[OPEN] The False Prophecy (WC) (CYOA/RP)

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[reyneynix]

Code: Pebble
Username: criticalclock
Character's name: RowanKit
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: RowanKit has a slightly stocky build and a long layered pelt. His ears are a bit long and are slightly curled back, his tail is short much like that of a Manx.
RowanKit’s pelt is almost fully fawn brown/chestnut besides his tail and a mask shaped marking on the majority of his face which are dark brown. RowanKit also has white on all four of his paws and chest. His nose is black and his eyes are amber.
Personality: RowanKit is a generally friendly and easygoing cat who normally takes the blame for others mistakes and will often apologize for minor inconveniences such as waking up late. RowanKit prefers to not to get involved in arguments and instead seeks out compromises though if necessary he will gladly stand up for himself and his clanmates. Despite his naïve appearance RowanKit is a fairly good listener and is good at making observations on his surroundings, observations on cats personalities on the other hand tends to go over his head most of the time but he’ll pick up on stuff if it’s obvious.

[[kat]]

Code: Pebble
Username: criticalclock
Character's name: RowanKit
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: RowanKit has a slightly stocky build and a long layered pelt. His ears are a bit long and are slightly curled back, his tail is short much like that of a Manx.
RowanKit’s pelt is almost fully fawn brown/chestnut besides his tail and a mask shaped marking on the majority of his face which are dark brown. RowanKit also has white on all four of his paws and chest. His nose is black and his eyes are amber.
Personality: RowanKit is a generally friendly and easygoing cat who normally takes the blame for others mistakes and will often apologize for minor inconveniences such as waking up late. RowanKit prefers to not to get involved in arguments and instead seeks out compromises though if necessary he will gladly stand up for himself and his clanmates. Despite his naïve appearance RowanKit is a fairly good listener and is good at making observations on his surroundings, observations on cats personalities on the other hand tends to go over his head most of the time but he’ll pick up on stuff if it’s obvious.

Your randomly chosen Clan is: WindClan
Your parents are: Sharpstar and Brindledawn
Your siblings are: Beechkit (a dark brown tom with white paws) and Furzekit (a tortoiseshell she-cat)

Your profile can be found here.

Your adventure begins!

"Well? How is she? Are they here?"
Sharpstar burst into the nursery, frightening Eveningbright, who hissed in aggravation at him.
"Brindledawn is fine, and so are your kits, but do you need to be so loud about it?" The white she-cat led her leader over to his mate, who was curled around 3 kits suckling at her belly. Sharpstar bent down and nosed Brindledawn's ear lovingly, and she looked up at him, her eyes clouded with exhaustion.
"They're beautiful..." she mewed, lapping gently at one of the kits, a fawn-brown tom's, ears.
"What will we name them?" Sharpstar whispered, still staring at his newborn children in awe. Moondapple, one of the other queens, purred in amusement at him.
"She's just finished kitting and you already want to name them? Give her a break!" she chuckled. The last queen in the nursery, Rockflower, watched from the corner, curled protectively around her four kits, who were trying to climb over her to see the new arrivals.
"No... no, it's okay. I can do it now. I'm excited too," Brindledawn murmured, glancing at her mate for a moment happily before returning her gaze to her kits.
"The tortoiseshell is a she-cat. The other two are toms," Eveningbright commented gruffly before ducking out of the nursery, still appearing shaken from Sharpstar's surprise entrance. Moondapple and Rockflower watched the new parents with interest as they considered the kits.
"I like Beechkit and Furzekit for the dark brown tom and the tortoiseshell. What do you think?" Sharpstar asked his mate, sounding a bit nervous. She nodded in agreement.
"Those are lovely names. And the last little one will be..." she paused, tipping her head as she gazed down at the chestnut colored tomkit at her belly.
"Rowankit."

