heatherclan ╳ discussion / forms thread

[skywalker,]

What is this insanity.
Lol Robinwing.
Your getting mixed
you with your cat names squiddy xD

[squids cx]

*face palm*
cx I meant rabbitfoot...

ah, when you get two
role plays mixed up and
everybody is like "what is
you talking about?!"

hehe oh I update the front
page now c:

[skywalker,]

Okay c:
Are you
gonna
make
the first
post? or
do you
want me
to?

[squids cx]

well we don't have very
many cats.

oh what the heck, we are all here bored
so I will make first post cx

you seem unfazed by my weirdness...
good job lol

[skywalker,]

Ahhh trust me sister,
I have met many
people with the same
level of weirdness, maybe
even above //evil smirk,
leaning back in a chair
with hands behind head//

[squids cx]

lol

okay first post is up.
you may tag any of my
cats! bluefeather and
rabbitfoot are sleeping,
though spiderclaw shall
be eating a thrush at the
edge of camp.

someone can wake bluefeather
up just to annoy her >:3

[ yup - I also seem unfazed by
vixy's weirdness cx ]

[ᴊᴜʟɪᴇᴛᴛᴇ.]

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✦ 23 moons young, or 1.9 years
✦ A stunning she-cat, or female
✦ She is a proud warrior for her clan
✦ Previously Silverkit and Silverpaw
✦ She has no crush or mate right now
✦ She adopted Tumblekit
✦ She is secretly siblings with
Sparkstep, same father different
mother

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✦ As a kit, I was born into a loving family. My mother and father were Grace and Drake. They loved me so much. We were a big farm
family. Me, and four brothers. My dad taught me how to hunt and fight. My mother taut me to care for everyone. One day, the twolegs
that owned us invited several others to come. The other twolegs took all of my brothers and left me with my mother and father. A few
months later, a fox attacked the farm. He took my father. The twolegs looked at me when no one would take me. They called me Silver.
Gave me a silver collar with a plant on it. I heard whispers from the forest. Does it mean something? I would think... all the time. Once I
looked at the twolegs then my mother, sadness filled my heart. I heard the whispers saying "Come to us. Come with us. Join us." I looked
at mother and she nodded. "Go" she mewed. I licked her head then left. I got lost many times in the forest. I ran into the old leader of
*Insert Clan* and he accepted me. I asked to visit my mother and he supported me. I was walking for two days then heard Tumblekits cry. I
saved him from the twoleg monster. And life was hard after. I got so lost and couldn't find my way to my mother. I came home and since
sparkstep has hated me.
✦ Silverdawn is a kind hearted she-cat that will do anything to protect the ones she loves. She lives by a motto. Its called Hakuna Matata.
It means no worries, and thats what she has. No worries. She's a care free spirit other than her kit. She is fistey when you make her angry
and trust me, when she bites it hurts. She will jump into war to save her friends, and she would do just about anything for the one she loves.

| 'Cause I'm just an angel thats fallen from grace |
| and in a week moment I doubted my faith |
| I danced with the devil and I'm so ashamed |
| He never mentioned that I'd have to pay |

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✦ 23 moons young, or 1.9 years
✦ A stunning she-cat, or female
✦ She is a proud warrior for her clan
✦ Previously Silverkit and Silverpaw
✦ She has no crush or mate right now
✦ She adopted Tumblekit
✦ She is secretly siblings with
Sparkstep, same father different
mother

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✦ As a kit, I was born into a loving family. My mother and father were Grace and Drake. They loved me so much. We were a big farm
family. Me, and four brothers. My dad taught me how to hunt and fight. My mother taut me to care for everyone. One day, the twolegs
that owned us invited several others to come. The other twolegs took all of my brothers and left me with my mother and father. A few
months later, a fox attacked the farm. He took my father. The twolegs looked at me when no one would take me. They called me Silver.
Gave me a silver collar with a plant on it. I heard whispers from the forest. Does it mean something? I would think... all the time. Once I
looked at the twolegs then my mother, sadness filled my heart. I heard the whispers saying "Come to us. Come with us. Join us." I looked
at mother and she nodded. "Go" she mewed. I licked her head then left. I got lost many times in the forest. I ran into the old leader of
*Insert Clan* and he accepted me. I asked to visit my mother and he supported me. I was walking for two days then heard Tumblekits cry. I
saved him from the twoleg monster. And life was hard after. I got so lost and couldn't find my way to my mother. I came home and since
sparkstep has hated me.
✦ Silverdawn is a kind hearted she-cat that will do anything to protect the ones she loves. She lives by a motto. Its called Hakuna Matata.
It means no worries, and thats what she has. No worries. She's a care free spirit other than her kit. She is fistey when you make her angry
and trust me, when she bites it hurts. She will jump into war to save her friends, and she would do just about anything for the one she loves.

