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Create threads to collect roleplay applications, discuss your roleplays, or post additional information for them.

๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ผ๐“ฎ๐“’๐“ต๐“ช๐“ท ๐““๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฌ๐“พ๐“ผ๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท { โš˜ } ๐“ž&๐“

Postby C a s » Wed Aug 21, 2024 3:26 am

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โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ•ฎ

๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“น๐“ต๐“ช๐”‚ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ญ

๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚ + ๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚

๐“ป๐“พ๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ผ + ๐“น๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ฝ

๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ผ๐“ฎ๐“ฌ๐“ต๐“ช๐“ท

๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ฌ๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ผ๐“ฎ๐“ญ + ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฝ๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ

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โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ•ฎ
๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐“ป๐“ช๐“ท๐“ด๐“ผ:

leader [1/1]
deputy: TBA
med. cat [2/2]
med. cat app. [1/2]

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Welcome wrote:Welcome to the discussion thread for the warriors roleplay, RoseClan! RoseClan is the home of outsiders and outcasts; any cat is welcome here, so long as they're willing to pull their weight. RoseClan resides in a mossy forest near a twolegplace, and as of late, the Clan has been plagued with many mysterious disappearances - including the clan's deputy, most recently. After three days' the tom's body showed up - the first body to actually have been found. What danger is lurking in the shadows, tormenting the band of cats? RoseClan can only pray StarClan will guide them on the right path soon, so that they can defend themselves from the unseen foe.


โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ•ฎ
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โ•ฐโ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ


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{ โš˜ } Please do not apply for deputy! The RoseClan deputy will be chosen by the leader from the pool of warriors at the beginning of the RP! Any forms made for deputy will be declined. { โš˜ }

{ โš˜ } Please be mindful of the Clan history when you're deciding your characters' backstories and how they react to the world around them.

{ โš˜ } RoseClan is made up of outcasts - a healthy mix of Clanborn and former-outsider characters is expected, so feel free to make your character's history as interesting as you'd like! It is also okay to have your character originate from another Clan, as given the roleplay's history, those do exist. Since the remaining Clans would be far away, these characters should be few and far between. RoseClan follows the Warrior Code, but any cat who can pull their weight is allowed to leave their past behind here.

{ โš˜ } Please keep genders even! If you have more than one character, you must have both AMAB and AFAB characters.

{ โš˜ } You may make as many characters as you can handle.

{ โš˜ } You may only have one high rank (leader, deputy, medicine cat, medicine cat apprentice) at a time, unless your character is chosen as deputy or med. apprentice for the sake of the roleplay's sincerity. If your character is chosen for a role despite you already having a high rank (for example: if you play the medicine cat, but the deputy dies and your character makes the most sense to be chosen for the position based on their relationship to the leader and the Clan), you do not have to demote/kill off/etc. the high rank you already have.

{ โš˜ } Be realistic with your character's names and appearances, their actions, and the way you type in this roleplay.

{ โš˜ } Your character form MUST include: name, appearance/character image, rank, gender, allegiance, and age. Additional kin, histories, etc, are optional.

{ โš˜ } Fade to black for kitting/mating scenes.

{ โš˜ } Remember CS' rules! If a CS rule is broken, it's possible that a moderator will issue a warning to you. Following the site rules will help us keep the roleplay unlocked and going strong.

{ โš˜ } Please do not make NPC characters within the Clan - NPC outsiders or ex-RoseClan cats are fine!

{ โš˜ } These rules are subject to change based on the roleplay's needs.

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Postby C a s » Wed Aug 21, 2024 3:27 am

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Chameleon Circuit | The Sound of Drums wrote:Is it only me?
Am the only one to be called?
This pounding in my ears,
Is calling me to rule the world.

Rule the universe,
As the master of your fate;
Can you hear the drums?
Don't try to fight them, it's too late.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ผ ๐™ด
Prefix ๏ฟซ crow
Suffix ๏ฟซ paw whisper

๐™ถ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐š
ใ€Œ
๐“…จใ€ โ™‚ | ใ€Œ ใ€ โ™€

๐™ฐ ๐™ถ ๐™ด
37 mns

๐š ๐™ฐ ๐™ฝ ๐™บ
Kit ใ€Œ ใ€ Apprentice ใ€Œ ใ€ Warrior ใ€Œ ใ€ Queen ใ€Œ ใ€ Elder ใ€Œ ใ€ Medicine Cat ใ€Œ
๐“…จใ€ Deputy ใ€Œ ใ€ Leader ใ€Œ ใ€