~Seven Days Later~

The dawn sun rose slowly outside of the nursery as Brindledawn nudged her three kits awake. Peering outside of the entrance, she caught a brief glance of Flowerpaw, her former apprentice, following her new mentor Weedclaw for the dawn patrol. Flowerpaw had needed to switch mentors once Brindledawn was confined to the nursery, and she was almost done with her training. Brindledawn was wondering what her warrior name might be when Furzekit suddenly tumbled out of the nest, mewling with laughter. Purring, she scooped the she-kit back in while Beechkit and Rowankit watched curiously.
"Now that all of your eyes are open, what would you three like to do?" Brindledawn asked. The kits looked around. The camp outside looked intriguing, but Rockflower's kits, Weaselkit, Stormkit, Dashkit, and Nightkit, looked eager to meet them as well. Moondapple's kits were nowhere to be seen, probably outside already.

Explore outside the nursery
Talk to Rockflower's kits
Stay in the nest

[reyneynix]

Code: Pebble
Username: criticalclock
Character's name: RowanKit
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: RowanKit has a slightly stocky build and a long layered pelt. His ears are a bit long and are slightly curled back, his tail is short much like that of a Manx.
RowanKit’s pelt is almost fully fawn brown/chestnut besides his tail and a mask shaped marking on the majority of his face which are dark brown. RowanKit also has white on all four of his paws and chest. His nose is black and his eyes are amber.
Personality: RowanKit is a generally friendly and easygoing cat who normally takes the blame for others mistakes and will often apologize for minor inconveniences such as waking up late. RowanKit prefers to not to get involved in arguments and instead seeks out compromises though if necessary he will gladly stand up for himself and his clanmates. Despite his naïve appearance RowanKit is a fairly good listener and is good at making observations on his surroundings, observations on cats personalities on the other hand tends to go over his head most of the time but he’ll pick up on stuff if it’s obvious.

Your randomly chosen Clan is: WindClan
Your parents are: Sharpstar and Brindledawn
Your siblings are: Beechkit (a dark brown tom with white paws) and Furzekit (a tortoiseshell she-cat)

Your profile can be found here.

Your adventure begins!

"Well? How is she? Are they here?"
Sharpstar burst into the nursery, frightening Eveningbright, who hissed in aggravation at him.
"Brindledawn is fine, and so are your kits, but do you need to be so loud about it?" The white she-cat led her leader over to his mate, who was curled around 3 kits suckling at her belly. Sharpstar bent down and nosed Brindledawn's ear lovingly, and she looked up at him, her eyes clouded with exhaustion.
"They're beautiful..." she mewed, lapping gently at one of the kits, a fawn-brown tom's, ears.
"What will we name them?" Sharpstar whispered, still staring at his newborn children in awe. Moondapple, one of the other queens, purred in amusement at him.
"She's just finished kitting and you already want to name them? Give her a break!" she chuckled. The last queen in the nursery, Rockflower, watched from the corner, curled protectively around her four kits, who were trying to climb over her to see the new arrivals.
"No... no, it's okay. I can do it now. I'm excited too," Brindledawn murmured, glancing at her mate for a moment happily before returning her gaze to her kits.
"The tortoiseshell is a she-cat. The other two are toms," Eveningbright commented gruffly before ducking out of the nursery, still appearing shaken from Sharpstar's surprise entrance. Moondapple and Rockflower watched the new parents with interest as they considered the kits.
"I like Beechkit and Furzekit for the dark brown tom and the tortoiseshell. What do you think?" Sharpstar asked his mate, sounding a bit nervous. She nodded in agreement.
"Those are lovely names. And the last little one will be..." she paused, tipping her head as she gazed down at the chestnut colored tomkit at her belly.
"Rowankit."

~Seven Days Later~

The dawn sun rose slowly outside of the nursery as Brindledawn nudged her three kits awake. Peering outside of the entrance, she caught a brief glance of Flowerpaw, her former apprentice, following her new mentor Weedclaw for the dawn patrol. Flowerpaw had needed to switch mentors once Brindledawn was confined to the nursery, and she was almost done with her training. Brindledawn was wondering what her warrior name might be when Furzekit suddenly tumbled out of the nest, mewling with laughter. Purring, she scooped the she-kit back in while Beechkit and Rowankit watched curiously.
"Now that all of your eyes are open, what would you three like to do?" Brindledawn asked. The kits looked around. The camp outside looked intriguing, but Rockflower's kits, Weaselkit, Stormkit, Dashkit, and Nightkit, looked eager to meet them as well. Moondapple's kits were nowhere to be seen, probably outside already.