| 'Cause I'm just an angel thats fallen from grace |
| and in a week moment I doubted my faith |
| I danced with the devil and I'm so ashamed |
| He never mentioned that I'd have to pay |

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✦ 5 moons young, or 0.5 years
✦ A handsome tom, or male
✦ He is a young kit
✦ To-be Tumblepaw and Tumblesky
✦ He has no crush or mate right now
✦ He has no kits
✦ He was adopted by Silverdawn
when his mother kicked him out

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✦ When I was born, I was born in a twoleg garden, my mother would come out everyday to feed us. She buried us with hay
all the time. There were cows there, and horses too. My twolegs hit my mother with a broom. Her name was Asabella. She was yelled at
with words I couldn't understand. The twolegs watched her go out one day and not go back into the house. She came to us... The twoleg
came over and yelled at her. We could walk and I was hidden. I had 2 brothers and 1 sister. The twoleg picked them up and brought them
inside with my mom. He took them away in a box. Mommy told me that she was with them and he put them in a lake. I had walked up to
the house and was at the screen. The twoleg saw me and pushed me from the yard. I was almost on a road. I had walked on it and sat in
the middle to cry. A car came driving and Silverdawn was walking up the street following a rabbit. She saw me and darted for me a tail
length away from the car and saved me. My mom was meowing at the screen which drew the twoleg to me.
✦ | Shy | Sympathetic | Apologetic | Kind | Good natured | Light hearted | Jumpy | Doesn't trust easily | Wishes for love |
| Wants to belong | Wants to trust freely | Wants to never be hurt again | Afraid of cats, monsters, twolegs, and water |

| Prove I'm alright song, my powers turned on
| Starting right now I'll be strong, I'll play my fight song |
| And I don't really care if nobody else believes |
| 'cause I've still got a lot of fight left, in me |

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[squids cx]

please re-read the rules T-T

[/pepper]

photo credit; tumblr
code; star

Name; The lean, long-bodied tom is called Ravenpaw, to be called Ravenflight when he receives his warrior name. He is named for his sleek, black fur and his agility, along with his skill when jumping.
Gender; He is a tom.
Age; The dark-furred cat has only just recently reached his fifteenth moon.
Rank; He is currently an apprentice.
Kin/Relationships; Ravenpaw hasn't yet got a mate, and he is at the moment considered too young to have one. Although there are some fine she-cats in HeatherClan, the tom-cat hasn't yet got a crush on anyone, yet this will probably develop when he is a warrior. Ravenpaw definitely wants a mate and kits when he is older, but at the moment will satisfy with playing with the kits in the nursery. He doesn't have any siblings, as they all died during kit-hood, and his mother died at his birth. The only close member of his family still living in HeatherClan is his father, though he has now moved to the elder's den when he gained an injury which would never heal properly. Ravenpaw tries to not let this get him down, though - he has much more to be worrying about now than just the scarcity of his family members, like the welfare of his clan and whether he will pass his upcoming assessments or not!

Appearance; Although he hasn't yet finished growing, Ravenpaw is large for his age, rivalling that of the sizes of an average sized adult clan cat. His fur is as dark and as sleek as a raven's feather, yet in very strong sunlight one may be able to make out darker stripes and speckles upon his pelt, the colour of him overall being a dark chocolate brown. This trait could lead his origins to be of the bombay cat, however the shape of his face tells otherwise; it is long and brought to a point and he has prominent cheekbones, quite similar to the oriental breeds.

His build is lean and muscular with a long body, limbs and tail. His powerful shoulders are quite out of proportion compared to his head, which is small and neat. Ravenpaw also has to grow into his legs, which, at this stage of his life, make him look gangly. Despite this, he has the perfect build to pursue prey across the prairies, and his strong back legs ensure he can also spring on prey from the shadowy cover of the oak forest, if needs be. He doesn't excel as well in fighting skills, as he can be quite clumsy as to where he puts his large paws, and struggles under the heat and pressures of battle. As his confidence grows, though, his fighting skills will too, even if he will never be an above average attacker.

The sleek black tom has gained a few battle scars even this early into life. This includes a small battle scar located at the base of his tail and a tiny nick in one ear, also caused by fighting. The scar on the right side of his muzzle was accidental; Ravenpaw's battle partner and him were training, and one of them accidentally unsheathed his claws whilst demonstrating a complicated move on him. Ravenpaw is actually very proud of his scars he has earned in his time whilst being a HeatherClan apprentice, and will often tell the kits over-exaggerated stories of how he earned them (for the kits' sake, of course!) if he ever visits the nursery in order to change the beddings, or just to visit the kits. He likes kits, and will often play with them to brighten up his mood.

