〖➳〗through the valley (discussion/forms)

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

Hi guys, I had a few questions before asking to join. I see on everyone's forums they have examples of their previous rps. If you do not have an example, could you make on on the spot? If so, would you like that as part of the forum or would you rather I PM it to you?

[TidalCurrent]

Hi guys, I had a few questions before asking to join. I see on everyone's forums they have examples of their previous rps. If you do not have an example, could you make on on the spot? If so, would you like that as part of the forum or would you rather I PM it to you?

You may make it on the spot, and I dont mind you either attaching it or PMing it, whichever makes you comfortable (:

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

alrighty! i will get on that when I am off mobile!

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

Blackpaw

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Age: 9 moons
Gender/Pronouns: He, Him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Clan: CreekClan
Rank: Apprentice
Physical Description (opt.): Larger all black tomcat with pale pale blue eyes that resemble chips of ice.

Personality: Blackpaw is an outgoing young tomcat with boundless energy and knack for getting himself into trouble. He means well, but many of his attempts to 'help' out his fellow apprentices usually ends in some sort of peril or injury. Most definitely not the favorite of the apprentices, Blackpaw sometimes tries too hard to be what other cats want him to be when not getting himself and/or others into trouble. This stems from his feelings of inadequacy that comes from not being born into CreekClan, but rather picked up along the way as a lost kit (if that is fine with you?). He strives to become a warrior that his fellow peers respect, but at the rate he's going...it will take some time.
Family (opt.) : none
Mate (opt.): open
Crush (opt.): open
Offspring (opt.): not as of now...

History/Background: As CreekClan was on the move, young Blackpaw (before he was dubbed as such) had no name. He had been seperated from his family in a twoleg invasion of where they had lived at the time. Lost and alone, unable to hunt properly and protect himself from other dangers that lurked nearby, it is nothing short of a miracle that he survived until members of CreekClan came across a half dead and mostly starving kit. He will forever be in the clan's debt for taking him in, and he will not forget to show that kindness to anyone that requires it.

Would you mind having an apprentice?(Opt.): When he becomes a warrior, of course!
Other (opt.): He cannot talk to any cats he thinks are attractive. He is an awkward bean who completely loses all sense of confidence when approached by the object of his affections, whoever that may be..
ALSO his future warrior name will be....Blackfrost!

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Roleplay Example: This will be the origin story, more or less.

The night had started off peacefully enough. The stars were bright in the sky, the forest calm, and his family safe. He remembers the warmth his mother offered against the chill that came with the night, the meal his father had successfully brought home with his elder sister, the way they had all laughed and curled up with one another after their meal had finished. He remembers that it happened in a flash of noise and light. The twolegs that had barged into their small clearing of the woods, screeching and pushing each other. He remembers the panic in his mother's eyes --what color were they, he can no longer remember--. The scent of fear so strong it was practically tangible in it's magnitude. The twolegs had spotted his sister first, and had grabbed her before she could slink away into the shadows with the rest of their family. He remembers his father's bravery as the elder tomcat raced out from their shadowed spot to rake his claws down the hairless leg of the twoleg who had his sister in it's pink paws. The horror as he watched another of the twolegs scream something before kicking his father. The disbelief as his father stood back up on shaky legs before the same twoleg kicked him again. The mournful yowl his mother let out when the twoleg continued to stomp on his father's no longer moving form. The rush of surprised fear as his mother darted forward and jumped onto that twoleg's midriff, claws in deep and teeth digging into the soft flesh. He remembers his sister screaming at him to run, to get away, before she is shoved into a sack. He remembers stumbling over his paws, the shame and guilt at leaving his family. Now, all he knows is the ache in his chest for the family he lost, and the pangs of hunger that rest in his belly. He doesn't have a home, a family, --a mother, a father, and a sister-- and he is so terribly lost. Some days, he does not understand how he can go on, but he will. For his family. For them, he'll make it. Somehow.

[TidalCurrent]

@ Silfer The SkyNoodle - - Blackpaw is accepted!

@ everyone - - Since we're only waiting on a leader and medicine cat, I'll be making apprentice-mentor announcements soon. If you have any requests for a mentor or apprentice please let me know either here or through PM, otherwise the pairs will be chosen for you. The only requests I have at the moment are: Cloudpaw & Petalnose, Dawnpaw & Amberthroat (If i'm missing any please also let me know)

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

Blackpaw is open to friendships, a cruuuuush, and enemies!

[TidalCurrent]

Blackpaw is open to friendships, a cruuuuush, and enemies!

Perhaps him and Tidepaw could be friends?

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

absolutely!