Explore outside the nursery
Talk to Rockflower's kits
Stay in the nest

RowanKit will explore outside the nursery

Rowankit shifted a bit in the soft nest in the nursery as the soft light from the rising sun streamed across his face. His mother Brindledawn and two siblings Beechkit and Furzekit were both resting peacefully around him but Brindledawn soon also began to notice that the sun had risen and slowly rose out of her slumber to stand up and stretch briefly. Rowankit blinked sleepily as his mother gently nudged him awake, and with a quick stretch and yawn he looked next to him to see his siblings were also woken up. Rowankit watched Brindledawn lightly pad over to the nursery’s entrance. Looking over towards Beechkit and Furzekit they all headed over towards the edge of the nest to watch their mother to inspect what she was looking at as they were all equally curious about anything new that might be occurring in the otherwise uneventful den. Furzekit had taken particularly taken interest in her observations and accidentally tumbled out of the nest letting out a mew of laughter. Brindledawn has now turned back around to pick her up and placed her close to where both he and Beechkit watched with curiosity. Rowankit watched as his mother turned towards the three of them.
“Now that all of your eyes are open, what would you three like to do?” She asked them expectantly. Rowankit thought about his mother’s question for a moment and looked around in consideration, the prospect of exploring outside the nursery for the first time excited Rowankit but he noticed the other kits in the nursery, Rockflower’s kits; all looked eager to greet him along with his brother and sister. Puzzled at what to choose Rowankit was starting to doubt his other potential choices and considered just staying inside the security of the nest but the prospect of the unknown places outside the confines of the nest filled Rowankit with wonder. With a small content purr he turned towards his mother who was watching them all as she awaited their responses.
“I want to explore outside!” He announced with an enthusiastic mewl, his eyes shining with excitement as he looked up happily towards Brindledawn. Rowankit watched as Brindledawn looked down at him and nodded her approval. With a grateful mew Rowankit stepped out of the nest and took one last look at his mother before cautiously making his way over towards the nursery’s entrance. Turning his head he noticed Beechkit and Furzekit were also planning to accompany him on his venture outside and feeling a bit more confidence knowing his siblings would be with him Rowankit looked back in the direction of the entrance and bounded outside. Rowankit paused as soon as his paws touched the dusty sandy ground and took a minute to draw in his surroundings. Sitting down directly outside the nursery he let the bright early morning sun wash over his pelt and felt the cool breeze ruffle his ears as it blew past but the loud discussions of the other cats that were hanging around outside made Rowankit begin to feel a bit worried again but he spotted his mother emerging from the den and relief came over him again. Taking in one last whiff of the fresh air Rowankit stood back up on his paws and curiously looked around at the camp as he made his way over to what seemed like the middle of the large area and stood there to admire the atmosphere of the clan.

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RowanKit will explore outside the nursery

Rowankit shifted a bit in the soft nest in the nursery as the soft light from the rising sun streamed across his face. His mother Brindledawn and two siblings Beechkit and Furzekit were both resting peacefully around him but Brindledawn soon also began to notice that the sun had risen and slowly rose out of her slumber to stand up and stretch briefly. Rowankit blinked sleepily as his mother gently nudged him awake, and with a quick stretch and yawn he looked next to him to see his siblings were also woken up. Rowankit watched Brindledawn lightly pad over to the nursery’s entrance. Looking over towards Beechkit and Furzekit they all headed over towards the edge of the nest to watch their mother to inspect what she was looking at as they were all equally curious about anything new that might be occurring in the otherwise uneventful den. Furzekit had taken particularly taken interest in her observations and accidentally tumbled out of the nest letting out a mew of laughter. Brindledawn has now turned back around to pick her up and placed her close to where both he and Beechkit watched with curiosity. Rowankit watched as his mother turned towards the three of them.
“Now that all of your eyes are open, what would you three like to do?” She asked them expectantly. Rowankit thought about his mother’s question for a moment and looked around in consideration, the prospect of exploring outside the nursery for the first time excited Rowankit but he noticed the other kits in the nursery, Rockflower’s kits; all looked eager to greet him along with his brother and sister. Puzzled at what to choose Rowankit was starting to doubt his other potential choices and considered just staying inside the security of the nest but the prospect of the unknown places outside the confines of the nest filled Rowankit with wonder. With a small content purr he turned towards his mother who was watching them all as she awaited their responses.
“I want to explore outside!” He announced with an enthusiastic mewl, his eyes shining with excitement as he looked up happily towards Brindledawn. Rowankit watched as Brindledawn looked down at him and nodded her approval. With a grateful mew Rowankit stepped out of the nest and took one last look at his mother before cautiously making his way over towards the nursery’s entrance. Turning his head he noticed Beechkit and Furzekit were also planning to accompany him on his venture outside and feeling a bit more confidence knowing his siblings would be with him Rowankit looked back in the direction of the entrance and bounded outside. Rowankit paused as soon as his paws touched the dusty sandy ground and took a minute to draw in his surroundings. Sitting down directly outside the nursery he let the bright early morning sun wash over his pelt and felt the cool breeze ruffle his ears as it blew past but the loud discussions of the other cats that were hanging around outside made Rowankit begin to feel a bit worried again but he spotted his mother emerging from the den and relief came over him again. Taking in one last whiff of the fresh air Rowankit stood back up on his paws and curiously looked around at the camp as he made his way over to what seemed like the middle of the large area and stood there to admire the atmosphere of the clan.

Sharpstar glanced over from where had had been talking with Fallowswift, his deputy, about the morning's patrols to see that his mate and kits had made their way out of the nursery. Purring, he bid goodbye to the patched she-cat and bounded over to them. Furzekit was squeaking excitedly and running almost in circles, eyes wide, trying to take in the entire WindClan camp at once. Rowankit stood silently, taking everything in while enjoying the morning sun, and Sharpstar bent his head to give his son a quick lick between the ears. Beechkit appeared more timid, and seemed to be content staying between Brindledawn's legs.
"Good morning, everyone. Why don't you all sleep in my den from now on?" he asked them, "It might be crowded in the nursery, and besides, I miss you," he gave Brindledawn a little wink as he said this.
"Sure, we'll move the nest later tonight." she replied. The Clan had begun to awaken, standing and shaking out the dust from their pelts that had blown in over the moor during the night. The cats began to mill about, some grabbing prey and others sharing tongues, as they waited for the morning's patrols to be sorted. Sharpstar purred as he observed his children watching WindClan begin the day for the first time with such wonder, and became briefly lost in his thoughts about the great warriors he hoped they would become.
"Rowankit! Beechkit! Let's go see what they're doing!" Furzekit mewled, jumping in place and gesturing towards a small group of warriors that had formed to chat quietly.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Beechkit replied in a soft voice, and Sharpstar was surprised at how timid his son sounded. Shy but smart, that one.
"I mean, it's just that they look busy..." The dark brown kit continued warily. Rowankit made no reply yet, observing both his siblings and the cats around him.
"I'm sure they'd be happy to meet you," Brindledawn meowed, "But if you don't want to bother them yet, you don't have to. You could explore the camp if you want, but don't leave it. I'll be keeping an eye on you." She warned. Beechkit perked up at this, seeming more comfortable with the idea of exploring. He and his sister stared at each other for a moment before turning to Rowankit.
"Fine... why don't you just decide," Furzekit told him. "Should we talk to the really cool warriors, or look around camp?"