Personality; Ravenpaw is quite a charming fellow, often doing his best to please the clan and himself, for example he will often offer to go on patrols. Even when doing the more boring chores like cleaning the moss in the elder's den and the nursery, he won't express disappointment if he feels it, as he wouldn't want to hurt anyone's feelings or come across as whiny. Instead, Ravenpaw will always get on with whatever task he is set, making him loyal towards the clan. The tom is very much a perfectionist and he will openly express frustration if he gets something wrong. His frustration can often lead to a lack of confidence, and it can be very hard to bring it back up again. Despite this, he will always have a little try, even if it isn't to the very best of his ability. Ravenpaw often is polite and respectful to his elders and people he needs to impress, but to close friends, he can be a bit of a joker, and has that sarcastic and aloof element to his personality, as well as his comical clumsiness.

History; It was a harsh leaf-bare. Hardly any prey was caught and cats were beginning to feel the hunger in their tired pawsteps as they returned from unsuccessful hunting patrols. It seemed the wrong time to have kits, yet there they were - a litter of four weak, hungry kittens with their weak, hungry mother. And, they only got weaker as they got older - their mother was struggling to produce enough milk for them all, and soon enough, one of them died, a black-and-white tom, scarcely a week old. The mother and father of the litter were distraught, however this meant that the three remaining kits had more to feed on, at least for now. No matter how much the clan tried, there was not enough food to go around, and often the father would sacrifice his meal to give to his mate, so their kits would survive.

Two moons passed. Some members of the clan were catching greencough, which meant they had to be isolated in an area around the medicine cat den. These cats who caught the terrible disease included the kits' mother, a tom-kit and a she-kit. The only kit left that hadn't been infected was a black-furred tom called Ravenkit. He was distraught that he couldn't see his mother, and often tried to sneak into the medicine den to see her and his brother and sister. Ravenkit didn't succeed, however, and was instead assigned to another queen to feed him. She was nice, but he wanted his family! He knew his father wanted the same, for his mate and kits to be there, but he would never admit to it and instead spent his time with Ravenkit trying to reassure him.

Soon, Ravenkit's mother, brother and sister joined StarClan. They let go of their lives peacefully, within a couple of days of one another and when they were sleeping. This hit Ravenkit very hard, and he would not speak to any other cat apart from his father for a few weeks, going into a short phase of depression. Although the leaf-bare had caused death and hunger for HeatherClan, new-leaf was right around the corner, and prey started to flood the territory. It seemed as if the worst was over, for now, and for once in Ravenkit's life he had a completely full belly.

By the end of new-leaf, Ravenkit became Ravenpaw, an apprentice. Soon after, his father decided to move to the elder's den as an injury he gained refused to heal properly, and, because of this, he could no longer do the warrior duties he used to. Ravenpaw tried exceptionally hard to please his only surviving close family member, so he was determined to train hard and regularly show his father what he learned, as well as keeping up on apprentice chores. Admittedly, being an apprentice was harder than he originally thought, and it took him a while to get used to the amount of sleep he had. However, Ravenpaw enjoyed being an apprentice much more than his time being a kit, since he'd rather be busy than have nothing to do than sleep and annoy the elders.

When Ravenpaw reached his ninth moon, he sustained a terrible injury. The hunting patrol he had joined was making its way over the prairie when they encountered an over-excited, energetic dog bounding straight towards them. The cats scattered, one of them heading back towards camp to alert the clan, the others heading towards the forest. Unfortunately, the forest was quite a way away from where the patrol began their sprint, so the cats had to keep swapping runners in order to keep the dog running away from camp until the cats could climb a tree to get away from the dog. They almost reached the forest when it was Ravenpaw's turn to run. All was going good until he didn't look where he was putting his feet and stumbled into a shallow dip. The dog quickly caught up with him and fastened its teeth into his leg, starting to shake him around. The other cats of the patrol attempted to get Ravenpaw free by clawing and biting the dog, but the creature only really responded when its twoleg yelled at it. Dropping the injured cat, the large dog ran back to its owner, whining in defeat.

The cats of the hunting patrol brought back Ravenpaw by supporting him on both sides, however he soon became too shaky to walk so they had to carry him. An inspection by the medicine cat revealed that a one of the bones in his leg had been broken, as well as his leg being twisted and wounded from the bite. It took a few moons for this to heal, a time during which Ravenpaw could not perform any of his apprentice duties or training which involved leaving camp or moving a lot. When Ravenpaw finally returned to training, he was slightly discouraged because his friends were very close to becoming warriors, whereas he still had lots to catch up on. Although this was the case, he persevered and now, at the age of fifteen moons, the tom has very nearly completed his apprentice training.

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I'll make a female warrior when I
get the chance to c: