortable with his presence and he felt like he didn't belong in the midst of a bunch of clan cats. oighir had suggested for him to keep a look out for anything suspicious and to report anything weird he sees. he didn't mind acting like a guard dog for the clan.

pine leapt down to stand by the waterfall, he noticed the grass slightly stained with blood. he ignored it guessing it was from some prey. he padded along the stream of water, the sound of the water filled his ears and relaxed him. the calmness was broken when a cat figure stood atop one of the rocks, unable to see who it was due to the sun behind them pine stood his ground and snarled.

the figure quickly disappeared into the bushes. loud rustling followed as he watched a shape follow the bushes around him until it came to a stop closer to the waterfall. the figure pushed through the bushes and stood with a nonthreatening stance. a ginger tabby tom stood in front of pine, he smelled of ash and twoleg.

"you don't seem to know of me." the tabby spoke, purring and slowly circling pine. "that doesn't matter now." he chuckled, stopping his circling and padding up to pine. "the flame will extinguish the robin." the tom hissed, almost slashing pine's nose before leaping into the shadows.

a warning of war.

-

fómhar's paws twitched with annoyance, it had been another day where he was sent out by sneachta. there was no prey in sight for moons and fómhar's paws ached for the exercise. he padded by the path sneachta had showed him on his first day as an apprentice. despite the fact he knew he wasn't going to find any prey he still kept a keen eye for any sign of prey.

he wasn't paying any attention to where he was going and before he realized it he had made his way to half way down the mountain. the sound of a cat whimpering broke the silence of the forest. fómhar took a few cautious steps towards the direction of the sound. standing behind some trees, he peered out. a calico tom stood whimpering over the body of a smaller and lighter coloured tom.

as he stared at the two he recognized the wailing tom as pine. just as fómhar was about to step about a loud ear hurting noise came from the distance and a huge orange monster came into view, pine stood straight, his fur stood on end in alarm, he licked the smaller tom's shoulder before running up the mountain.

a mate grieving.

[ oighir, stoirm, caonach, snowtuft, adhmad and seabhac hunt ]
[ oíche, úll, seabhac, carraig, cloch and fuinseog hunt ]
[ dramhaíl, óir, farraige, seabhac, solas and duilleog patrol ]
[ sneachta, darach, ghrian, oighir, stoirm and oíche patrol ]
[ réalta, ádh and rós go herb hunting ]

[ cré-umha trains with snowtuft - endurance ]
[ fómhar trains with sneachta - climbing ]
[ marmair trains with ghrian - climbing ]
[ scréachóg trains with gloine - climbing ]

[ cait looses a life due to being poisoned ]

[ robinclan eat 2 stoats and a vole ]

(notes; no prey catches for now)
(rogue - pine)

Leader:
cait | 60m | molly | x
Lives: ★★★★★★★☆☆

Deputy:
oighir | 56m | tom | x

Medicine Cat:
réalta | 51m | molly | x
rós | 19m | molly | x
ádh | 17m | molly | x

Medicine Cat Apprentices:

Warriors:
oíche | 41m | tom | x
stoirm | 44m | tom | x
duilleog | 29m | tom | x
snowtuft | 29m | molly | x
adhmad | 39m | tom | x
solas | 29m | molly | x
sioc | 72m | tom | x
seabhac | 59m | molly | x
branar | 46m | molly | x
ghrian | 68m | tom | x
darach | 31m | molly | x
ómra | 47m | molly | x
caonach | 39m | molly | x
sneachta | 22m | molly | left
bán | 22m | tom | right
óir | 21m | molly | x
coirt | 82m | molly | x
gloine | 44m | tom | x
sciathán | 58m | tom | x
carraig | 19m | tom | x
cloch | 18m | tom | x
fuinseog | 18m | molly | x
xx- mute
éan | 62m | tom | x
fiáin | 15m | tom | x
tíogair | 15m | tom | x
úll | 15m | molly | x
damhán | 43m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Apprentices:
cré-umha | 14m | tom | x
scréachóg | 8m | tom | x
marmair | 8m | molly | x
fómhar | 8m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Queens:
gualaigh | 32m | molly | x
farraige | 70m | molly | x
dramhaíl | 44m | molly | x
scamall | 29m | molly | x
amhrán | 45m | molly | x | kitting 1 moon
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Kits:
snáthaid | 3m | molly | x
scáth | 3m | tom | x
eitilt | 3m | tom | x
xx- deaf
péine | 3m | tom | x
coillte | 1m | molly | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

Elders:
fíochmhar | 137m | tom | x
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]x[/url]

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Tue Nov 20, 2018 12:07 pm

- W E A T H E R -

Greenleaf- The sudden cool breeze quickly gives way to the blazing sun of Greenleaf. Just because it's the first day of the new season doesn't mean it's gonna go easy on you. The heat is making even the most active cats doze off and the rivers and lakes are already starting to shrink.