Talk to the warriors
Explore the WindClan camp

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[~Vincent-Valentine~]

Username: MistyAutumnDays
Character's name: Fawnkit
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: A russet and white calico with green eyes. He has a slim build, perfect for sprinting and dashing around objects. He may look a bit malnourished, but he was just born that way. He has a strange malformity on his front legs, where he has four toes on each paw instead of the normal five. He's shorthaired, which can be a pain during Leaffall and Leadbare.
Personality: Careful, Observant, Tolerant

Codeword: Pebble

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Username: MistyAutumnDays
Character's name: Fawnkit
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: A russet and white calico with green eyes. He has a slim build, perfect for sprinting and dashing around objects. He may look a bit malnourished, but he was just born that way. He has a strange malformity on his front legs, where he has four toes on each paw instead of the normal five. He's shorthaired, which can be a pain during Leaffall and Leadbare.
Personality: Careful, Observant, Tolerant

Codeword: Pebble

Your randomly chosen Clan is: ShadowClan
Your parents are: Flakenose and Tawnystone
Your siblings are: Snailkit (small white she-cat) and Daisykit (calico she-cat)

Your profile can be found here.

Your adventure begins!

The moon was rising steadily over the ShadowClan camp. Cats were milling about in camp, enjoying the evening air and chatting with one another, but one in particular was alone, staring up at the moon as he sat silently. His calico tabby pelt shimmered as soft moonbeams flowed over him through the pine trees. A rustle in the brambles behind him made his ears prick, and immediately he turned, alert, as a dark tom stepped out, yellow eyes shining in the night. He was followed by a white she-cat, who turned her head to murmur one last thing into the den before she joined her companion in the camp.
"You can go see them now, Tawnystone," the tom purred, which was a well-known rarity from him. Tawnystone dipped his head gratefully.
"Thank you Flintclaw, and you, Frostberry," he meowed to the medicine cats. Although he appeared calm on the outside, his eyes were alight with joy and he had to stop himself from bolting into the nursery.
Once inside, he was met with his mate, Flakenose, whose white body was curled comfortingly around three small kittens that were nestled next to her belly.
"Hi," she whispered to her mate, trying not to disturb the other queen Owlswoop and her kits, and he greeted her with an affectionate lick to the ears.
"I'm glad you're okay... and they're beautiful, my love," Tawnystone murmured, bending down to sniff at the sleeping kittens. One of them, a calico and white tom, squeaked and mewled as he turned over, earning amused purrs from his parents.
"What shall we name them?" Flakenose mewed, gazing down at the kits.
"Hmm... how about Snailkit for the little white one?" Tawnystone suggested, gesturing to the she-cat. Flakenose nodded.
"I like that. And maybe... Daisykit for the other she-cat... and..." the new mother paused.
"For the tom, how about Fawnkit?"

~Nine Days Later~

"Fawnkit! Daisykit! Wake up!"
Daisykit was awoken by a prod to her side, and grumbled in annoyance as she was met with her sister Snailkit's muzzle shoved right in her face. She stood and stretched, noticing Fawnkit blinking up at their mother Flakenose, who was still asleep.
"The medicine cats are going somewhere and I want to see where!" Snailkit spoke in a hushed tone, clearly trying not to alert Flakenose. Immediately Daisykit felt more awake.
"Ooh! Let's go!" She got up and eagerly bounded to the entrance of the den, feeling her sister and brother close on her tail. Peering outside they could see Flintclaw and Frostberry, the medicine cats, talking with Ashenstar, the ShadowClan leader. After a few moments they each dipped their heads to her and began to leave camp. Ashenstar padded away and Snailkit gasped in excitement.
"Come on! We can follow them!"
"Wait!" Daisykit hissed anxiously, suddenly nervous as she glanced back at the still sleeping Flakenose. She didn't want to get caught.
"If we wait we'll lose them!" Snailkit mewed, jumping and puffing up her fur to look bigger, which didn't really work as she was definitely the smallest of the litter. Panicked, Daisykit turned to Fawnkit.
"Er... uh... I don't know, should we follow them?"

