ForgottenClan~Accepting! (Warrior Cat Roleplay)

[Lilycat2006]

@Snow: Fine by me!

Tornstar✴ 48 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Rushpaw

"Alright, Alright." he said. "Give me a couple minutes and I will call the meeting." He mewed, nudging her. "Go get yourself ready!" He chuckled as he saw the excitement in her eyes. " I will go have a talk with your mentor, so go keep yourself busy and no peeking!" He ordered playfully, shooing her away. Mistyheart should be good for her. He pondered, before trotting over to the pretty cat.

Blackmist✴ 35 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Open

Stormcloud✴ 22 moons✴ She-cat✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Lynxfeather

She sighed in relief as he ignored her outburst. "Uh, yeah sure!" She called out to the tom, trotting over to him. "So, what exactly are we looking for and what do they look like?" She asked politely.

[HyperfixationStation]

𝙻𝚢𝚗𝚡𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

Tom ^ 34 Moons ^ Medicine cat ^ Apprentice : None ^ Tags: Stormcloud ^ Mentions : None

Lynxfeather padded out, responding to Stormcloud, "Well, considering that it's leaf-bare, most of the herbs will be starting to wilt, so our main goal is to get as much herbs as possible. Remember that it's best to leave roots and stems in for herbs that we only need the petals or leaves for, so that the herb can grow back easily. But, i've noticed that our Feverfew and Poppy Seed stores are running a little low, so we should make sure to look out for those." He continued trotting forward, twisting towards the path to the lake.

𝚁𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚙𝚊𝚠

Molly ^ 7 Moons ^ Apprentice ^ Mentor : None ^ Tags: Tornstar ^ Mentions : None

She nodded to the large tom, rushing back in order to prepare for the clan meeting. She started grooming her pelt, still disheveled after her rest. She tried to do this as quickly as possible, missing some spots as she continued.

[Lilycat2006]

Tornstar✴ 48 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: open: Mentions: Mistyheart

Oh where oh where could Mistyheart be? He wondered, looking for her.


Blackmist✴ 35 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Open

(Open for interaction)

Stormcloud✴ 22 moons✴ She-cat✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Lynxfeather

"Alright" She nodding, taking in all the information. She pointed her nose up and took a deep breath. Nothing that smelt like herbs. Shaking her head she ran and caught up with Lynxfeather. As they got closer to the water, she noticed some sage, which was the only plant she could remember. Taking a deep breath, she trotted over to it.

[viridxty]

M I S T Y H E A R T
✴ Warrior ✴ Molly ✴ Mate(s) / Crush(es) = Open ✴ Apprentice = None (Soon To Be Rushpaw) ✴ Tags = Tornstar ✴ Mentions = Rushpaw ✴

Noticing Tornstar Looking Around Camp, Mistyheart Leapt To Her Feet And
Walked Over To Her Leader.
Rushpaw Appeared To Be Heading Back To Her Den, The Familiar Shine In Her Eyes Betraying Her Excitement And What Caused It.
The Black And White Molly Sighed.
Whoever Mentors Her Will Be A Very Lucky Cat.
She Reflected, Looking Over In The Young Cats Direction.
Mistyheart Shook Her Head, Before Padding Directly In Front Of Her Leader, Her Ears Pricked.
"Are You Ok Tornstar?" She Asked. "Are You Looking For Anyone?"

[HyperfixationStation]

𝙻𝚢𝚗𝚡𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

Tom ^ 34 Moons ^ Medicine cat ^ Apprentice : None ^ Tags: Stormcloud ^ Mentions : None

He lifted his muzzle and sniffed for familiar scents, his mouth hanging open a little to allow it to flow inside. He recognized the faint pine scent of horsetail, turning his head to Stormcloud as they walked away from each other. "By the way, Feverfew smells slightly bitter, sort of like a rat covered with unripe berries, and poppy smells faintly of a pigeon covered in honey." He explained, padding towards the herb. He gripped it sparingly, ripping the least-wilted parts out of the ground. He lifted his muzzle again, seeing if any other herbs were nearby.

𝚁𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚙𝚊𝚠

Molly ^ 7 Moons ^ Apprentice ^ Mentor : None ^ Tags: None ^ Mentions : Tornstar, Mistyheart

The molly finished grooming and attempted to stick her head out of the apprentice's small bush without being noticed. She stuck her head in, trying to think about who would be her mentor. The molly imagined what the city would be like as she waited, grinning as she thought about it. She stuck her head out again, attempting to see who Tornstar was talking to. She could just make out a muzzle, but she couldn't give it a face. She thought it belonged to Mistyheart, but she wasn't sure. She went back into the den and looked to see if she had missed anything.

[Lilycat2006]

Tornstar✴ 48 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Mistyheart

He was slightly startled by Mistyheart's sudden appearance. "Mistyheart! There you are." He chuckled. "In fact I was trying to find you." He mumbled, looking the black cat up and down. He sat down quickly and wrapped his long tail around the back of his legs. "I wanted to ask you something, we have been low on kits and apprentices for a long time now, and I was wondering if you would like to mentor Rushpaw. I think she would be a good match for you." He questioned, meeting the she-cats eyes, judging her reaction.

Blackmist✴ 35 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Open

(Open for interaction)

Stormcloud✴ 22 moons✴ She-cat✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Lynxfeather

"Feverfew. Feverfew. Unripe berries. Poppy. Poppy. Pigeon with Honey." She repeated to herself as Lynxfeather and her went their different ways. "Ah ha!" She laughed as she spotted some poppy. Doing exactly what Lynxfeather said, she carefully grabbed only the top of the herb, leaving the rest intact.

[rabbit_with_a_fedora]

{--Fierce--}

Fierce--Loner--9 moons--Park--Tags: no one

Fierce found herself in a nice, warm den under a bush. It smelled of warm milk and flowers. Warm fur pressed against her from all directions. A warm, kind voice spoke to her softly "My little Fiercekit, I love you so much." Fierce snuggled in, dozing off dreamily. Suddenly, she felt very cold. She heard soft footsteps padding away. "D-don't go away.." she mewled. "It's alright, I'll just be right back." Fierce pummeled her paws on everything around her, trying to find her mother's soft fur again. Her paws, struck, and she heard mewling. But that couldn't be right! She had to find her mother. She kept pushing around, squirming, and then the mewling stopped abruptly. Fierce felt so confused, not knowing what was happening. Suddenly, a piercing shriek shook the air. Fierce stirred, and knew something was going on, but she couldn't get up, since two other soft bodies were pressed around her. A few moments later, a familiar, male voice spoke "Fiercekit, your mother- The voice trailed off, quivering. Then the dream shifted. Fierce was now 2 moons old, in the park. It was a harsh leaf bare, and Fierce was still mad about not being allowed to hunt. "My pelt will finally blend in with all this fluffy white stuff! Others kept telling her she was too young. Her father had taken her out to the edge of the park, just to get a view. It was pretty, with all the white and shining stuff on the ground, trees, even her father's head! Suddenly, she heard a cat scream "TWOLEG!! RUN!!! Her father picked her up by the scruff and pelted towards the nearest hiding place: under a quivering, white bush. The twoleg scooped them up, and brought them into a small, grey box of a den, which shook every few seconds. He looked scruffy and mean, with a strange green pelt that had some symbols on it ( PS it reads : Wildlife Extermination). Fierce felt scared and confused, like she hated being. They were brought to a strange place with bars like thin tree branches, and twolegs would peer through them to look at Fierce. One day, when she was 6 moons old, some twolegs reached in and took her father. In the last few seconds together, he said desperately Fierce! There is a clan, one that you lived in for a bit. Its called Forgottenclan! Find it, and you will be safe!then, he was carried off, never to be seen again. A few days later, the cage doors were open. Fierce scrambled out, and zipped away, out of the twolegs grasp. She found herself on the streets, and then Fierce woke up with a start. She was 9 moons old now. She thought "Forgottenclan" sounded familiar but like a really old memory. Fierce knew it existed, though, and had tried to find it ever since. She sat up, and stretched, trying to ignore her fresh, gaping wounds. She padded around the park, enjoying the freshness of the cool, gentle air against her bloodied pelt, as it soothed the pain. Suddenly, her nose twitched. She smelled other cats. Usually, that meant trouble. But these cats smelled like the wilderness. Could they be part of Forgottenclan? She dragged her self closer, wincing at the pain the fresh wounds she had gotten yesterday during a fight. She was so tired, hungry, and in pain, she just collapsed under a bush, and lay there. She felt like a terrified kit again. She sighed, and eyed the spot where the scent came from. Welp, this is it. If they are clan cats, I might not die, but otherwise... she shudered at the thought, and lay there quietly.


