Create A Tribe - (v.1) - v.2 open!

My gallery · by **DaisieGames** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 12:06 pm

Tribe of the Glistening Snow

This is their Camp and since they are used to the cold, they sleep on the snow, and usually under the snow if it's a heavy snowfall. The leader's den is under the rock, which is used to also call meetings, the smaller rocks are groves where the store their herbs out of the cold.

They hunt mice, squirrels, rabbits and small birds. With help from Tribe Protectors(Cave Guards) they can defend and sometimes kill predators and have them as prey also. Usually, if this happens they will celebrate a feast with it.

These cats have thick pads to be able to walk on ice and snow, and so they can hunt easier, also roll in it to hide their scent. Their fur is longer than the average cats and the snow sort of sticks on them,(like Siberian Huskies coats). They also have fur to between their pads to help them grip better on the snowy terrain.

Their main predators are birds of prey, like eagles and owls, and coyotes.

My gallery · by **clarke,** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 12:37 pm

number of cats: 0 tom-cats | 1 she-cats
next sunpool visit: now

sunteller's pelt brandished like metal against the blazing sun, her paw-prints settling against the hot sand only to be blown away by the gentle breeze, erasing any evidence that dawn had been there at all. as the sun bore higher, and the day dragged on, sunteller began to thirst. in took many hours before she was able to find shelter, in a burrow with several tunnels leading to other dens. she stumbled into a main corridor, where a pool of water was hollowed out into the ground. she lapped up the sweet water, relishing the delicious flavor against her pallets. in an instant, a starry figure appeared in front of her eyes. sunteller leapt back, her green optics flashing with panic.
"fear not, dear dawn. i am only here to give you the instructions from your ancestors of the past..."

x

→ sunteller requests a birther and her littlies from her ancestor.
→ sunteller goes hunting.

My gallery · by **akame,** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 1:17 pm

weather;;

Phina D Wolf wrote:

[Hemlockwhisper hunts]
[Hemlockwhisper patrols, searching for new cats]
[Hemlockwhisper goes to the Cave of Pointed Stones to ask the ancestors to grant her with a blessed or most blessed cat, preferable a Prey-Hunter or a Kit-Mother]

My gallery · by **morrissey** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 1:48 pm

number of cats: 35
♂; 16 // ♀; 19
servings needed: 7
next visit to the tribe of endless dawn: december 29th

[ the tribe does not eat for 1 post ]
[ hound trains ]
[ owl, breeze, dew, oak, leaf, and branch train ]
[ shade, stone, lark, smoke, wolf, and willow train ]
[ rook, lake, forest, oak, and lark hunt ]
[ sky, song, creek, owl, breeze, and shade hunt ]
[ dawnseeker, dust, flicker, and stone hunt ]
[ cormorant, amber, alder, storm, branch, and smoke patrol the borders ]
[ swoop, dusk, leaf, willow, and wolf patrol the borders ]
[ dawnseeker hunts for herbs ]
[ wolf becomes lake's apprentice ]

seeker of golden dawns:
dawnseeker | 27 m | molly | ☀

dawnchasers:
rook that nests on shore | 27 m | tom | ☀
lake where pebbles shine | 29 m | molly | ☀
forest where bear growls | 34 m | tom | ☀
cry beneath grey sky | 24 m | tom | ☀
song of morning bird | 24 m | molly | ☀
creek that flows down hill | 21 m | tom | ☀
dust that drifts through wind | 21 m | molly | ☀
flicker of dying fire | 25 m | molly | ☀

skyguards:
cormorant | 27 m | tom | ☀
sun that appears amber | 25 m | molly | ☀
alder that stands strongly | 34 m | tom | ☀
swoop of patterned eagle | 29 m | tom | ☀
whisper that fades at dusk | 27 m | molly | ☀
storm that batters leaf | 25 m | molly | ☀

teller of young suns:
name | age | gender | [url=link]☀[/url]

to-bes:
hound that snarls at prey | 14 m | tom | ☀
owl that flies swiftly | 12 m | tom | ☀
mountain where breeze sings | 12 m | molly | ☀
smoke that shrouds flame | 12 m | tom | ☀
dew that settles on flowers | 10 m | molly | ☀
oak where small birds sing | 10 m | molly | ☀
leaf that breeze carries | 9 m | molly | ☀
branch that sways in wind | 9 m | molly | ☽
shade that covers flowers | 8 m | tom | ☀
stone that rolls down hill | 8 m | molly | ☀
lark that sleeps at dawn | 8 m | tom | ☀
wolf that howls at moon | 8 m | tom | ☀
willow that slightly bends | 8 m | molly | ☀

