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[wakita]

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[necrobinical]

NAME
Mistback
Mistkit, Mistpaw

AGE: 43 Moons
GENDER: Cis Female
SEXUALITY: Lesbian
APPEARANCE: Mistback is a primarily gray she-cat with blue eyes. She has a pronounced white chest ruff, and a scar across her nose. Both her back paws are a shade or two lighter than the gray of her body. She has almost imperceptible swirling stripes, but the color is so close to her coat color it's hard to see them.

RANK: Warrior
PERSONALITY: Mistback is a cat's cat. She's easy-going and kind, but pitches in with everything she's got every day, with that easy grin. It's really hard to get her mad, or even slightly sad. She bounces back from tragedy like a champ. She's also often a shoulder to cry on, or a cat to ask advice of. She isn't the smartest cat in the mist, but she's certainly wise beyond her moons. The only way to ruffle her fur is to talk about her old mate, Thundercloud, who disappeared days after their single kit was born. Otherwise, she's an easy cat to befriend and get close to, and she'll absolutely let anyone into her heart. The second you ingratiate yourself to Mistback, she'll defend you for life.
HISTORY: Mistback's life was... normal. Extremely normal. She was an only kit to her parents last litter before they both retired, so there were few expectations put on her. But she still strove to do her best, because the only things that matter to her are other people and their opinions of her. It wasn't until she was a young warrior, when Thundercloud charmed his way into her heart that things got stranger. Thundercloud was barely older, maybe two moons at most, but to the inexperienced Mistback, he was just as brave and smart as the senior warriors, and he liked her so surely she was supposed to like him back. He was quick to make her his mate, and even quicker for them to have their first litter. He was excited and ready to be a father, while Mistback was more... hesitant. But she still wanted to have kits, so she went along with it. They had a single kit, and soon after, Thundercloud disappeared. Mistback mourned for Dapplepaw's entire kithood, and has only nowadays been more of her old self. It's only recently she came out as a lesbian, some assuming it was from grief of losing the only man she loved.

FAMILY: Elder father Rumblespout and daughter Dapplepaw. Deceased mate Thundercloud.
MATE/CRUSH: Open!
MISC:
- tries so so hard to be a good mom but she's like an Adam Sandler father character in a family home movie in regards to parenting style and Dapplepaw cannot stand it. but she is Trying.
- pretty squat, but she makes up for it with strength and determination
- a real dad of a mom. cracks dad jokes and comes up with bad puns while on patrol to annoy the apprentices with.

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NAME
Dapplepaw

AGE: 10 Moons
GENDER: Cis Female
SEXUALITY: Demiromantic Asexual
APPEARANCE: Dapplepaw is a gray-and-orange molly, with forest green eyes and paler spots and splotches all across her body.

RANK: Apprentice
PERSONALITY: Dapplepaw is frank, and frankly, no nonsense. While other cats you can expect gentle words from in times of tragedy, Dapplepaw would just tell you to get over it already. She certainly has. Dapplepaw doesn't like to play around, even when the occasion might call for a little levity. Humor and lightness aren't her forte. You talk to Dapplepaw because you want actual criticism, brutal as it may be. She isn't cold or distant on purpose really, if you ask her to be nice she'll certainly give it a shot, but she simply hates to sugarcoat anything. The world is cruel, and Dapplepaw is only an extension of that.
HISTORY: Dapplepaw never knew her father, and while most cats might've mourned that, Dapplepaw never cared. He must have been incompetent to have died. She doesn't even have a real, strong love for her mother, either, as much as Mistback tries. Dapplepaw was reciting the warrior code and trying to master battle moves before she even left the nursery, and because of it, she's doing pretty well with her apprenticeship.

FAMILY: Mother Mistback, deceased father Thundercloud.
MATE/CRUSH: None, but she's open for cats to have crushes on her. She might not reciprocate but she is very, very competent.
MISC:
- don't talk her, she's in her Sasuke era

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RISK!

RISK!

RISK!

RISING

PAW
SUN

I can't take another day
I need some change

I need more to put behind my name
It’s all the same

How can you say
Just what I'm meant to be?