──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── - M O D•N O T E S -

•If you would like to join our Discord, please PM me or one of the mods for an invite link.

•Very soon, a few new features will be added onto the front. I would personally advise that you either stop sending out patrols for new cats or to lessen your numbers to make the new features easier on your Clans.

•My reply schedule is being changed to every four days instead of every two days!

──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── - M A I N•C L A N S -

[ Mapleclan ] • [ Forestclan ] • [ Gustclan ] • [ Briarclan ] • [ Azgeda ] • [ Swiftclan ] • [ Groveclan ] • [ Mallowclan ]
[ Lagoonclan ] • [ Brumeclan ] • [ Shiningclan ]

- S E C O N D•C L A N S -

[ Lavenderclan ] • [ Mangroveclan ] • [ Mistclan ]

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Zelos Wilder wrote:

New cats/rank up:
--> Ferretkit and Otterkit are ready to be apprentices! Ferretpaw would be apprenticed to Appleclaw, and Otterpaw would be apprenticed to Thornstrike.
--> Daisypaw is ready to take her final assessment! If she passes, her warrior name would be Daisypatch.
--> The new warrior is named Snowflower

Hunting/Patrols:
--> Cricketheart, Sparkpaw, and Daisypaw hunt
--> Nettleblaze looks for herbs
--> Peachfrost, Slatepaw, Robinbreeze, Cinderpaw, Appleclaw, and Firesong hunt.
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Training:
--> Cinderpaw and Slatepaw train in swimming.
--> Sparkpaw is not allowed to train this moon.
--> Ferretpaw and Otterpaw train in hunting.

Mates/Kits:
--> Maplecloud is due! (Father is Thornstrike).

Other:
--> ShiningClan consumes 1 frog and 1 rabbit
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-->

[ Ferretkit and Otterkit are now apprentices: Ferretpaw and Otterpaw! ]
[ Daisypaw sadly didn't pass her final assessment. She will need to try again next moon ]
[ Cricketheart's patrol caught a small fish ]
[ Nettleblaze gathered burdock root and lavender ]
[ Peachfrost's patrol caught three mice ]
[ Cinderpaw and Slatepaw learned the Swim skill ]
[ Ferretpaw didn't seem the grasp the concept of staying quite while hunting and didn't learn the skill this time. Otterpaw learned the Hunt skill ]
[ Maplecloud gave birth to three kits. Sadly, one kit was born weak and died several hours later ]
[ Mod Notes: Here is a grown up image for Maplecloud ]

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east is up wrote:
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eclipseclan is located in a large, open territory,
accompanied by the ocean and big oak trees. they
do many of their activities, such as training, in their
wide open meadow located near the ocean. cats of
eclipseclan have located their camp in caves next
to the beach that are far enough away from the
oceans reach. the weather is usually colder, and
the air always smells of salt water. cool breezes
often drift across their territory, creating a very
enjoyable weather for the cats.

eclipse clan cats have adapted to colder weather,
and most, if not all, cats have long, thick fur. most
eclipseclan cats are also fairly petitite, and a very
common eyecolor is light blue. eclipseclan cats
have fairly larger paws than most other clans. they
have the habit of fishing in the shallower area
of the ocean, and most cats enjoy swimming

eclipseclan cats are quite solitary, but they will
enjoy being around other cats when and if that
happens. eclipseclan cats are also quite feisty,
and are not afraid to pick fights over things
such as prey, territory, and protecting their
clanmates.

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i am restarting eclipseclan so i can focus on it as i become more active!

[ Eclipseclan has been founded ]
[ Your mod will be Clarke Kom Skaikru ]

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Galipaygo wrote:
𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔫

The shadows lurk deep in this clan. Once destroyed by a horrible fate, one of blood and murder, Mistclan found itself in ruin. The only cat surviving being the one who now calls themselves leader. Starclan doesn't trust Mistclan's past, and therefore looks to their new leader with suspicion. When this leader received his ninth life, they told him if he or any deputy/leader turned on Starclan, they would be doomed a fate worse than the Dark Forest...
Mistclan used to be a peaceful and hopeful clan full of kinship and care. Only when Foxtail became Foxstar through murdering of Cloudstar and his mate Mudsplash did that all change. Foxstar demanded work of all, elders and kits dying faster than they were meant to by the strain. Warriors fought for the scraps of prey they could find from over hunting and apprentices often didn't live to be named warriors.
The deputy at this time was Jaggedfang - a ruthless tom who ordered the deceased cats to be the food source instead of scraping in the dirt for a mouse bone. His mate, Dewlight, was one of the few cats left with hope. She hid one of her kits away from the rest of the clan and fed him well, training him and telling him tales of the past almost forgotten. This kit would soon be the soul survivor of Mistclan, defeating Jaggedfang and Foxstar in a full clan war. No one that got injured survived their wounds...
Starclan let this lone cat become the new leader, fearing he will fall back into Foxstar's ways. All they could do was trust and watch, though, as this tom ventured off to find a new home and create a new way of life. One better than Mistclan is known for. More history will be discovered through watching this clan grow...

The territory is mostly covered in swamp lands, but there are some groves in which the clan lives and mainly hunts or searches for herbs. The trees usually block out the sun, leaving the cats to have coats of darker colors but shorter fur so they can hide without overheating. Prey here are mainly toads, frogs, small birds, small fish, large fish, and minnows. Common predators are alligators, boars, snakes, and the occasional hawk.

This is my second clan, proof of my first clan's age is here.

[ Mistclan has been founded ]
[ I will be your second mod ]

My gallery · by **winter solstice.** » Tue Nov 20, 2018 3:15 pm

O W L C L A N
Number of Cats: 8 (3 M | 5 F | 0 NB)
Next Star Rock Visit: November 27th, 2018
Archive Thread: boop
Serving Size: 3

(Last moon)
Dark Moon
Dark Moon let out a hearty laughter as the three kits clambered all over his body. Misty Lake let out a slight huff of disapproval, but did not say anything else. The black-furred leader of OwlClan turned to the kits' mother and meowed, chuckling, "They sure are energetic, Misty." The young queen rolled her eyes and replied, "You let them clamber all over you, Dark Moon." Chuckling, the OwlClan leader turned to the silver-furred queen and mewed, "I'm inviting you and your kits to the sharpclaws' den today, to explain all of our traditions and perhaps swap stories from our pasts." Misty blinked thoughtfully, meowing, "I'm not so sure about swapping stories, but it would be much easier if I could hear of our traditions, especially for the kits." Nodding sagely, Dark Moon meowed, "Come, I'll escort you four there now." Giggling, Feather, Snow, and Rain jumped off of the black-furred tom and marched behind him, with Misty bringing up the rear.

The small group left the nursery and moved toward the sharpclaws' den, where Long Shadow, Fallen Pinecone, and newest member Rising Dawn were standing at the entrance, waiting for Dark Moon's arrival. Dipping their heads in respect, the three sharpclaws disappeared into the den first. Smiling softly, Dark Moon allowed Misty and her three kits to enter the large den. Looking up to the stars, Dark Moon whispered, "StarClan, Tribe of Endless Hunting, ancestors of OwlClan, I turn to you for guidance today - allow my tongue to speak of your sacred traditions and teachings, so that the Clan I remade will not die out without bearing fruit."

<In the sharpclaws' den>
Dark Moon
The black-furred leader of OwlClan cleared his throat and began, "Today we are gathered here to hear of OwlClan's origins, traditions, and unique belief system." Taking a deep breath, Dark Moon cast his orange gaze across the large den before continuing, "OwlClan, the original one, owes its existence to two pre-existing groups of cats - NightClan and Tribe of the Shining Lake. NightClan was known for its caring, kind nature, as no cat within the Clan turned away any well-meaning travelers passing through their territory. The Tribe was too, known for its gentle demeanor. The two groups became steadfast allies throughout their countless moons of coexisting, and each group benefited from the other's help." Silver Snow's small voice piped up from one corner, where the three kits were sitting next to their mother, "Then why make OwlClan?" Misty shushed the small tom as Dark Moon continued, stifling a chuckle, "Well, they did, indeed, have a reason to band together as one and create OwlClan." The black tom's expression grew dark as he meowed, "A ruthless band of rogues numbering more than twenty attacked both NightClan and Tribe of the Shining Lake. Neither group had time to communicate with the other, and they were massacred." Dark Moon's head hung low as he murmured, "Let us pause for a moment of silence, to honor those who went before us." A small moment of silence passed; Dark Moon cleared his throat again, meowing, "Thank you."