๐™ป ๐™พ ๐šˆ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
RoseClan


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐™พ ๐š ๐šˆ
crow's life began in twolegplace. a small group of outsiders took care of each other in an abandoned twoleg den - two of those outsiders were crow's parents. gust had always lived alone, so when he'd come across the group, he was eager to have a bond with the other cats. he lived with them for awhile before meeting cherryblossom: a roseclan warrior. cherryblossom loved her clan, and the family she had there, but the attraction she felt for gust was undeniable. she left roseclan to join the band of loners that lived in the den, which is where she gave birth to their litter: crow and smolder, two tiny black kits. gust and cherryblossom were all right parents; cherry showered them in affection, while gust was more focused on taking care of the group as a whole.
as crow grew, it became apparent that he wasn't quite normal. the poor young tom always looked fearful, as if something were always looking in the shadows around him. he heard voices around him all the time, though every cat he knew insisted that there were no voices to be heard. he could often be found sitting alone, seemingly having conversations with himself. as crow grew, the voices came and went, and he became more accustomed to them - though not before earning the nickname "crazy" crow.
smolder was excelling as a prospect of the group - though he kept himself close to crow. it was clear he loved his brother, and had no issue sticking up for him. crow was primarily isolated, much to cherryblossom and gust's displeasure, but the cats of the group just couldn't see him as anything but insane. his entire childhood, crow felt unloved and like he didn't belong.
all of the two kits' lives cherryblossom had told them stories of roseclan. she mentioned starclan, and how certain cats were able to commune with them. in the clan, this made them special - whereas for crow, hearing cats he couldn't see made him an outcast. his heart began pulling him away from the group. when crow was ten moons old, he announced to cherryblossom and gust that he would be leaving the group and going to join roseclan. his parents were shocked, as expected, and gust was quite angry. crow thought he would be making the journey alone - but luckily for him, smolder wouldn't have it. the two brothers left the group and headed to the forest.
it wasn't hard to find a patrol once they'd crossed the scent line. it seemed the roseclan warriors were on them just as quickly as they'd placed paw on the mossy forest floor. crow's bravery vanished, and he nearly huddled himself behind smolder - luckily, his brother was cool in the face of the older, tougher cats, and explained they'd come to joined. the clan cats were surprised to her that cherryblossom's kits would leave her to join the clan - but they did have warrior blood running through their veins, and the leader said it was only natural that they would be called back to their roots. to the two young cats' joy, they were given the names crowpaw and smolderpaw, and were allowed to begin training as warriors.
unfortunately for crowpaw, he sucked. he was a terrible apprentice; being terrified of the world around you doesn't make you a steady hunter, nor does it encourage you to sharpen your claws into skilled weapons. smolderpaw excelled in his training, having already had a certain amount of training from his time in the group they abandoned. he was a fine hunter already, and he was eager to learn every battle move his roseclan mentor would teach him.
thankfully, the tide would soon turn for crowpaw. birds hardly fluttered down into view of the roseclan cats, but the medicine cat had awoken one morning to a shadow covering the sunny gap that warmed the herb garden. going out to investigate, she found a crow hopping around the gap. as she approached, the crow took wing, but lost a feather - a flutter that fluttered down from the treetops, directly through the crack in the stone, and landed among the herbs in her garden. twigpool, the medicine cat who had been given the sign, understood it right away. she offered crowpaw the chance to tag along with her for the day. when she asked about the muttering he often quietly did under his breath, he timidly explained that he heard voices in his mind from time to time, and he spoke with them as often as they came. it was then and there that twigpool decided that crowpaw was certainly meant to be her apprentice. she went to the leader at once, and crowpaw's purpose shifted.
right away crowpaw showed a natural aptitude for healing. he seemed to remember each herb the first time he'd been told, and had no trouble diagnosing injured and ill cats with hardly a glance at them. he accredited the voices often for his success, claiming they whispered to him the things he might forget or suggestions on what ails his clanmates. on his first half-moon, crowpaw met starclan with his mentor and the other medicine cat. he met some of the nameless voices he'd heard since kithood, and crowpaw realized he'd been chosen for this role from birth.
now, crowwhisper doesn't have twigpool to rely on: the she-cat had been the first patient he'd lost. unfortunately, the voices had no whisper of cure for old age. crowwhisper took the loss hard, and was grateful that he had plenty to keep him busy through it. he still hears the voices, though less often now, and has a particularly strong bond with starclan and keen ability to interpret their signs. the voices of his ancestors don't come as often anymore - or at least, they hadn't. since the disappearances have begun they always seem to be in the back of his mind, whispering "danger" and "darkness;" though much to crowwhisper's frustration, nothing useful ever comes.

๐™ฟ ๐™ด ๐š ๐š‚ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐™ธ ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
crowwhisper is a timid tom, constantly radiating nervous energy. he prefers the company of no cat - the voices provide plenty of socializing, as far as he's concerned - though he doesn't mind his brother's. he's very focused on his role in the clan as a healer, and considers himself above average at it. while he's gotten a bit braver with age and experience, crowwhisper still cannot cope with cats sneaking up on him, or loud noises, or a whole variety of other small things.

๐š‚ ๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ป ๐™ป ๐š‚

Charisma: โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Strength: โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Speed: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Climbing: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†
Agility: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Defense : โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Offense : โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ฝ
Mother ๏ฟซ cherryblossom
Father ๏ฟซ gust
Littermates ๏ฟซ smolderleaf
Younger Sibling ๏ฟซ warbler
Niece ๏ฟซ daisypaw

๐™ด ๐™ณ ๐š„ ๐™ฒ ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ
Mentor ๏ฟซ twigpool
Apprentice ๏ฟซ fernpaw

๐™ต ๐š ๐™ธ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
freshbreath - crowwhisper's colleague. naturally, he's become close to the cat that he works with everyday and shares every thought with

๐š ๐™ด ๐™ป ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
Single ใ€Œ
๐“…จใ€ Taken ใ€Œ ใ€ Too Young ใ€Œ ใ€ Crushing ใ€Œ ใ€ Widow ใ€Œ ใ€
โคทMate/Crush:

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Kodaline | Brother wrote:Oh, brother, we go deeper than the ink
Beneath the skin of our tattoos,
Though we don't share the same blood,
You're my brother and I love you, that's the truth;

We're living different lives,
Heaven only knows,
If we'll make it back with all our fingers and our toes;
Five years, twenty years, come back,
It will always be the same.

If I was dying on my knees,
You would be the one to rescue me;
And if you were drowned at sea,
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe -
I've got you, brother.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ผ ๐™ด
Prefix ๏ฟซ smolder
Suffix ๏ฟซ paw leaf

๐™ถ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐š
ใ€Œ
๐Ÿ•ฏใ€ โ™‚ | ใ€Œ ใ€ โ™€

๐™ฐ ๐™ถ ๐™ด
37 mns

๐š ๐™ฐ ๐™ฝ ๐™บ
Kit ใ€Œ ใ€ Apprentice ใ€Œ ใ€ Warrior ใ€Œ
๐Ÿ•ฏใ€ Queen ใ€Œ ใ€ Elder ใ€Œ ใ€ Medicine Cat ใ€Œ ใ€ Deputy ใ€Œ ใ€ Leader ใ€Œ ใ€

๐™ป ๐™พ ๐šˆ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
roseclan

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐™พ ๐š ๐šˆ
smolder's childhood was very bittersweet. the tom was born - alongside his brother, crow - to gust and cherryblossom. gust had been part of the group they were born into for awhile; cherryblossom, however, was still rather knew, having left roseclan to join the tom she fell in love with. smolder was easy-going and got along well with others, while crow on the other paw, was the opposite. smolder's brother was seen as a sort of freak to the other members of the group. smolder often lost his own credibility defending crow, but he wasn't about to let anyone push his littermate around.
as a young tom, gust trained smolder how to hunt and showed him how to defend himself. smolder was keen on battle training and soon became a promising young fighter - crow, on the other hand, was considered "useless." the tom could hardly take a pawstep without squeaking in fear, and every cat knew it. there was no end to the bullying crow faced, and smolder often found himself in scrapes after sticking up for his brother. all of the scars he earned as a young tom were in the name of his brother.
it didn't surprise smolder when crow told their parents he was leaving. after all, the wide-eyed tom had been miserable in the group from the moment he was born. he intended to travel to roseclan, cherryblossom's original home, and seek refuge there. their parents were sad to see crow go - though gust was more angry than upset - but the group couldn't care less. this only further annoyed smolder, and without a second thought, he was chasing after his brother's pawsteps. crow insisted smolder stay in the group where he belonged, but smolder refused - he belonged where his brother was, he told him. the two toms made their way through twolegplace and into the forest, where almost right away the warriors of roseclan were upon them.
while crow cowered behind him, smolder explained why they were there. the clan was shocked to see kits of cherryblossom, though many of her former clanmates were glad to hear she was alive and well. the leader took the two toms in and allowed them to begin training as crowpaw and smolderpaw. right away smolderpaw took to the training. his mentor was a she-cat named vinewhisker - a cat who had been a dear friend of their mother's. she was overjoyed to be training her friend's son, and lamented often that she missed cherryblossom everyday. this was also vinewhisker's first apprentice after bearing her own litter of kits: her daughter, daisypaw, was around smolderpaw's age. the dark tom was smitten with the gray-and-white she-cat right away. much to vinewhisker's amusement, he was doting on her constantly, showering her in praise and adoration. by now, crowpaw had found his place in the clan as well: as the medicine cat's apprentice. the two brothers were fitting in nicely, and neither regretted their decision to find roseclan.
it wasn't long before daisypaw became daisyheart, and smolderpaw wasn't far behind, earning the name smolderleaf. the two were happy as could be, and smolderleaf was pleased with his position as a warrior. he spent plenty of time with crowpaw, and was the first to congratulate him when he returned from the star bush with the name crowwhisper. the brothers were still quite close - which would soon be very important, as daisyheart was carrying smolderleaf's litter. the she-cat joined the queens in the nursery, and smolderleaf visited her every moment he had spare, bringing prey or fetching crowwhisper if she even had a slight bellyache.
when it came time for the kits to arrive, smolderleaf's good fortune would vanish. after a long, bloody labor, only one singular kit was born: a tiny dilute calico kitten. daisyheart wouldn't live longer than a few moments after birthing the kitten. while another queen cleaned and began to feed smolderleaf's daughter, his wails filled the cave, grief staining what should have been a perfect moment.
it took a few sunrises for smolderleaf to be well enough to see his daughter. the first two days after daisyheart's death, smolderleaf hadn't moved from a nest in the medicine den, being tended to by crowwhisper. when he did finally manage to stand and patter to the nursery, the world shifted under his paws. the tiny kitten was her mother made over. smolderleaf felt his grief ebb away and be replaced by such an intense love, unlike anything he'd ever known. he named the kit daisykit after her mother, and spent every moment he could find in the nursery with his daughter. he also became good friends during this time with the queen creamflower; she had lost her kits to the leaf-bare's harsh spread of greencough, but had selflessly agreed to nurse daisykit regardless.
now that daisypaw is an apprentice, smolderleaf finds himself more protective than ever. especially with whatever is snatching cats from the shadows, the tom is sick with worry every time his daughter is out of camp (or out of his eyesight at all).

๐™ฟ ๐™ด ๐š ๐š‚ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐™ธ ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
smolderleaf knows nothing if not the value of loyalty. to his brother, to his lost love, to his clan - smolderleaf would lay down his life for any of these. he's a happy enough tom; though he's a cat of few words, those words are friendly more often than not. smolderleaf is a strong warrior, relying heavily on his honed battle skills.

๐š‚ ๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ป ๐™ป ๐š‚

Charisma: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Strength: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Speed: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Climbing: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Agility: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†
Defense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Offense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ฝ
Mother ๏ฟซ cherryblossom
Father ๏ฟซ gust
Littermates ๏ฟซ crowwhisper
Younger Sibling ๏ฟซ warbler
Daughter ๏ฟซ daisypaw

๐™ด ๐™ณ ๐š„ ๐™ฒ ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ
Mentor ๏ฟซ vinewhisker
Apprentice ๏ฟซ

๐™ต ๐š ๐™ธ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
creamflower - the queen that nursed daisykit after daisyheart's death; over time, creamflower became a very dear friend to smolderleaf and he thinks of her fondly as a sister.

๐š ๐™ด ๐™ป ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
Single ใ€Œ ใ€ Taken ใ€Œ ใ€ Too Young ใ€Œ ใ€ Crushing ใ€Œ ใ€ Widower ใ€Œ
๐Ÿ•ฏใ€
โคทMate/Crush: daisyheart

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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50landing ft. brakence | re:birth wrote:How you gonna wake up,
When she got on her makeup,
And something's telling you that youโ€™re alright;
Another bridge we break down,
And nothing's gonna change now,
And something's telling me that youโ€™re on fire -
The flames are flying higher.