•
• Jack (nonbinary cat), They/it •
• Demipanromantic •
• Medicine Cat Apprentice •
• 17 Moons Old •
• Large, long-furred orange-and-ginger tabby jack with distinctive yellow eyes that have teal rings around the irises. •
• RISK! RISK! RISK! - Jhariah, First Light - Hozier, Son of Nyx - Hozier, Sunlight - Hozier, •
•

There's demons
I'm ready for 'em

I know you're feening for uncertainty
But I'm not scared

At break-neck speed
Therе's things you just can’t see

Sunflight had her five children alone. No father to speak of, but luckily her brother Thundercloud was around for a few moons to help take care of her kits. Too bad Thundercloud abandoned Sunflight when he got his own mate and kit, not that Sunflight minded all that much. Of her five healthy kits, she doted on little Risingkit the most, much to their chagrin. Born not a tom and not really a molly, Sunflight decided that her miracle child was destined for something greater than just being a warrior. Risingkit didn't really agree, but they listened to their mother and began following the medicine cats around at five moons old. They learned quick, but were generally more interested in whatever the warriors were doing. Fighting seemed much more fun to Risingkit than all this herb stuff, but Sunflight simply wouldn't give up on the dreams she'd instilled in her middlemost kit. Risingkit was eventually made Risingpaw under Fogfern, around the time Thundercloud passed away. Sunflight, in her grief, became reckless on patrols and didn't last long. Risingpaw mourned them both, but not for long at all. They had a job to do, and they intended to do it until someone stopped them, or let them have a chance to be something better. They didn't take Fogfern's death well, however, and have silently begun hating Starclan for allowing their mentor to pass on the way to their sacred place. They're refusing to go anywhere near the Moonbow, and have become more silently dedicated to preserving the lives in their clan. Even though, inside, they're truly furious, ready to abandon their territory and Starclan if anything else devastating happens. They don't want to have to watch their clan crumble while Starclan remains silent.

With such precautious eyes

You’rе petrified of being proven right

Oh that just won't do

I don’t think I need to tell you

You'll see me when I do

Risingpaw has a bit of an ego problem. They're pretty sure they're right in most situations, especially when they actually ARE right, which is annoyingly common. They are good at their job, don't get me wrong, but that doesn't excuse the way they'll often just do something for someone instead of even giving them the chance to learn. They aren't mean, they're almost exclusively encouraging and polite, but their lack of true understanding of and for most cats is notable even under the charismatic guise. They're smart and pragmatic, efficient and ebullient at anyone's victories. Well, that's what they project anyway. Internally, Risingpaw is absolutely terrified at the idea of messing up. They boast such a big game, but every challenge they recklessly undertake is just another thing they're so sure they're about to completely fail. They haven't been sure about anything for their entire life. They aren't sure they WOULD make a good warrior or medicine cat, they aren't sure if they even belong here, and they absolutely aren't sure if they're a good person. They try so, so hard, but this young adult is truly so scared. They just want to do a good job and for everyone to be okay, but their mouth gets ahead of their logistical brain and they keep saying they'll do things they're sure are stupid just because someone goaded them into saying it. This, coupled with the fat that they distrust easily, means that they cannot stand their family or Starclan, who they believe goaded and pressured them into their position. They're just a bundle of fake bravado and a bad habit of overexertion.

Satisfied in grandiose dreams

Panopticon of possibilities

Each paranoid of me WATCHING

• RELATIONSHIPS •

Siblings Snakebite, Bunnyhop, Foxheart, and Treebranch. Deceased mother Sunlight and uncle Thundercloud. Cousin Dapplepaw and aunt-in-law Mistback.

Other relationships open!!! Please dm me :D!

[necrobinical]

>> My cats relationship page, current wip

[TheClockmaker]

Name: Gorgefang
Age: 48 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior, former Rogue
Appearance:
A long-haired brown and white tabby with olive-green eyes and a scar on his chest.
Description:
Large, muscular build. Great at fighting. Bad at swimming.
Personality:
Repentant, kind, adventurous, flighty, skeptical, lazy, soft-hearted.
Voice Claim:
Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes

History:
Gorgefang was born in a twolegplace to Rebecca, a loner. He was named after his grandfather George. For the first 2 years of his life, he hunted in the streets to keep himself alive. George later ventured into the forest, as he was sick of fighting with other twolegplace cats for crowfood. However, rogues captured the young loner and forced him to join them. George was too soft to actually contribute to their violent schemes. For about 7 moons, he ran from rogue group to rogue group, just barely fighting off the cats he left behind. When he was about 31 moons old, a rogue associate Jet was involved in a skirmish that killed a FallsClan warrior. George tried to stop Jet, but he was too late. George let himself get captured by FallsClan. He wanted a stable place to finally settle down in. Besides, all the rogues around the territory wanted the traitor dead. Casting aside his old name, the new Gorgefang proved himself as a warrior. He became like a second father to little Gullpaw, despite Gullsplash's mother and sister pushing him to stay away.

Image Credits

Relationships:

• Adoptive Nephew: Gullsplash.
• Parents: Rebecca.
• Grandfather: George.