The black tom continued, "Although Brimstar, leader of NightClan, had lost her last life at the paws of the rogues' leader, and although Swooping Raven, Tribe-Healer of the Tribe of the Shining Lake, had died, there still remained some hope in the defeated groups. The deputy of NightClan, Owlmoon, suggested to combine the two groups into one, and preserve the history, traditions, and memories of both. The Tribe-Healer-To-Be of the Tribe, Soaring Heron, agreed, and the deal was made. Owlmoon became Owl Moon, first leader of OwlClan, with Soaring Heron becoming OwlClan's first Healer." Taking a deep breath, Dark Moon concluded, "The original OwlClan survived through thick and thin for countless moons too, before it met its terrible demise."

Fallen Pinecone, a lean brown tabby tom, asked carefully, his eyes gleaming from the corner he was sitting in, "What happened, to make OwlClan fall the first time?" Dark Moon replied simply:

"Badgers."

The entire Clan flinched at the mention of the large, lumbering black-and-white creatures. Dark Moon swallowed before meowing firmly, "We will not allow them to destroy this Clan again. No," his voice rose in intensity as he squared his shoulders and flexed his claws, "I will defend each and every one of you with my nine lives." A short moment of silence followed his remarks before Pinecone dipped his head gratefully, meowing, "I'm sure I speak for the whole of OwlClan - we are honored to call ourselves a member of this Clan, and we are honored to call you leader." Pride welled up in Dark Moon's chest as the black tom promised, half to himself and half to his ancestors, "OwlClan will not die. No, not anymore."

Dark Moon swallowed before meowing, "Now that our origins have been explained, I will explain our traditions. As a Tribe-Clan hybrid, OwlClan does not use the 'traditional' way of naming things. For instance, I am Dark Moon. Not Darkstar, not Moonstar, but Dark Moon. Moon is the part of the name all leaders of OwlClan bear, both in honor of Owl Moon, our first leader, and in honor of our ancestors, who come to guide us as the moon rises in the sky. We have two separate parts to our names, in honor of the Tribe that came before us. We call ourselves a Clan, in honor of the Clan that came before us. We live in a system most similar to a Clan, but the way we call the different ranks is more reminiscent of the ancients that came before us, as well as the Tribe of the Shining Lake. Other Clans call the cats who heal 'medicine cats', we call them 'healers'. The ones who hunt, patrol, and fight - which includes the bulk of any Clan - most Clans call them 'warriors'. We OwlClan call them 'sharpclaws'. The ones who train to become sharpclaws, we call them 'softpaws', while other Clans call them 'apprentices'. The rest - leader, deputy, queen, kits, elders - they remain the same." Dark Moon concluded grimly, "Although we are a Clan, we have a distinct identity, one no Clan nor Tribe these days can ever think to copy." Many a cat nodded their heads in understanding, as Dark Moon swallowed nervously.

The Casting of the Stones is next.

Dark Moon meowed solemnly, "The one ceremony that we will continue to honor in our time will be the Casting of the Stones. We use this ceremony when we must make important decisions." He stopped and turned around to leave, calling over his shoulder, "I'll be right back." Before anyone could reply to that, the dark-furred OwlClan leader dashed out, back to the open terrain of their camp. Dark Moon willed his paws to propel him forward, knowing time was of the essence.

<At the lake shore>
Dark Moon
Dark Moon breathlessly thanked his ancestors for lending him speed as he reached the shore. Many pebbles, some large, some small, lay scattered on the water's edge, and the black tom took care in collecting round, smooth pebbles, as much as he could carry -which was to say, not many. He made a mental note to come back with the entirety of his Clan later to bring more pebbles to camp. Turning around again, the black tom headed back, three pebbles clenched tightly in his jaws.

<At the Sharpclaw's den>
Dark Moon
Dark Moon nodded toward his Clanmates in greeting before dropping the three pebble onto the ground. The black tom explained, "I know there's only three pebbles right now, but one day it'll be much more. Anyway," he indicated toward the pebbles with a paw, continuing, "when an important decision must be made, most of the Clan - even kits who are three moons old or older - can participate, if they wish." Taking a pebble, Dark Moon meowed solemnly, "When it is time to cast stones, I will draw a circle on the ground, and split it into two, representing the two different sides." He drew a circle on the ground with his paws and drew a line in the middle to demonstrate, before meowing, "Once that is done, the casting will start." Dark Moon took a pebble and set it on one side, meowing, "Cats will line up in a single line, waiting for their turn. When it is time for a cat to vote, he or she will take a pebble and simply lay it down on the side they believe to be the right decision."