sky-mothers:
aster that rests on stone | 24 m | molly | ☀

smallpaws:
rock that tumbles off cliff | 1 m | tom | ☀
rock that can't be moved | 1 m | tom | ☀
peak where eagles lay | 1 m | molly | ☀
sun that shines at noon | 1 m | molly | ☀
moss that grows on tree | 1 m | molly | ☀
name | age | gender | [url=link]☀[/url]

white-suns:
name | age | gender | [url=link]☀[/url]
name | age | gender | [url=link]☀[/url]

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 2:36 pm

❝ ＴＨＥＳＵＮＷＩＬＬＲＩＳＥＡＮＤＷＥＷＩＬＬＴＲＹＡＧＡＩＮ． ❞

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Number of Cats: 18 | Toms: 7 | Mollies: 11

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Sunwatcher lounged in the center of the cave, a purr rumbling in her throat as she watched her litter playing with Horizon's litter. Horizon settled next to the tribe healer, nuzzling her friend before turning her head to watch the kits as well. "I can't believe Bee and Hummingbird are going to be to-be's next moon." The dilute calico mewed, a sad look in her eyes. "I don't wanna go back to being a prey-hunter, I like taking care of kits."

"Maybe you and Light should try for another litter." Sunwatcher mewed, nudging the kit-mother's shoulder. "It definitely would help the tribe to have more kits to help carry on the bloodline." Horizon thought for a moment then shrugged, muttering about having to think it over first before bringing it up to her mate.

Sunwatcher perked up when she noticed the border patrol coming back, Hiss in the lead. However, Sunwatcher wasn't the only one to notice the smokey grey tom's return. Squirrel pushed Bee off of her, bounding across the cave to the lead guard. "Daddy!" She squealed, winding around his legs. Fawn, Stag and Doe jumped to their paws as well, hopping excitedly around the tom. A heavy silence fell over the tribe as Hiss raised his gaze to look at Sunwatcher, whose eyes were wide in shock. "Are you gonna play with us?" Squirrel asked, bumping her head against the tom's leg.

Hiss shook his head and leaned down, nudging Squirrel, Fawn, Stag and Doe back in the direction of Bee and Hummingbird. "Not right now, go back to playing. I need to talk to Sunwatcher." Sunwatcher looked at Horizon, who gave her an encouraging nod and a huge smile. The tribe healer rolled her eyes at her friend's excitement and got to her paws, crossing the cave to join Hiss. He turned and headed out of the cave, pausing at the entrance to make sure the dark brown, ginger and white tabby she-cat was following.

"What is it Hiss?" Sunwatcher mewed, hurrying to catch up to the larger tom. "If it's about what Squirrel said, just ignore her. She's young and will learn soon enough that you aren't her father."

Hiss's jaw clenched and he shot her an angry look. "Why do you think I don't want them to think that? Jackal isn't going to come back and those kits need someone to help take care of them." He snapped.

"But you aren't their father and you aren't my mate, Hiss." Sunwatcher snapped back. "I don't need someone to help my raise my kits so back off!"

The smokey grey tom lashed his tail. "One of these days, you're going to push me too far away, Sunwatcher. I want to be with you but I can't stand there and watch you get hurt over and over. And I'm certainly not going to allow you to hurt me just to save your ego." Hiss turned and stormed back towards the camp.

[ The tribe consumed x1 big fish + x1 mouse ]
[ Sunwatcher went to The Cave of Pointed Stones and requested a guard ]
[ Sunwatcher went herb hunting ]
[ Bird, Nut, Shadow, Scatter and Thunder went on a hunting patrol ]
[ Bear, Hiss, Blizzard and Light went on a border patrol ]
[ Hiss took Nettle training ]
[ Bird and Bear sneak off after patrols to be alone: Kits ]

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My gallery · by **Grey_Hoodie** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 3:55 pm

Maplewhisper wrote:
Tribe of Rolling Thunder
Number of Cats: 10
Post #: 6
Servings Needed: 3
Kit-Mother Log:
Notes to Moderator:

Juniper gazed at the rogue's calico fur as the hunting patrol re-entered the camp. The recent snows had begun to worry Stormteller, and no cat was sure how to enclose and save their open clearing, and preserve it from frost and ice. The rogue had startling eyes, glowing yellow - no, green - at her from his position behind her mentor. Something funny was happening to Juniper, and she just had to make sure she wasn't being covered by one of the kits or being hit by a ray of sunlight. But Frost's kits were tucked into the cave, and the sky was grey and empty, so the warm, weird feeling in her fur couldn't have come from her surroundings. "Hey."