Name: Gullsplash
Age: 25 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:
Short-haired white tom with gray patches and sky blue eyes.
Description:
Medium build, athletic and flexible. Great at swimming and climbing. Bad at fighting.
Personality:
Humorous, Laid-back, dislikes rules, adventurous, inconsiderate, unreliable, brash.

History:
Gullsplash was born to Possomwhisker and Mothdapple after a difficult kitting. He has one older sister, Swallowsight, who became his mentor. Swallowsight was a strict and overbearing mentor. She never let him have any fun, so he had to figure out ways to sneak away from her. Her brothers had died before he was born, so Swallowsight was always overprotective of him. However, this led to him doing even more mousebrained things because he thought they were funny. His parents spoiled him rotten as he was an only child. However, his father died in a skirmish with a rogue who was stealing prey. His parents had been hunting together when they found the rogues, a pair named Jet and George. Only his mother returned, traumatized by her mate's death. George defected from the rogues after that incident, joining the clan as Gorgefang. His mother and sister forbade him from associating with the former rogue, but the repentant Gorgefang became like an uncle to Gullpaw. Gullsplash swore vengeance on the rogue who killed his dad. He hates how the rogue groups trap the clan in their small territory. The young warrior yearns to explore.

Image Credits

Relationships:

• Parents: Possomwhisker, Mothdapple.
• Siblings: Swallowsight, Grebecrest, Warblerpaw.

Name: Snakepaw
Age: 7 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance:
A dark gray molly with a winding black stripe on her back and amber eyes.
Description:
Small, slender, can fit into tight spaces. Great at sneaking and slipping away. Struggles with fighting and climbing.
Personality:
Observant, rule-follower, timid, serious, afraid of anyone dying, wants to make everyone safe.

History:
Snakepaw was born to Berrysky and Mudbranch during Leafbare. When she was 4 moons old, an older apprentice convinced her to sneak out of camp. However, a thunderstorm occurred, and she got lost in the forest. Then a weasel chased her and she was only just able to get away. This is why she is so scared of everything. Snakepaw was present at the training ring when the deputy died. As the first apprentice to notice the stone cracking, she ran away as fast as she could with her tail puffed up like a raccoon's. Now the apprentice is even more terrified of the territory.

Image Credits

Relationships:

• Parents: Berrysky, Mudbranch.

[selasphorys]

@necrobinical
Mistback, Dapplepaw, and Risingpaw are accepted! It's great to see them all again. I love the new images!

@TheClockmaker
Gorgefang, Gullsplash, and Snakepaw are accepted!

@wakita
Super excited for your cats!! PM me if you want to talk about Briarseed's relationship with her sister. Briar is very withdrawn from her family, especially after her mother and brother's death. How does her sister feel about that?

this is my 1000th post hehe

[rybka]

GREYDREAM . MOLLY . 85 MOONS . FALLSCLAN WARRIOR. FOREVER NOSTALGIC

❀ ...She's sad. That's the main thing. That's just about the only thing her clanmates have to say about her, nowadays. A shell of a cat who seems to have more in common with the damaged juniper branch in the warriors' den than with any of the actual warriors in there. A clanmate to always to treat with merciful caution; someone who seems impossible to fix, but easy to shatter. In the end, most settle for the safest course of action: leaving her be. It wouldn't be surprising if days passed and the Clan all but forgot she was there.

But that's not the way things used to be. Nor is it the way they have to stay.

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i.

To Greypaw, life was anything but grey. Decent parents, a fun group of rapscallion friends, the mentor she wanted, the chance to train alongside her charming crush Possumpaw from time to time. She's generally been a good kid, eager to do right by StarClan and the Code. Of course, she's enjoyed her share of mischief as well, and she has anecdotes galore.

She had a large friend group, and she was the most sentimental of them all. She's a lover, through and through. The things she loves, she loves hard. She'd pined for Possumpaw for her whole apprenticeship and well into warriorhood, long before he knew about her feelings, way long before they became mates. She was quite dramatic when it came to him, picking flowers and doing a cat version of that whole he loves me he loves me not thing on more than one occasion, trying to woo him with a sorry attempt at romantic poetry on another. Oh well, in the end, he found her big heart and whimsy endearing, and that's what mattered. Even if he teased her for being sad for a whole day after some kit's first catch was the beetle that she'd found by her nest and given a name. Hey, she still thought about Bravebug sometimes, even as a grown cat. She's never been good with moving on. When things went wrong and dark times came for the Clan, she tended to take them especially hard. But she always had her friends and Possumwhisker to lean on, so it was okay. Until it wasn't.

ii.