'Cause I wonโ€™t fly away when I see you,
Running back, I donโ€™t need you;
And I wonโ€™t say whatโ€™s wrong when,
I was right;
You fall in, we fall down, no sunrise, just dark clouds above us, youโ€™re burning down;
'Cause I wonโ€™t fly away from this rebirth;
Breathe first -
Rebirth.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ผ ๐™ด
Prefix ๏ฟซ daisy
Suffix ๏ฟซ kit paw

๐™ถ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐š
ใ€Œ ใ€ โ™‚ | ใ€Œ
โ€ใ€ โ™€

๐™ฐ ๐™ถ ๐™ด
8 mns

๐š ๐™ฐ ๐™ฝ ๐™บ
Kit ใ€Œ ใ€ Apprentice ใ€Œ
โ€ใ€ Warrior ใ€Œ ใ€ Queen ใ€Œ ใ€ Elder ใ€Œ ใ€ Medicine Cat ใ€Œ ใ€ Deputy ใ€Œ ใ€ Leader ใ€Œ ใ€

๐™ป ๐™พ ๐šˆ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
roseclan

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐™พ ๐š ๐šˆ
daisykit's life began with heartbreak: her mother - of whom she was named for - passed after a very difficult labor. it took days for her father to be willing to see the kit - but once he did, she was his whole world. another queen nursed her, but as soon as daisykit was on fresh-kill, she insisted having her own nest; that queen wasn't her mother, after all. as soon as her eyes were open, this kitten was full of life. she loved her father dearly, and he showered her in attention and love - but often, she found him smothering. he was as over-protective as a father could be, she could hardly take a pawstep without him warning her to be careful.
daisykit was overjoyed when the day came that she was named daisypaw. her whole life the she-cat had longed to be out in the forest, exploring every inch of the territory, and seeing what was out there for her. she was unafraid of the world around her, too confident for her own good - more than once daisypaw almost stumbled into danger over this eagerness. she tries hard to focus on her training - but there's just so much around her all of the time! nonetheless, daisypaw is determined to be the best warrior her clan has ever seen. she spends a lot of her time trying to dodge smolderleaf; she loves her father, but she can tell he simply cannot stand the fact that she's old enough to have some independence and that he can't watch her every waking moment.

๐™ฟ ๐™ด ๐š ๐š‚ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐™ธ ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
+ Trait ๏ฟซ
- Trait ๏ฟซ

๐š‚ ๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ป ๐™ป ๐š‚

Charisma: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…
Strength: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Speed: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Climbing: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†
Agility: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Defense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Offense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ฝ
Mother ๏ฟซ daisyheart
Father ๏ฟซ smolderleaf
Uncle ๏ฟซ crowwhisper
Aunt ๏ฟซ warbler
Grandparents ๏ฟซ cherryblossom, gust; vinewhisker

๐™ด ๐™ณ ๐š„ ๐™ฒ ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ
Mentor ๏ฟซ brightwing
Apprentice ๏ฟซ

๐™ต ๐š ๐™ธ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚

๐š ๐™ด ๐™ป ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
Single ใ€Œ
โ€ใ€ Taken ใ€Œ ใ€ Too Young ใ€Œ ใ€ Crushing ใ€Œ ใ€ Widow ใ€Œ ใ€
โคทMate/Crush:

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Shawn James | The Thief and the Moon wrote:Oh, but all the wealth in the world will be mine;
Without a means of defense for all those blind;
My very existence is a race to attain wealth -
For the thief's only loyalty in life is to the Devil and himself.

The earth will rise up and devour all that you are;
The skies will call forth thunderous storms from afar;
When you're dead, there'll be no grave to remember your name -
For your greed brings your end and there's no one but yourself to blame.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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[b]๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ผ ๐™ด[/b]
Prefix ๏ฟซ wolf
Suffix ๏ฟซ kit paw shadow

๐™ถ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐š
ใ€Œ ใ€ โ™‚ | ใ€Œ
๐“ƒฆใ€ โ™€

๐™ฐ ๐™ถ ๐™ด
51 mns

๐š ๐™ฐ ๐™ฝ ๐™บ
Kit ใ€Œ ใ€ Apprentice ใ€Œ ใ€ Warrior ใ€Œ
๐“ƒฆใ€ Queen ใ€Œ ใ€ Elder ใ€Œ ใ€ Medicine Cat ใ€Œ ใ€ Deputy ใ€Œ ใ€ Leader ใ€Œ ใ€