Dark Moon concluded, "Any questions?"

No cat spoke, their eyes trained on the circle and the pebbles. It wasn't until Dark Moon opened his mouth to dismiss the Clan that Quiet Rain, one of Misty's kits, piped up, "We don't have any questions, Dark Moon!" The Clan broke into laughter at the little seal-point she-kit's remark, and Dark Moon called, "Dismissed!"

(This moon)
Pinecone, Dawn
Rising Dawn, who had joined just a moon ago, looked back toward Fallen Pinecone, a more experienced sharpclaw, and meowed, "You know, I never really thought there was more to being a member of OwlClan than being together, til Dark Moon told us otherwise sometime back." Pinecone chuckled, "Yeah, me neither. But ever since that talk, I've been thinking..." The brown tabby tom hesitated, "that maybe he's right. Maybe there are such things as spiritual cats who appear to living cats in times of danger, or when we need guidance." Dawn nodded solemnly, "Yeah. That's what I thought too." Looking ahead toward where OwlClan territory ended, the calico she-cat meowed, turning the conversation over to something else, "Hey, I wonder if there's any other Clans beyond our territory?" Pinecone shrugged, replying, "I mean, Dark Moon says so, but I'm not sure if anyone's close to us?" Shrugging, Dawn remarked, "Those pine trees sure don't seem too welcoming." Pinecone laughed nervously, "I heard from Shadow that in some pine forest not too far from here, there used to live some nasty crows who killed cats who trespassed on their land!" Dawn shuddered, "Please, stop scaring me like that!" The two sharpclaws made good progress through their patrol, marking the boundaries as Dark Moon had instructed, eyes and ears alert for any sign of trouble nearby.

(Note to mod: Onyxlight, Fadedsong, Maplepaw, and Lyrasong can be found anytime~)

[ The Clan consumes Sparrow x1. ]
[ Dawn, a former loner, joins OwlClan as Rising Dawn, going by her original name, Dawn. ]
[ Dark Moon and Shadow hunt. ]
[ Pinecone and Dawn patrol, ]
[ Dark Moon requests for a deputy at the Star Rock. ]

Ally Clans:
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username

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

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

Fresh-Kill Pile:
Mice | x0 | 1 serving
Shrews | x0 | 1 serving
Fish | x0 | 2 servings
Rabbits | x1 | 2 servings
Sparrows | x0 | 3 servings
Total | 2 servings

Mentors:
Mentor | Softpaw | Number of Moves | Moves

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

Family:
Name and Name | Family and/or Relationship

My gallery · by **Galipaygo** » Tue Nov 20, 2018 6:00 pm

𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔫
Number of Cats: 1

Alone. That's all that was on Shadowstar's mind as he stalked away from the ruins of his old clan. His clanmates dead, his ancestors in the Dark Forest rather than Starclan, and no cat here to be with him. And Dewlight... mom. She was the only cat he hoped would be in Starclan for him. But that was too much to ask for, because even Shadowstar knew he'd go to the Dark Forest. All the murder and all the broken rules Mistclan had suffered. Every cat had gone against Starclan at some point so there was no mercy. Only the will to prove his father, Jaggedfang, how much better he was than him. Jaggedfang and Badgernose. But that's a painful past that Shadowstar ran from now. He picked up his pace, running from the pain in his clawed right eye, from the lifeless body of Dewlight, from the memories that riddled his mind. He ran through brambles, paws splashing in puddles scattered around the swamps. He refused to look behind himself so he could just let all the anger stay in that wretched camp! He crashed through the brush into a clearing and his legs gave way almost immediately. Shadowstar crumpled to the ground and his vision went black.

When he woke again, it was a new day. Quiet and still lonely, but new. The events from the last moon still flashed before his eyes and it drove him crazy. He decided to get up and do something, anything, to get his mind free from its cage. He looked around the clearing. It was actually a perfect place to camp out, with brush surrounding it and a great big tree spiraling into the sky, higher than any other swamp tree he had ever seen. This was the first time a smile tickled the sides of his muzzle in many seasons. He nodded softly and left to busy himself with anything to keep his mind from wandering again.
One thing was clear in his mind as this clearing of puddles: he didn't want Starclan's help here. He turned and left for his duties self assigned. Starclan will be left in Mistclan's old territory.
[Shadowstar patrols the boarders]
[Shadowstar hunts]

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