[ataraxic_gone]

Ｉ ｋｎｏｗ ｙｏｕ ｇａｖｅ ｉｔ ａｌｌ， ｃａｕｓｅ Ｉｖｅ ａｌｒｅａｄｙ ｓｅｅｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｂｅｓｔ！
name;; shade
gender;; tom
age;; fourty moons
rank;; shadeclan leader
lives;; 9/9
mentor;; n/a
apprentice;; open
mother;; junebug
father;; riley
siblings;; here
scent;; old, dirt, dry air
pelt;; large scruffy brown tabby, his front left paw is deformed [birth].
romance;; none [bisexual]
song;; gladiator - zayde wolf




⌭ Brash, stubborn and hot-headed, but only in appearance and posture. Outside of hisses and growls not many words come from this toms mouth. He doesn't waste his time on charisma and flowery words, he spends it listening, thinking, planning, adapting. He doesn't much care for appearances or reputations, a cat shows it's worth under pressure and in crisis, which is why he is more forgiving of the more wild and rogue felines in their group. He is mournful and sentimental underneath all his bad habits and aggressive mannerisms. Once this cat has seen something good in you he'd very rarely give you up, regardless of how much you've changed.

⌭ He was was brash, stubborn and hot-headed, tagging alongside the clan from a distance for most of their journey, spitefully chiding their members from a start to finish. He brought up the rear, teeth snarled and hisses plentiful to those who slowed their pace. He was a rogue one, a former kitty-pet and while his presence was a nuisance he was no harm. He followed, never faster, never slower, always there. He walked with a limp, one paw mangled beyond belief. It was what the apprentices saw first, it was what they called him, mangle. Old mangle in the back, who ate apprentices who strayed too far behind. Cindy was the first, however, to see the other side to the brash tom. A kitty-pet and a queen, her kits had come at an unlucky time forcing her to stay behind while the tribe travelled on. Shade had paused, silence falling upon him as he stared her down, taking a seat beside her body and waited. Two kits entered the world that long night and when morning came, Shade remained there, watching over her resting form until her energy returned. It took them some time but soon they caught up, the kitten's carried by the scruff in both their jaws.
Word spread around the rogues, kitty-pets and loners, a word of respect and loyalty. His angry words no-longer seemed cruel but were instead simply malformed encouragement. Underneath all the aggression was a heart of gold and sense of justice. He had no fear of the sick, fear of death or dying. Towards the end of the journey as Creekshine made herself known amongst her clan-borne members it was Shade who rallied amongst the newer members. Not for his outspoken leadership but his silent approach. Disputes, decisions and complaints, when taken to him would be met with clear responses, well thought out opinions and fair choices. He was a silent leader, an aggressive one too but his care for the people who he chose as his charge was absolute and it showed. When they finally found their new territory he was chosen as leader by the cats who he had spent the journey protecting, those who saw past his gruff exterior. He is thankful for their choice and while silent on his oppinions, is honoured they place such a strong trust in him.

[ataraxic_gone]

Ｉ ｋｅｐｔ ｍｙ ｍｏｕｔｈ ｓｈｕｔ， Ｉ ｋｅｐｔ ｍｙ ｍｏｕｔｈ ｓｈｕｔ！！
name;; sky [fern]
gender;; tom
age;; seventeen moons
rank;; kitty-pet
mentor;; n/a
apprentice;; n/a
mother;; snowy
father;; tiger
siblings;; frisk
scent;; reeds, lillies
pelt;; solid brown with cap and saddle white spotting
romance;; none [bisexual]
song;; manners -we are the in crowd




⌭ vibrating with energy, charisma and silly vibe to him, sky gives all the first impression of a friendly do-gooder, if not a bit of a trickster. Loud noises almost always sense him flying away, normally echoed by a crying yelp as his tail falls between his legs. His father raised him well, never a foul word or ill intent mouthed from this gentle soul. He's intelligent but reclusive, lurking the shadows with baited breathe for the moment his life can finally begin again. For all his flaws and strengths deep down sky is a scared child trapped on the day he lost his sister, looking for a chance to redeem himself.

⌭ it was a freezing winter, and snowy, their white pelted mother had taken refuge under the front stairs of a two-leg house. The elderly two-legs had heard the mewling of the kits after their mother's body had gone cold and they'd taken them into the house and raised them by hand. The couple owned an elderly mutt who taught him and his sister about the wild, cats and how to speak dog. It wasn't until their father showed up after the first thaw and taught them the language of their species that sky slowly began to open up to the wonder of their world. Once they were ready he stole his kits from the two-legs and brought them into the outside world. They travelled by their father's side for most of their youth, not too far from their birthplace but far enough to experience the city, cars and wildcats.
It was in one of those cities that his sister, frisk, strayed from their father, beckoning for her brother to follow her in exploration. They travelled between fences, under resting cars and eventually frisk strayed onto a road, only to be hit by a car, the beeping of the horn scaring him to the core. He fled becoming lost, running until his legs could no longer hold himself. Eventually, he found his way back to his old human's cottage and settled back in. He comes and goes, often straying into the forest for a day or two before returning home to the safety of a fireplace. On the odd occasion, he's accompanied by the family mutt, 'Gunny'. He has told anyone about his sister yet and has been avoiding his father. Before the clan's moved in he would frequent the waterways of their territory and take dives. He still attempts to tresspass frequently, claiming he owned the waters before them.