๐™ป ๐™พ ๐šˆ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
roseclan

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐™พ ๐š ๐šˆ
wolfkit and bearkit were born into roseclan during a thriving green-leaf. the kits were the product of redleaf and snowmoss, two upstanding warriors of the clan. snowmoss was a gentle queen, kind and loving towards every cat that crossed her path. how she found a mate in redleaf was a mystery. the ginger tabby was a tough, commanding warrior. the two kits had a long lineage in roseclan, their father's bloodline never crossing with an outsider's - at least, until snowmoss. the she-cat had been taken in as a young loner, and had worked hard to earn her place. despite how surprising the pairing was, nonetheless, the clan was pleased for the two as they welcomed a son and daughter.
it was as if wolfkit were born with a chip on her shoulder. while bearkit was a big, clumsy tom who needed time to grow into his paws, wolfkit was able to hold her own. she moved with elegance, though other kits didn't enjoy playing with her - for it seemed she didn't know how to keep her claws sheathed. bearkit was friends with every kit in the nursery, while wolfkit was always "too mean."
when six moons arrived, wolfpaw was eager to begin her training. bearpaw and she spent little time together as apprentices, though wolfpaw's brother always took a moment out of his day to try and share a meal with her. often wolfpaw claimed she was too busy. to a certain extent, this was true; she was very focused on her training, and it was clear that redleaf was partial to his daughter. having recently been named the clan's deputy, redleaf felt his kits needed to live up to his name and legacy - at least the one that showed the most promise, anyway. if wolfpaw wasn't training with her mentor, she was training with redleaf. these two sessions were very different: duskfur, her mentor, was calm and patient. in wolfpaw's eyes, he didn't push her enough, and spent too much time forcing her to hunt. redleaf was the exact opposite. he trained with claws unsheathed, and was harsh on his daughter, insisting that if she couldn't land a move perfectly the first time, she must be a failure. as a result, wolfpaw had few friends in her peers, and found little value in cats that weren't as strong or agile as she was. this included her brother - sure, he was good enough to pass as an average warrior, but wolfpaw expected exceptional.
it wasn't long before wolfpaw earned the name wolfshadow, and her brother the name bearjaw. wolfshadow held her head high as a warrior, feeling as if she'd more than earned the title. she spent much of her time patrolling the clan's borders, looking for a fight. redleaf's nods of approval were all she cared to earn. snowmoss passed when the littermates were young warriors, and wolfshadow noticed a big change in her father. her death seemed to soften him, much to wolfshadow's dismay. after all, what was the point of all her hard work if he was only going to let up now? frustrated, wolfshadow distanced herself from her father, focusing solely on her duties to the clan. over the moons, she's scarred many an outsider and other foes, spending little of her time hunting to feed roseclan. her brother, on the other hand, has an aptitude for hunting, and normally returns home with more than his fair share. the two often share a meal together in silence, as wolfshadow has little to say - when there is talking, it's all bearjaw.
when the disappearances began, wolfshadow focused herself on finding whatever was snatching the clan's warriors away. to her anger, no such foe could be found. even more upsettingly, redleaf became the most recent victim of these vanishings - and, the first body to be found. the tom's body - if it could even be called this anymore - was found at the far edges of the territory, near the star bush. it had been torn and mangled until it was almost unrecognizable. instead of sitting vigil with it, the elders buried it at once, after allowing the leader and medicine cats to examine it for any sort of clues that could be unearthed. no such clues came, and wolfshadow's determination only doubled. now with the new deputy about to be chosen, wolfshadow has a certain chip on her shoulder: if she isn't chosen, she's sure that the leader has bees in their brain and won't be able to handle the crisis at hand.

๐™ฟ ๐™ด ๐š ๐š‚ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐™ธ ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
wolfshadow is a hostile, abrasive character. she's cold and harsh with her tongue, a thread of cruelty running through her veins. almost to the point of being downright unkind, this isn't she she-cat you want to exchange quips with. wolfshadow has short patience and a quick temper, resulting in an aggressive, quick to claw cat.

๐š‚ ๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ป ๐™ป ๐š‚

Charisma: โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Strength: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†
Speed: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Climbing: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Agility: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Defense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…
Offense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ฝ
Mother ๏ฟซ snowmoss
Father ๏ฟซ redleaf
Littermates ๏ฟซ bearjaw
Other ๏ฟซ

๐™ด ๐™ณ ๐š„ ๐™ฒ ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ
Mentor ๏ฟซ duskfur
Apprentice ๏ฟซ acornpaw

๐™ต ๐š ๐™ธ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚

๐š ๐™ด ๐™ป ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
Single ใ€Œ
๐“ƒฆใ€ Taken ใ€Œ ใ€ Too Young ใ€Œ ใ€ Crushing ใ€Œ ใ€ Widow ใ€Œ ใ€
โคทMate/Crush:

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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Mt. Joy | Astrovan wrote:Life ain't ever what it seems,
These dreams are more than paper things;
And it's alright mama you're afraid,
I'll be here along the way.
I don't wanna see those tears again -
You know, Jesus drives an Astrovan.

And when I see those angels on the roof,
I'll know I've made it when my
Smoking Jesus puts my name upon his guestlist;
And says son you're famous in heaven;
Maybe you're famous in heaven;
And maybe there is no heaven;
Maybe we're all alone together now.
But I don't wanna see those tears again,
You know Jesus drives an Astrovan.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ผ ๐™ด
Prefix ๏ฟซ bear
Suffix ๏ฟซ kit paw jaw

๐™ถ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐š
ใ€Œ
โšใ€ โ™‚ | ใ€Œ ใ€ โ™€

๐™ฐ ๐™ถ ๐™ด
51 mns

๐š ๐™ฐ ๐™ฝ ๐™บ
Kit ใ€Œ ใ€ Apprentice ใ€Œ ใ€ Warrior ใ€Œ
โšใ€ Queen ใ€Œ ใ€ Elder ใ€Œ ใ€ Medicine Cat ใ€Œ ใ€ Deputy ใ€Œ ใ€ Leader ใ€Œ ใ€

๐™ป ๐™พ ๐šˆ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
roseclan

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐™พ ๐š ๐šˆ
bearkit was the happiest kit in the nursery. his mother, snowmoss, adored the gentle young tom. redleaf, his father, also seemed to love both of his kits - though it was clear early on he was partial to wolfkit. bearkit didn't mind this, though - he had a friend in every denmate, while he felt wolfkit needed their father; it seemed he was the only cat she could get along with. if that meant redleaf liked her more, oh well, bearkit resigned himself to the fact that they simply needed each other. besides, it was clear snowmoss had a favorite as well, and bearkit was happy to snuggle beside her and chat while his sister shredded moss balls to pieces. he loved playing with the other cats, happy to let somebody else pretend to be the leader when they played warriors. the tom was always more of a follower, preferring to sit back and give advice rather than be in charge. it seemed he needed time to grow into his large paws anyway, since he spent a fair amount of time stumbling over them, or his tail, or any debris on the ground.
when the kits were apprenticed, bearpaw was bubbling with nerves. wolfpaw, on the other hand, was cool and collected, only eagerness shining in her eyes. she was apprenticed to a senior warrior named duskfur - a tom not too much unlike their father. bearpaw was apprenticed to a younger warrior; a she-cat named windflight who hadn't had her name for more than a season. bearpaw loved training with windflight. the she-cat was calm and patient with the clumsy tom, and she was an excellent hunter. bearpaw admired her from the moment she first took him into the mossy forest. while she trained him in all the necessary fighting techniques, it was clear bearpaw's aptitude was for hunting. he soon grew into his big paws, bearing a might frame to match, and was able to move more stealthily than he had before. the tom excelled in returning home with prey, much to windflight's credit. bearpaw was still the same friendly kit he'd been before - he had qualms with no apprentice, and often begged windflight to train him with another mentor and apprentice pair. every evening he would fetch a piece of prey big enough for he and his sister and ask her to join him, though most of the time she declined. bearpaw didn't mind, though - he would just take it to snowmoss and enjoy an evening meal with his mother.
finally, the day came that the assessments would be held. bearpaw and wolfpaw both passed, though each did better on opposite portions; wolfpaw had been able to best her mentor in battle training, while bearpaw brought him much more prey than he'd been instructed to collect. wolfpaw was given the name wolfshadow, while bearpaw earned the title bearjaw, in honor of his hunting skill. while the vigil was supposed to be silent, bearpaw couldn't stop purring the entire night (much to wolfshadow's annoyance).
when the two were young warriors, snowmoss passed. this was devastating for bearjaw. he had only just earned the right to patrol and hunt alongside his mother, and he was relishing in the time they were able to spend together. redleaf, however, was deeply affected by his mate's death - the tom became a softer, more understanding cat, much to the whole clan's surprise. he took more of an interest in his son, and while bearjaw was cautious at first, he soon found his father's company to be rather enjoyable. he did notice, however, wolfshadow pushing their father away. she seemed resentful and angry with him for no longer being the same strict, hostile cat he had been. bearjaw felt a tad guilty; he felt that wolfshadow was still that same kit that needed redleaf to love her or she'd be all alone. the tom tried to make up for this lost bond, still insisting wolfshadow join him for an evening meal everyday. these meals became more frequent, and bearjaw was thankful for this - though his sister rarely said more than a few words to him the whole time. that was okay, though - bearjaw could talk enough for the both of them, and while woflshadow's face usually bore a look of annoyance at the chatter, it wasn't as if she was getting up and leaving.
three sunrises ago, redleaf vanished. a list of cats that was far too long had also disappeared over the last few moons (his mentor, windflight, included) and the clan never expected their deputy's name would be on it. finally, only this morning, the tom became the first of the missing cats to show up: or rather, his body. mangled beyond repair and a very gruesome sight for the clan to behold, the elders hastily buried the tom, informing the leader that they would just have to sit vigil without a body. the leader and medicine cats examiend the body as well, searching for clues, but the injuries were unlike anything the cats had ever seen. the grief is still fresh, especially since redleaf and bearjaw had built quite the bond since snowmoss' death many moons ago.

๐™ฟ ๐™ด ๐š ๐š‚ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐™ธ ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
bearjaw is all of the things wolfshadow is not - he's a kind, generous, happy tom. this tabby has never met a stranger, and he enjoys the company of most cats in this clan - and heck, most cats outside of the clans, if he can talk them down from a fight. bearjaw is truly overflowing with love for the world around him, and only desires to share this trusting, jolly nature with those by his side.

๐š‚ ๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ป ๐™ป ๐š‚

Charisma: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†
Strength: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Speed: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Climbing: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Agility: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Defense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Offense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ฝ
Mother ๏ฟซ snowmoss
Father ๏ฟซ redleaf
Littermates ๏ฟซ wolfshadow
Other ๏ฟซ

๐™ด ๐™ณ ๐š„ ๐™ฒ ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ
Mentor ๏ฟซ windflight
Apprentice ๏ฟซ

๐™ต ๐š ๐™ธ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚

๐š ๐™ด ๐™ป ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
Single ใ€Œ
โšใ€ Taken ใ€Œ ใ€ Too Young ใ€Œ ใ€ Crushing ใ€Œ ใ€ Widow ใ€Œ ใ€
โคทMate/Crush:

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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Matt Maeson | Feel Good wrote:Traveling so far to get there,
All just to be here again;
All just to see what they saw, back then.

I think it's time that you call back home, son,
Fire's still scorchin', you've been scorned,
And you look abused;
Did you get out all of that angry passion?
Is it still formin'? Has it started to torture you?
Traveling so far to get there,
All just to be here again;
All just to see what they saw, back then.


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ผ ๐™ด
Prefix ๏ฟซ warbler
Suffix ๏ฟซ n/a

๐™ถ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐š
ใ€Œ ใ€ โ™‚ | ใ€Œ
โš ๏ธŽใ€ โ™€

๐™ฐ ๐™ถ ๐™ด
22 mns

๐š ๐™ฐ ๐™ฝ ๐™บ
Kittypet ใ€Œ ใ€ Lonerใ€Œ
โš ๏ธŽใ€ Rogueใ€Œ ใ€ Queen

๐™ป ๐™พ ๐šˆ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
no allegiance

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐™พ ๐š ๐šˆ
warbler was born into a blood-thirsty group of rogues. she was the second litter of gust, the leader of the group, and cherryblossom. while the two had an earlier litter, warbler was told stories of her two brothers betraying the group, and heading off to ally with the wild cats of the forest. according to those around the young tabby, her father had been a different cat before his sons turned tail. once a charismatic, friendly character, gust had become a cruel, blood-thirsty patriarch. perhaps it was because he felt he "saved" cherryblossom from the clan she'd once called home that he felt such strong resentment for his oldest kits, or maybe the depth of his hatred just hadn't emerged before; no cat could say for sure. regardless, gust was determined to not let his only remaining child flee his group. the rogues were feared among the kittypets and loners of the twolegplace; gust ensured his cats would slash the pelts of any cat that crossed them, no matter how docile they seemed. the whole air of the abandoned twoleg nest they called home reeked with the stench of blood and carrion, as gust demanded a full pile of food everyday, whether it was going to waste or not. the weaker of the group were thin enough that you could see their ribs, while the strongest, toughest cats had plump bellies and sleek pelts. warbler was taught to be as blood-hungry as her father, in spite of herself - she had no desire to rip the pelt off of random kittypets that crossed her path, or to kill any prey she saw just for the sake of killing.
warbler had been hunting with a tom named smoke when they crossed one such kittypet. smoke had pinned the tiny little she-cat to the ground, but warbler convinced him to let her go free. the two were never the wiser to arc, gust's right-paw cat, viewing them from the top of a nearby fence. he reported this transgression to smoke - and in front of everybody, murdered the tom in cold blood. this was the first time warbler understood the gravity of the cat her father had become.
the following evening, warbler walked the streets of the dusky twolegplace, soaking in the glow of the golden hour, when she was almost bowled over by cherryblossom. her mother frantically warned her that she was too much kindness in warbler; too much compassion for him to ignore. she begged warbler to flee the group, to find a way out of the bloodshed and madness - and warbler refused. this was the only life she'd ever known. nonetheless, the killings became worse, and the cruelty of the group only expanded as gust obtained more loyal members, and cast out the weak.
finally, warbler realized that being gust's daughter changed nothing. her dearest friend, tulip, had taken a terrible illness. gust refused to care for any sick or injured cat. warbler begged him to help her, to find any cat that could heal - and gust only sneered in her face and refused. he called his daughter weak, pathetic like her mother, and slashed her across the muzzle.
things didn't change when it was cherryblossom who lost her life to the illness that was spreading fast through the weak, underfed cats. gust didn't bat an eye - confirming whatever love he had felt for her mother had been overshadowed for his hunger to rule the twolegplace. warbler fled that night. she didn't stop running until she reached the forest. slipping into the moss, she began to make her way through life on her own.
now, warbler has adapted to life in the forest. she trusts no cat - for the only ones she's encountered are itching for a fight, and it's been proven that some cats just enjoy the thrill of the kill with no regard for life. she moved cautiously, always watching over her shoulder, and spends most of her nights thrashing from night terrors. she's become a passable hunter, though her father ensured her skills lie in battle. for the most part, warbler sticks to the treetops, preferring the high ground. she tries to avoid roseclan territory, for fear that the large group is as horrid as gust has told her, though they've likely caught her scent a time or two when she's unknowingly crossed the line after prey. she's aware that she has two brothers in roseclan, though she has no plans to approach the clan to attempt meeting them.

๐™ฟ ๐™ด ๐š ๐š‚ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐™ฐ ๐™ป ๐™ธ ๐šƒ ๐šˆ
warbler is a careful cat. always looking over her shoulder and glancing around, this she-cat won't make a move if she feels eyes on her pelt. she's cautious of every cat she comes across, assuming they have poor intentions. warbler keeps her secrets close to her chest, refusing to get close to anyone now that arc is dead, for fear she'll lose her life.

๐š‚ ๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ป ๐™ป ๐š‚

Charisma: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Strength: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Speed: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…
Climbing: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…
Agility: โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†
Defense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Offense : โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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๐™บ ๐™ธ ๐™ฝ
Mother ๏ฟซ cherryblossom
Father ๏ฟซ gust
Older Siblings ๏ฟซ crowwhisper, smolderleaf
Niece ๏ฟซ daisypaw

๐™ด ๐™ณ ๐š„ ๐™ฒ ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ
none

๐™ต ๐š ๐™ธ ๐™ด ๐™ฝ ๐™ณ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
arc - warbler was raised alongside arc, and her friend's death was warbler's main reason for abandoning her family.

๐š ๐™ด ๐™ป ๐™ฐ ๐šƒ ๐™ธ ๐™พ ๐™ฝ ๐š‚ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™ฟ ๐š‚
Single ใ€Œ
โš ๏ธŽใ€ Taken ใ€Œ ใ€ Too Young ใ€Œ ใ€ Crushing ใ€Œ ใ€ Widow ใ€Œ ใ€
โคทMate/Crush:

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ•ฎ-หห‹ โ™ก หŠหŽ- โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ•ฏ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


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โŒ [b][size=150]๐“…จ[/size][/b]โŒกโ†’ [b]Crowwhisper[/b] [size=85]โ†’ 37 mns | โ™‚ | Apprentice: fernpaw | [strike]Crush[/strike]: | Tags:[/size]

[size=85][left][b]"๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šž๐š–๐šœ?[/b][/left][/size]
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[size=85][right][b]๐™ณ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–, ๐š’๐š'๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ."[/b][/right][/size]

โŒ [color=#FF4000][size=120]๐Ÿ•ฏ[/size][/color]โŒกโ†’ [color=#FF4000]Smolderleaf[/color] [size=85]โ†’ 37 mns | โ™‚ | Apprentice: | Mate: [strike]daisyheart[/strike] | Tags:[/size]

[size=85][left][color=#FF4000]"๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŠ,[/color][/left][/size]
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[size=85][right][color=#FF4000]๐™ธ'๐š ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š–๐šข ๐š•๐šž๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ."[/color][/right][/size]