The she-cat nearly jumped out of her fur as his gaze trained on her, and he couldn't help but twitch his whiskers. "Do you always...always...creep around like that?" she hissed, tail flicking in embarrassment. "Sure, if that's what you call it." The tom gave a nonchalant shrug and smirked at the clearly agitated tabby. And yet, he'd seen her hunt. Such swift, quick precision, he'd never seen a thing like it at their age. There was no way around it - this she-cat was awesome. He watched her, followed her back to this camp, and had almost - allllllmost made it, until the intimidating silver she-cat had seen him, and practically ripped his whiskers out for tracking her tribemate. The leader of the funny group, a lithe grey she-cat, had explained to him about her tribe, but all that mattered to him was that this bold tabby she-cat was here. And that was enough to make him stay. "What's your name, anyway?" she inquired, curiosity overcoming her indignation. "Fox. You?" She rolled her eyes, and he heard her mumble, "How fitting," before she looked up and answered, "Juniper With Berries, or just Juniper." Juniper. Fox didn't think he'd ever heard a more beautiful name in his life...and he hoped, that one day, Juniper would think that there was none handsomer than a cocky, flirtatious, sweet and patient fox.
The Tribe consumes x1 mouse and x1 squirrel.
Sharp and Stormteller go hunting.
Juniper and Fox go hunting.

spaceySnow covered the mountainside, hardened in some spots to the point where it would crack like ice beneath the weight of a cat rather than give freely. For now, the skies were clear and sunlight was filtering liberally through the enormous gaps between the clouds. Occasionally a bird flittered overhead, wings slicing through the cold winds like it was little more than a breeze. It was a nice day to be out, despite the freezing temperatures. The tom’s coat sucked in the warmth of the sunlight and his long fur kept it in close to his body for hours.
spaceySharp’s gaze settled onto the rolling shoulders of the molly ahead of him. She moved as though she was in a hurry and the tom couldn’t argue with her urgency. The tribe was still young, but it was now the home of multiple young cats, all easily susceptible to the harsher ways of winter. Herbs would be difficult to come across, so Sharp knew that the next best thing the healer could do for her tribe was to hunt. He would do everything in his power to aid her in this endeavor.
spaceyStormteller’s ears flickered back towards the tom, and he couldn’t be certain if she was meaning to get an idea of his position or if she was trying to locate any food behind them. Sharp slowed to a stop just as the silver molly did and his eager gaze scraped across the horizon in search of something. Anything. Again, like every other time he’d come out to hunt, nothing stood out enough to draw his attention. The world seemed to be as still as it had been when winter had started, like every creature that could have scurried about was simply paused in time.
spaceySharp stifled a sigh, knowing the noise would, in the very least, annoy Stormteller as she attempted to conduct a successful winter hunt. The briefest of sounds could send any nearby prey scattering. Not exactly the best thing to happen when one was trying to catch prey. Perhaps it was boredom and the irritating sense of having failed that led to the tom looking back up at the sky.
spaceyAnd suddenly his whiskers were springing forward, eyes sharply honed in on the circling figure of a kestrel. His jaws opened and a soft chatter escaped him before he could contain it. Stormteller glanced back at him in confusion before she, too, saw the great bird. There was little they could do now, what with the kestrel still far out of reach, but Sharp knew that the bird’s circling meant that it was searching for prey as well. The pair shuffled off quickly, setting themselves up in a small, rocky nook beneath the bird. They waited, eyes secured on the creature.
spaceyThe kestrel dove. It wings tucked in tight and talons preparing to stretch out. Not glance was spared towards whatever poor creature the bird of prey was after. Sharp took a breath, watched the bird’s descent narrow in on the cats’ hiding spot, and then he leapt out, claws extended.

[Sharp and Stormteller catch 1x Kestrel.]

spaceyJuniper glanced behind her for what must have been the thousandth time. She tried to convince herself that the young tom had yet to catch on to her looks, determined as he was to catch something, but his knowing smirk when he did manage to hold her gaze told otherwise. She huffed, turning away to watch her paws as they moved her forward. The warm sensation she’d felt earlier had expanded from her chest and had flooded throughout the rest of her body, a low heat burning beneath her fur that was only uncomfortable in the way that Juniper just simply could not understand it.
spaceyBetween rows of dormant thickets, the molly wormed her way into another rocky clearing, ears flicking about to try and catch the telling scratch of a mouse’s claws on stone. It came from across the blank space, and the to-be managed to pinpoint the sound to just around a small, dying sapling. The molly stepped forward, carefully shifting her weight from paw to paw. Juniper’s whiskers twitched forward, the only sign that she was excited to be in the midst of a hunt. Her movements over wise were diligent and slowly calculated.
spaceyThe mouse looking to be bobbing, snuffling about on the ground for food before popping up to check for signs of danger. Juniper would have laughed at the fact that she had yet to be seen, but she’d rather not let the mouse know she was around.
spaceyThe molly’s shoulders bunched up, shifting her weight back onto her haunches. She waited for the mouse to get back to clearing the grounds of any remaining morsel before she leapt through the air, a proud feeling overwhelming her as she realized she’d finally get to show her father just how wonderful a hunter she was.

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spaceyIt was Fox’s impressed gasp midflight that ruined the hunt. Or perhaps it was the fact that he had seemed completely oblivious to her attempt to involve him in the hunt. Juniper had only miscalculated a fraction. The result had her tossing the mouse into the air towards her hunting partner so that he could finish the job.
spaceyFor whatever reason, that didn’t seem to cross over unto his mind. Juniper was walking back to camp, unfortunately not alone. Stupid tom. He trailed after her, oblivious to her boiling irritation, happily bringing up how excellent her form had been and quickly she thought up a solution.
spaceyShe didn’t want to admit it, but the stupid tom’s charm was working on her. She had been pretty good today, better than she had been before. Sure, she still felt bitter about the failed hunt, but Fox’s attention to detail sent a whole new rush of pride through her body, incomparable to what she might have felt returning to her father with a mouse clasped between her jaws. It was a good feeling, warm and centered around her chest. She didn’t understand it, but she decided it was welcome to stay.

[Juniper and Fox unfortunately catch nothing.]

((Next post will be in spring c:))

My gallery · by **carpe noctem.** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 4:12 pm

don't listen to the whispers of the mountain,
don't let it entice you
for it captures you,
and you can never leave.

we are all trapped,
trying to escape,
but the whispers keep
dragging us back.

the tribe of sullen whispers is a mysterious tribe that hides within the abandoned lands
that appear similar to the olympic coast, though much farther up north. remnants of
small man-made structures are buried beneath the rich soils, however cats have reported
small objects created by the humans around. sightings are quite rare and earn great fuss
from the tribe, havoc commonly arising from these situations.
kittypets are rare for this reason, and instead of being teased about they can earn slight
fear from the tribe. but with the tribe of sullen whispers, things like fear always boil into
furious anger and ruthlessness—take the leader, for example.
the norweigian forest cat x munchkin is a fellow that has hardened himself into pure stone,
his tough facade slowly melting into him to form him into someone he truly should not be—
evil. he does not take well to strangers, and alliances with other tribes are very rarely for
a reason that he values the other tribe or is 'friends' with them. his rakes up his power like
a starving lion chasing prey; desperate and ruthless. no cat has seen the worried and
desperate side of him after how he has changed himself.

xx. location
based off the cold british columbia coast, the cats of the clan are hardy when it comes to the
harsh environment. the waves at the coast can be calm some days, yet fierce and violent
at another time. it is unpredictable, just like many other things in the land. their are many
small island-like strips of rocky land around the water, and one of them in the sacred boulder
of whispering spirits, where the current leader of the tribe speaks with the spirits that wander
the deep pine forests. the forests are littered with many streams and rivers that are used for
fishing and swimming. the camp is a large cave with multiple dens and entrances, as well as
large sticks that are used for bathing in the sun. surrounding that is massive pine trees.
The forest itself is much different to normal ones, as it is cursed and blessed with spirits.
They entice cats forwards into the forest, and it is hard to leave after they catch you.
They are cruel spirits of the old tribe that was murdered by eachother in a evil battle for
leader, and now the spirits are trying to use the living to regain their crown through them.
The spirits can be kind, though it is rare. It is also rare that a cat outside of the shaman gets
real conversations with them. Most of the time the cats just hear whispers.