When Warblerpaw was taken, her world tilted on its axis. He hadn't gotten his full name. There were so many things he'd never do.
Although they were both grieving terribly, Possumwhisker had convinced her that they needed to stay strong and look out for their remaining children, who were in pain and needed them right now. So she pushed herself up on shaky paws, found warbler feathers to twine into her nest, and told her children it was going to be alright, that they would always have her.

When Grebecrest... When he, after his warrior ceremony... It hurt. It wasn't fair. Her ambitious, darling boy...
But she would soon have another child to raise, and, with a new feather in her nest, and her mate sharing the struggle so bravely, setting such a good example, she faced the mornings somehow, one after another.

It was a tough season. Gullkit was healthy, thank StarClan oh thank StarClan, but the kitting hadn't been an easy one, and Greydream had to be monitored in the medicine den for some time. The days were still thick with grief, no matter how much she tried to fight the darkness, and between that and her physical weakness, she started on the slippery slope of feeling isolated from the Clan. When she heard about a patrol ending in tragedy for two of her childhood friends -- she doesn't remember the specifics of what happened, she was so out of it already, and could only focus on them being gone -- she realised she hadn't spoken to them in days. She hadn't gotten to say goodbye. She can remember worrying vaguely, irrationally, that she had been too careless and used up all her life's worth of joy and love while she was still young, and now she didn't have anything left. During a sleepless, tear filled night, she had confided this in possumwhisker.
"What in StarClan's name are you on about right now?! That's not how it works! Silly darling, of course you haven't used it up. You're hurting this much because of how much love is still in you. It's not gone, okay? I will always love you, and you me, and we will always end up okay. ...Even if things are really ****ed at the moment."
He'd somehow made her laugh, then cry, then laugh again. For a moment, she really believed his words.

And then he, too, was gone.

iii.

She's sad. She wakes up and does the patrols she's placed on. She rarely comes back with any impressive catches, and doesn't like hunting waterbirds. Her stash of trinkets in her nest is ever growing, honouring her fallen clanmates in her own way. She's sad. She wonders what she's done wrong, why StarClan is trying her like this, what their goal is? She stares into puddles, silently demanding that the tiny ripples will offer a key to a revelation about her suffering. They don't. She's sad. She loves her children, she does she does she does. She's so proud of them, of Swallowsight's competence and of Gullsplash's spirit, of how they managed despite it all. But she can't look them in the eye. What does she, broken and lost as she is, have to offer such wonderful cats? Maybe one day it'll finally all make sense to her, and she'll figure out how to put herself back together, and, if they'll still have her, they can be a family again. For now, she's sad.

iv.

Milktuft is dead. StarClan didn't give her the time to put herself back together after breaking her apart. What if they don't give it to Greydream, either? She's something other than sad, now... She's scared.

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desc. a short, tired-looking grey molly with pale blue eyes.
orientation. heterosexual; not looking for love.
mate. possumwhisker (npc)
kits. swallowsight, warblerpaw, grebecrest, gullsplash

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dark paradise - lana del rey
francis forever - mitski
missed the boat - modest mouse
Судно (Борис Рыжий) - molchat doma
gilded lily - cults

[Nunavik]

@ColonelHamster Awesome!! Let's do it <3 I responded to your PM about the siblings

@selasphorys I finished everyone's forms now. Lynxspring's story is definitely tragic and I live for it unfortunately. He's the first character I've truly enjoyed playing tirelessly. High Water definitely is a top favorite of mine!

@rybka Helloo! Welome c:

[necrobinical]

So excited for this!! I can't wait for my Problems McGee to make problems while Mistback actively falls apart. And Dapplepaw realizes she isn't immortal. Eeeeee !!

[rybka]

Just put up Greydream's form! I might revise it a bit when I'm rested in case I've forgotten something or the storytelling is confusing, but for now I'm just pretty excited to be here, write with y'all, and see what she'll become!

[selasphorys]

@rybka
I love love love Greydream!! She is absolutely accepted. I can see so much of her heart from those little anecdotes. I can't believe I'm crying over a beetle... Poor Bravebug. I'm so excited to see how her relationship with Swallowsight and Gullsplash grows over the roleplay.

@Nunavik
I really enjoyed reading through Starlingflight and Spottedfeather's forms. Spottedfeather will be doing a lot of apprentice duties with Hopperpaw as he recovers from his little escapade into rogue territory. I hope they can finally bond and spend time together as mentor/apprentice!

@necrobinical
I'm so happy to see your cats in action again! After the mudslide, Dapplepaw will have to struggle with not being as infallible as she thought she was. Rumblespout will just be glad that his kit and grandkit are okay. He might have some reflecting to do on the safety of his family in this crumbling territory.