โŒ [size=150][color=#804000]๐“ƒฆ[/color][/size]โŒกโ†’ [color=#804000]Wolfshadow[/color] [size=85]โ†’ 51 mns | โ™€ | Apprentice: acornpaw | [strike]Crush[/strike]: | Tags:[/size]

[size=85][left]"๐™ต๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šŽ๐š'๐šœ ๐š˜๐š—๐š•๐šข ๐š•๐š˜๐šข๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐šข ๐š’๐š— ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ [/left][/size]
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[size=85][right]๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐š’๐š• ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š–๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š."[/right][/size]

โŒ [color=#004080][size=120]โš[/size][/color]โŒกโ†’ [color=#004080]Bearjaw[/color] [size=85]โ†’ 51 mns | โ™‚ | Apprentice: | [strike]Crush[/strike]: | Tags:[/size]

[size=85][left][color=#004080]"๐™ธ ๐š๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐šŠ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š— -[/color][/left][/size]
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[size=85][right][color=#004080]๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š , ๐™น๐šŽ๐šœ๐šž๐šœ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š— ๐™ฐ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š—."[/color][/right][/size]

โŒ [size=120][color=#FF80BF]โ€[/color][/size]โŒกโ†’ [color=#FF80BF]Daisypaw[/color] [size=85]โ†’ 8 mns | โ™€ | Mentor: brightwing | [strike]Crush[/strike]: | Tags:[/size]

[size=85][left][color=#FF80BF]"'๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š˜๐š—โ€™๐š ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐™ธ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šž๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”, ๐™ธ ๐š๐š˜๐š—โ€™๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž;[/color][/left][/size]
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[size=85][right][color=#FF80BF]๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š˜๐š—โ€™๐š ๐šœ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šโ€™๐šœ ๐š ๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—, ๐™ธ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š."[/color][/right][/size]

โŒ [color=#804080][size=110]โš ๏ธŽ[/size][/color]โŒกโ†’ [color=#804080]Warbler[/color] [size=85]โ†’ 22 mns | โ™€ | [strike]Mentor/Apprentice[/strike]: | [strike]Crush[/strike]: | Tags:[/size]

[size=85][left][color=#804080]"๐™ณ๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š›๐šข ๐š™๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š—?[/color][/left][/size]
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[size=85][right][color=#804080]๐™ธ๐šœ ๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š–๐š’๐š—'? ๐™ท๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž?"[/color][/right][/size]
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Postby C a s » Fri Aug 23, 2024 12:25 am

roseclan is now open and accepting!!

โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ•ฎ
๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐“ป๐“ช๐“ท๐“ด๐“ผ:

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deputy: TBA
med. cat [1/2]
med. cat app. [1/2]
โ•ฐโ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ

please do not apply for deputy! the position will be filled at the beginning of the rp! thank you~
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Postby C a s » Fri Aug 23, 2024 6:51 am

C a s wrote:
roseclan is now open and accepting!!

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๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐“ป๐“ช๐“ท๐“ด๐“ผ:

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โ•ฐโ”€{ โš˜ }โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ

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Name: Creamflower
Gender: She-cat
Age: 28 moons
Rank: Queen (If not Warrior)
Personality: Kind, gentle, strong, brave, smart, strategic, can be too serious, can be tough
History: Clan born
Crush: Open
Mate: Open
Kits: Dead
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Postby C a s » Fri Aug 23, 2024 7:10 am

ahhhh animals!! it's so good to see you once more!! <3
creamflower is obviously accepted! do you want me to list Sebastian as her mate? iirc that's typically the name you use, right? c: so good to have you on board!
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Postby Animals65 » Fri Aug 23, 2024 7:14 am

Hey Cas! It's so great to see you again! I can't wait to rp with you again! Your rps are VERY interesting whenever I read them! <3

Of course you can list Sebastian as her mate! Fun fact: Sebastian was the name of the boy I had a crush on in high school before he ended up dating my best friend junior year. Since it wasn't meant to be for me, I decided to have my own little fantasy through Creamflower where she and Sebastian end up being together.
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Postby C a s » Fri Aug 23, 2024 7:29 am

thank you so much!! i always enjoy having you on board - i've honestly been waiting for creamflower to show up here! :lol:

if it's all right with you, i feel like creamflower and smolderleaf would be good friends! they could both bond over the cat that they loved. and depending on when she lost her kits - she could have have nursed daisypaw, if you're okay with that! that would put creamflower at ~20 moons when she lost her own babies and nursed daisypaw. of course it's fine if you'd rather not, i feel like she and smolder still would have been friends since he was in the nursery a lot to see his daughter!!

and oh my goodness - after all of these years, i'm glad to finally know the story behind the name!! i feel like i've unlocked a secret piece of lore, thank you for telling me her origin story! i hope roleplaying her helped you come to peace with the situation. <3
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Postby Animals65 » Fri Aug 23, 2024 6:42 pm

Aw that means a lot hearing those compliments from you! Thank you so much! <3

I think it would be awesome if Creamflower and Smolderleaf became friends! Like you said, they both lost their mates so they have something in common with each other! I know for sure Creamflower and Sebastian became mates by the time she became a warrior. A couple of moons later was when she became pregnant and after moons of pregnancy, she gave birth to her kits during leaf-bare. Then she lost her kits after they contracted greencough. So I'd say that her nursing Daisypaw makes sense to me! I am perfectly okay with her doing that! I'm sure that nursing the kit also helped with her coping with the loss.

Oh yeah I am absolutely okay about that! I graduated from high school almost 10 years ago so that was a LONG time ago! LOL! I'll pm you the entire backstory of Creamflower that I made up if you want! I don't remember if I've ever sent it to you in the past! I am very proud of how it turned out when I had a sudden burst of motivation to write about it! <3
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