xx. appearance
the cats of the tribe typically have long lengthen pelts with patterned or marked fur, like
as tabby markings, rosettes, smoked fur and calico to name a few. cats of the tribe are
often black, grey or white, though it hasn't prevented others before. the tribe cat breeds
are commonly norwegian forest cats, Maine coons, munchkins, Scottish folds and orientals.
Though the majority of cats that they come across are wild-born, so cats like that aren't
seen as much; but they're still more common here than most other tribes.
common cat breeds —.
- norwegian forest cat
- american curl
- maine coon
- munchkin
- scottish fold
- oriental
- bengal

may my leader this kiddo?

My gallery · by **deimido** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 4:18 pm

- Weather Report -
Current Season: Spring.
Next Replies Due: ----
As the days go by, the sun shines above heartily and the snow is slowly but surely melting away. it's with great relief that Newleaf has finally arrived! Larger servings of prey can be easily caught and herbs are much easier to find.

[ CAT Fanclub ]

[004 / 015 ]
[ tribes in italics are being used in the trial mod event ]
[ Tribe of Burning Suns ] | [ Tribe of Flaming Sands ] | [ Tribe of Breaking Waves ] | [ Tribe of the Crystal Streams ] | [ Tribe of Golden Dawns ]
[ Tribe of Frozen Waters ] | [ Tribe of Jagged Shores ] | [ Tribe of the Dying Rose ] | [ Tribe of Tempest Tossed Seas ] | [ Tribe of Sinking Willows ]
[ Tribe of Quiet Forests ] | [ Tribe of the Shrouded Mist ] | [ Tribe of Dancing Lights ] [ Tribe of Whistling Trees ] [ Tribe of the Scorching Desert ]
[ Tribe of Sullen Whispers ]

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Tribe of Whistling Trees | DasCanadianSparkle wrote:

[ Copperteller requests a Prey-Hunter ]
[ Copperteller goes out to collect herbs ]
[ Copperteller goes out hunting ]
[ Clan has two more posts before eating begins ]

[ The Tribe of Endless Hunting heeds Copperteller's request; a prey-hunter is sent to join the Whistling Trees. ]

[ Copperteller gathers and adds +1 foxglove seeds and +1 lovage. ]

[ Copperteller's hunt is successful; he adds +1 squirrel to the fresh-kill. ]

[ Copperteller needs to be careful before he overexerts himself, he'll need to rest from hunting patrols for one moon. ]

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Tribe of the Glistening Snow | BrightDays wrote:
Tribe of the Glistening Snow

This is their Camp and since they are used to the cold, they sleep on the snow, and usually under the snow if it's a heavy snowfall. The leader's den is under the rock, which is used to also call meetings, the smaller rocks are groves where the store their herbs out of the cold.

They hunt mice, squirrels, rabbits and small birds. With help from Tribe Protectors(Cave Guards) they can defend and sometimes kill predators and have them as prey also. Usually, if this happens they will celebrate a feast with it.

These cats have thick pads to be able to walk on ice and snow, and so they can hunt easier, also roll in it to hide their scent. Their fur is longer than the average cats and the snow sort of sticks on them,(like Siberian Huskies coats). They also have fur to between their pads to help them grip better on the snowy terrain.

Their main predators are birds of prey, like eagles and owls, and coyotes.

[ The Tribe of the Glistening Snow has been founded! The newly crowned healer acquires five herbs of their choice to begin filling their medicine store. ]

[ Your mod will be iceypopCS ]

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Tribe of the Scorching Desert | bel. wrote:

→ sunteller requests a birther and her littlies from her ancestor.
→ sunteller goes hunting.