agh sorry for your eyes haha i like big blocks of text XD

[Lilycat2006]

Blackmist✴ 35 moons✴ Tom✴ Apprentice: None✴ Tagging: Meadowspirit

Blackmist was tried of laying around waiting for someone to approach him. Sighing softly, he stood up and stretched his long limbs, looking around camp. Stormcloud was nowhere to be seen, and Mistyheart was talking to Tornstar. Shaking his head, he found Meadowspirit lounging around like he was. The two cats didn't talk too much, but they got along pretty well. "Goodmorning Meadowspirit!" He called, trotting over to the light coloured tom. He sat down quickly, and curled his tail around is hind legs. "I was wondering if we could go on patrol or something... It's nice out and all the birds out there are calling my name." He joked, looking at the almost clear sky. "Plus, this might be the last decent day before leafbare." He acknowledged, grimacing.

(Its fine )

[rabbit_with_a_fedora]

Fierce

Fierce—Rogue—9 moons—hurt

Fierce sniffed the air, falling in and out of consciousness. She’d spent so long trying to find Forgottenclan, and she hoped she had. Her claws ached, her ear was torn, and multiple gaping wounds acted like a second set of leopard spots on her silver-now red-coat. Her small lungs heaved, it was harder to stay focused.Those other streetcats, they didn’t waste a second thinking about honor. Fierce never considered herself as a rogue, but more of a street-warrior. Her father had taught her the warrior code all those long days in the two leg cage. She felt scared, terrified, and very small. Usually, she was her namesake: Fierce. She was ferocious, slashing and biting. She observed other cats fighting, hiding in the background, and once she had to fight them, she knew every weakness. But that was not the case right now, as she was in no state to get up, let alone fight. Those savage rogues, they had banded up and attacked her, singling her out as the primary threat in the city. The cats were coming closer. If they were clan cats, she might be saved. If not... we’ll she’d seen some rogues eat cats, especially when they were so easy to get to...

Agh hope this isn’t dark

[HyperfixationStation]

𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝

Tom ^ 27 Moons ^ Warrior ^ Apprentice : None ^ Tags : Blackmist ^ Mentions : None

"Well, I have nothing better to do. I guess i'll come. Might find somethin' intresting." He responded, getting up and stretching.

𝙻𝚢𝚗𝚡𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

Tom ^ 34 Moons ^ Medicine cat ^ Apprentice : None ^ Tags : Stormcloud ^ Mentions : None

He looked over at Stormcloud to see of she had collected enough herbs. He saw her pile, satisfied and went back to looking for some more herbs.

𝚁𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚙𝚊𝚠

Molly ^ 7 Moons ^ Apprentice ^ Mentor : To be Mistyheart ^ Tags : None ^ Mentions : None

Waiting for the meeting.

(Sorry if there's something wrong with something, i'm on mobile right now so i'll fix it later)