WildKiwi wrote:My clan's name is Silverclan. Silverclan are small and fast. Silverclan's territory is mostly filled with tall oak trees. A small stream runs through Silverclan and that stream is for drinking not swimming. Silverclan cats are peaceful cats, but they will fight like lions for whats right.
Awesomeness7 wrote:
OOC: I don’t have access to a computer! Sorry!
Prey: 1 frog fed half the clan!
Moonpool: Flamestar asks for a warrior!
Herbs: Snowshine searches for herbs!
Hunting: Tawnyshadow and Shadowpelt go hunting!
Patrol: Flamestar patrols the border![/size]
I.C. wrote:☂ TEMPESTCLAN ☂
"the snow really just won't let up, will it?"
tempeststar glanced at the grey sky, blinking once. fat, soft flakes of white drifted down from the pale abyss, frigid to the touch. the cold air stung the tom's nose, and he flicked his tail once before glancing up at their newest addition, a long-haired, grey warrior. at least, he couldn't help thinking, you have that awfully thick coat to keep you warm. "it seems so. prey is being a lot more difficult to catch, isn't it?"
flinteyes gave a nod, looking down at the shorter tom. "you know, you really should rest. at this rate, you're going to end up with whitecough." there was faint concern in the warrior's yellow eyes, whiskers quivering faintly. "and then we'd really be in trouble."
the leader waved the notion away with a flick of his tail, wrinkling his nose. "i can't. we need more warriors, and if we don't hunt, we'll starve."
"it's alright," flinteyes returned. "i can go another day without food--you, on the other hand, look just about ready to keel over. you're already going to the moonpool. you don't have to help me hunt. in fact, you should eat that shrew blazenose caught."
"i couldn't." tempeststar shook his head, glancing away with eyes narrowed in thought. "i'll be fine, really. you two need it more than i do." despite the pangs of hunger in his belly, tempeststar knew he could hold out longer. it was important that his clan be cared for before himself.
"don't be a mousebrain!" a soft cuff caught the black tom on the ear, and he looked over in surprise to see blazenose standing there, eyes narrowed as he pushed over the shrew. "here. as our leader, it's important you stay in the best shape possible. you are our ground, our stability. without you, we've nothing."
the leader grumbled softly, but leaned down to take a bite, unsure of what else to do. the other two relaxed.
"thank starclan," chuckled flinteyes. "i thought we'd have to force feed you."
blazenose nodded with warm eyes, and tempeststar relaxed, savoring the warm meat.
what wonderful clanmates you have given me, tempeststar thought to himself as he ate, the shrew filling his belly and sating the pain within it. to have been bestowed with family that think only of the good of this clan... starclan had truly blessed him.
[ tempeststar goes to the moonpool to ask for another warrior ]
[ blazenose looks for cobwebs and/or feverfew for his herb store ]
[ flinteyes goes hunting ]
[ the clan consumes the last of their prey ]
Zmija's Folly wrote:
When Snowstar had returned from the moonstone the night after she'd been greeted by Swiftleap and Tumbleweed speaking to a very cat. The little tabby flickered his tail back and forth, obviously comfortable with the older cats, "Hello," Snowstar purred as she got closer, "who's this?" the younger cat beamed up at Snowstar and shrugged, "I'unno." he turned to pounce on his own tail, gripping it tightly in his own jaws, "Momma never gave me a name. She just used to call me Kit. I don't want my name to be Kit." the tom grumbled through his tail fur. "Well, Snowstar giggled lightly, pulling the young cat closer to her and licking the top of his head, "We'll just have to fix that now, won't we?"
"What happened to your mom, kid?" Tumbleweed asked, head tilted to one side curiously. The little tom froze then, dropping his tail and nestling into Snowstar's fur, "The wolves got her. I ran and ran and ran and that's when I found this cave.." Tumbleweed swallowed hard, shaking his head in obvious remorse and regret. He took a step forward, crouching down to get on the young tom's level, "You know," he smiled brightly, "I'm sure Cobweb, my mate, would be more then happy to help you when you miss your mom." That seemed to cheer the little guy up but only a small amount.
"I think you should be called Hawkpaw!" Swiftleap spoke then, abruptly changing the subject. The little tom perked and nodded his head, "I like that name! I'll be Hawkpaw! Hawkpaw!" Snowstar smiled and nodded her head, "So be it. This is our newest member, Hawkpaw. Tumbleweed, would you like to be little Hawkpaw's mentor?" The older tom purred loudly and nodded, "I'd love nothing more."
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Several days later Poppycloud's cries could be heard throughout camp. Each and every clan member knew then that the queen was in labor. Mousewillow rushed back and forth grabbing herbs and hurrying back to the queens side to ensure nothing went wrong. Eager to distract the clan, especially the new and young Hawkpaw, Swiftleap set about getting to the days events.
"Timberfang, Tumbleweed," he spoke and the two toms lifted their heads to listen, "How about you take Mothpaw and Hawkpaw training?" the two warriors nodded - this would be the one and only time Mothpaw and Hawkpaw got to train together before it was time for Mothpaw's assessment. "Cobweb, Snowstar and myself will be out hunting." his eyes flickered toward the nursery where the anguished cries of Poppycloud rose again into the air, Let's all keep Poppycloud in our thoughts today and pray to StarClan that she has an easy birth and grants us some beautiful kits."
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frostclan consumes a duck
timberfang & tumbleweed take mothpaw & hawkpaw out training
snowstar, swiftleap & cobweb go hunting
poppycloud goes into labor
mousewillow stays with poppycloud and prepares to use her chervil if it's needed
Solidified wrote:[Sorry if I do something wrong, I really wanna try and this is my first time ^^)RockClan
RockClan is a surprisingly gentle Clan, who always tries to resolve conflicts without fighting. However, if violence is needed, they're quite ready to fight. RockClan cats have pelts of all different colors; however, the most common colors are black and dark grey. RockClan territory is on a low cliff. On one end, there is a large forest with a small creek and decently sized river. Here, the prey mostly consists of fish, birds, squirrels, frogs, and mice. On the two side ends, it is very rocky and hardly any prey can be found. If any prey WAS found there, it would just be bugs they would eat if desperate. Finally, on the last end, there is a large, open, grassy plain, where on occasion you could find voles. Their camp is in the middle of it all, and it is surrounded my ginormous rocks on every side. There is the occasional rockfall, and it is very cold and windy up there.
Rivaling Clans will actually mock them for their hesitation to fight, and RockClan will proudly defend themselves. In a Gathering, they will usually stick to a corner, trying to keep quiet and unnoticed. RockClan cats are typically skinny and only take as much prey as needed. They always try their hardest to save any Clan member. They are typically not very strong, but fast, clever, and agile. They are terrible at swimming and neutral at climbing.
RockClan cats are very proud, loyal, and kind. Their main goal is to keep everyone in the Clan safe and happy.
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