[ The Tribe of Endless Hunting heeds Sunteller's request; a birther is sent along with her two littlies to join the Scorching Desert. ]

[ Sunteller's hunt is successful; she adds +1 dove to the fresh-kill pile. ]

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Tribe of Burning Suns | Katrione wrote:

[ The tribe consumed x1 big fish + x1 mouse ]
[ Sunwatcher went to The Cave of Pointed Stones and requested a guard ]
[ Sunwatcher went herb hunting ]
[ Bird, Nut, Shadow, Scatter and Thunder went on a hunting patrol ]
[ Bear, Hiss, Blizzard and Light went on a border patrol ]
[ Hiss took Nettle training ]
[ Bird and Bear sneak off after patrols to be alone: Kits ]

[ The Tribe of Endless Hunting heeds Sunwatcher's request; a guard is sent to join the Burning Suns. ]

[ Sunwatcher adds and gathers +1 honey and +1 lovage to the medicine store. ]

[ Bird's hunting patrol is successful; they add +1 bird and +1 mouse to the fresh-kill pile. ]

[ Bear's border patrol passes by uneventfully. ]

[ Hiss teaches Nettle the stalking skill. ]

[ Bird is now expecting her first litter of kits with Bear! They will be due in two moons. ]

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Tribe of Sullen Whispers wrote:
don't listen to the whispers of the mountain,
don't let it entice you
for it captures you,
and you can never leave.

we are all trapped,
trying to escape,
but the whispers keep
dragging us back.

the tribe of sullen whispers is a mysterious tribe that hides within the abandoned lands
that appear similar to the olympic coast, though much farther up north. remnants of
small man-made structures are buried beneath the rich soils, however cats have reported
small objects created by the humans around. sightings are quite rare and earn great fuss
from the tribe, havoc commonly arising from these situations.
kittypets are rare for this reason, and instead of being teased about they can earn slight
fear from the tribe. but with the tribe of sullen whispers, things like fear always boil into
furious anger and ruthlessness—take the leader, for example.
the norweigian forest cat x munchkin is a fellow that has hardened himself into pure stone,
his tough facade slowly melting into him to form him into someone he truly should not be—
evil. he does not take well to strangers, and alliances with other tribes are very rarely for
a reason that he values the other tribe or is 'friends' with them. his rakes up his power like
a starving lion chasing prey; desperate and ruthless. no cat has seen the worried and
desperate side of him after how he has changed himself.

xx. location
based off the cold british columbia coast, the cats of the clan are hardy when it comes to the
harsh environment. the waves at the coast can be calm some days, yet fierce and violent
at another time. it is unpredictable, just like many other things in the land. their are many
small island-like strips of rocky land around the water, and one of them in the sacred boulder
of whispering spirits, where the current leader of the tribe speaks with the spirits that wander
the deep pine forests. the forests are littered with many streams and rivers that are used for
fishing and swimming. the camp is a large cave with multiple dens and entrances, as well as
large sticks that are used for bathing in the sun. surrounding that is massive pine trees.

xx. appearance
the cats of the tribe typically have long lengthen pelts with patterned or marked fur, like
as tabby markings, rosettes, smoked fur and calico to name a few. cats of the tribe are
often black, grey or white, though it hasn't prevented others before. the tribe cat breeds
are commonly norwegian forest cats, Maine coons, munchkins, Scottish folds and orientals.
Though the majority of cats that they come across are wild-born, so cats like that aren't
seen as much; but they're still more common here than most other tribes.

[ The Tribe of Sullen Whispers has been founded! The newly crowned healer acquires five herbs of their choice to begin filling their medicine store. ]

[ Your mod will be deimos ]

[ Your trial mod will be _Ravenfeather_ ]

My gallery · by **carpe noctem.** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 4:20 pm

Night♕ wrote:

[Moon Searcher - Asks for a nurser (queen)]
[Leopard & Sparrow are mates (no kits yet)]
[Moon Searcher & Dawn are mates, and take a romantic walk!]
[Leopard & Sparrow - Hunt/Patrol]
[Leopard/Dawn - Patrol]
[Dawn - Hunt]

[ Moon Searcher has been granted a nurser who is due in one moon! ]
[ Leopard & Sparrow are now officially mates; The Tribe Of Endless Hunting wishes them good fortune on their relationship ]
[ Moon Searcher & Dawn are now officially mates; The Tribe Of Endless Hunting wishes them good fortune on their relationship ]
[ Dawn is now expecting, she will be due in two posts/moons ]
[ Leopard and Sparrow catch x2 bats ]
[ Leopard and Dawn come across a potential fighter ]
[ Dawn catches x1 mouse ]

My gallery · by **breezey** » Thu Dec 28, 2017 4:27 pm

Starwindrider wrote:
Tribe of Star Fire

Apollo and Artemis patrol the territory.
Lelantos goes hunting.
Starteller goes to ask for a to-be.

[center]It's Spring~ Birds are flying through the sky, flowers are blossoming, and everything is becoming green once again.

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