Follow the medicine cats
Stay in the nursery

[SilverWolfLover]

Username: Silverwolflover
Character's name: Rainkit
Gender: She
Physical appearance: Light grey with dark grey stripes with blue eyes,she is small. The stripes get darker nearer her tail making it almost black in colour.
Personality: Bubbly,Cheerful,Clumsy,Playful
Codeword: Pebble

[[kat]]

Username: Silverwolflover
Character's name: Rainkit
Gender: She
Physical appearance: Light grey with dark grey stripes with blue eyes,she is small. The stripes get darker nearer her tail making it almost black in colour.
Personality: Bubbly,Cheerful,Clumsy,Playful
Codeword: Pebble

Your randomly chosen Clan is: RiverClan
Your parents are: Gloomshadow and Bubblesong
Your siblings are: None

Your profile can be found here.

Your adventure begins!

Bubblesong's gray tabby fur was ruffled anxiously as he paced outside of the nursery. He didn't even know why he was so worried. She-cats kitted all the time, and it was completely normal, so... so why was it taking so long?
He gazed at the entrance to the nursery longingly, not for the first time that afternoon. He just wanted to be inside to make sure his mate Gloomshadow was okay, but Brackenflame had gently requested that he stay outside to give them space, and he didn't want to disrespect the medicine cat.
Brackenflame knows what he's doing. They'll be fine.
"How long are you just going to walk about outside the den? You've been there for ages!" An amused purr came from behind him and he turned to see Hollowstrike padding up to him.
"I don't know... until they say I can come in?" With a sigh Bubblesong sat down. "I'm just nervous. I shouldn't be, but I am."
Hollowstrike's eyes softened. He glanced briefly towards Currentpaw and Shadepaw, his kits, who were fishing in the nearby stream.
"I was nervous too, for Mallowpool. It's okay."
Bubblesong looked up at him. "You were?"
The dark tom nodded. "Yeah. I remember-"
He was interrupted by Brackenflame's ginger face poking out of the nursery, amber eyes light with happiness. "Bubblesong! Come meet your daughter."
The gray warrior didn't need to be told twice. He bolted into the nursery, earning a gasp from Finchfeather as he almost stumbled over her. Leafwind, the third queen in the den, watched from the corner with her tail tip flicking in amusement.
Gloomshadow was curled up, unmoving, to the side. A single kit, light gray with dark stripes, suckled at her belly. Bubblesong's heart felt light as he observed his newborn.
"I don't know how there was only one... that took absolutely forever." Gloomshadow huffed, still not picking her head up from the floor. She looked exhausted.
"But you did so well. Look at her, she's beautiful," Bubblesong whispered, not taking his eyes off the kit. His mate only grunted in return, which he easily ignored. Gloomshadow was known throughout the Clan for a bit of a prickly personality, but overall she meant well.
After a few more moments of watching the she-kit, Bubblesong glanced at his mate's face.
"What shall we name her...?"
But there was no response from Gloomshadow, who appeared to have fallen asleep. Purring, Bubblesong laid down and curled himself around his family. The kitten mewled at the new touch. Affectionately, he bent to gently touch his nose to her head.
"It's alright. I'm here now, Rainkit."

~Seven Days Later~

Dawn light filtered into the nursery, boring right into Gloomshadow's closed eyes. Sighing, she yawned and gave a stretch, slightly annoyed to have been woken up. Rainkit was already awake, and began to nudge her. Fighting off the urge to grumble at the kit, she turned to let her daughter feed.
"I'm impressed. If any cat else poked you like that, you'd have bitten their ear off," Finchfeather purred. Her daughter Softkit was playing with the black she-cat's waving tail. Gloomshadow rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, well... you know," she replied, unsure what answer to give to that. What her friend said was true, but Rainkit was her own, and she wanted to make sure she was being a good mother. She had begun to doze when suddenly Leafwind gasped.
"Gloomshadow, look! She's opened her eyes!"
Glancing down, she realized that what the other queen said was true, and Gloomshadow was delighted to see that Rainkit had inherited her blue eyes, but she forced herself to look composed.
"Well, finally. She can meet everyone," she mewed, and her daughter blinked up at her curiously. Considering it for a moment, Gloomshadow thought she'd let the kit decide what she wanted to do.
"Rainkit, do you want to meet your denmates first, or go outside and see the Clan?"

Meet Leafwind and Finchfeather's kits
Go out into the RiverClan camp
Stay in the nest