Many seasons ago, a flood rampaged through the forest, which was home to four Clans: ThunderClan, ShadowClan, RiverClan, and WindClan. In the end, it destroyed the entire forest, causing the Clans to get lost in the process. The Clans traveled to a far away land, away from all familiar areas. Many cats died on the journey, leaving just a pitiful few left. The few survivors became kittypets, rogues, or stayed as part of their Clan, trying to bring them back together. Eventually, the Clans true ancestry was lost beneath everything. No one could answer the question of who founded the original four Clans. The stories and tales of the "Old Life", when they lived peacefully in the forest were lost, the only things that remained were the names of the Clans. Everything seemed grim for the remaining Clan descendants. The Clans were just known as groups, nothing more and nothing less. But, hope shone through eventually, when four brave cats decided to finally restablish the Clans under new identities. The four cats went by the name of: Creek, Summit, Pine, and Dark. They gave names to the Clans once again, named after themselves and their territories, creating the Clans as we know them.
This is how it should be, and this is how it always will be.
SummitClan: These cats are considered to be descendants of WindClan, but some Clans consider them not one of the original four due to how they have changed. With lean bodies and thick fur, they have adapted from life on the moors to life on the mountains.
PineClan: These cats are considered to be the descendants of ThunderClan, they live in the thick forest where they use the undergrowth as an advantage. Their muscular shoulders make them excellent fighters.
DarkClan: These cats are considered to be the descendants of ShadowClan, but have adopted being quick instead of relying on brute strength to win their battles. Their teeth are known to be the sharpest in the world, while their territory, the darkest in the current lands.
CreekClan: These cats are considered to be the descendants of RiverClan, considered the most "pure" of all the Clans due to them being so alike to their ancestors. They are excellent swimmers, and take a lot of pride into their skills.
SKIN MADE BY COAL OF WARRIORS: INTO THE FOREST. ALL FORUM SKIN IMAGES (C) COAL. OMEN OF WARRIORS PLOT (C) MORROW AND ASH. WARRIORS (C) ERIN HUNTER. HOMESTUCK ICONS (C) KIZAGUI
Open - Apprentices, medicine cat apprentice Always open - Elders, warriors Closed - Leader, medicine cat Earned through rp - Deputy, Queens, kits (In order to become a queen, you must first have a mate. Kits need to have mothers.) --------------------
Leader Dovestar - ∞Tҽα∞ A slim light grey she-cat with green eyes and a nicked right ear Apprentice: Dewpaw
Deputy [Name] - @member [appearance description]
Medicine Cat Littlepool - ☽ Ash ☾ Tiny, pale molly with green eyes and a very kind personality Apprentice: [Name]
Medicine Cat apprentice [Name] - @member [appearance description]
Warriors Antpelt - ☽ Ash ☾ Black tom with white paws and icy blue eyes Apprentice: Barkpaw
Username: Admin Character name: Antpelt Age: 49 Moons Gender: Tom Rank:Warrior
Allegiance Description: Black tom with white paws and icy blue eyes.
Detailed Description: Antpelt is a pitch black tom with large paws. He has a stockier build and a fluffy coat, sticking with the tradition for SummitClan cats. The male warrior's eyes are an icy blue and tends to show very little emotion. Antpelt's tail is very short and stubby, along with his ears being rather small.
Personality: Antpelt tends to show very little to no emotion. He believes that a good warrior shows respect by being quiet and a good listener. He is quite cold to many cats, even more so to cats he doesn't know. The tom's main focus is his clan. He doesn't care if he comes of as rude because the one purpose a warrior should serve is protecting their clan.
Weaknesses/Strengths W: Quiet, stoic, cannot swim at all, running long distance, anything long distance, warm weather. S: Excellent fighter and climber, decent hunter, loyal.
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 8, 2016 16:42:48 GMT -5
7 moons old
Small brown Scottish Fold molly.
Barkpaw is a headstrong apprentice with the tendancy to get herself into bad situations. The small molly if challenged will try to do the craziest things. She has once almost jumped off a cliff but luckily she was saved by her mentor.
Roleplay Sample: ∞Tҽα∞ Do I have to I have done rps with you before.
eheheh I had to switch computers so I have to write another app xD
Username: Admin Character name: Littlepool Age: 61 Moons Gender:Molly Rank: Med
Allegiance Description: Tiny, pale molly with green eyes and a very kind personality
Detailed Description: Littlepool is a very small she-cat with long pale brown fur and pretty green eyes. She has a short snout and large, fluffy ears. She was born missing a toe on her front right paw, and is half-blind in one eye. Even with her sight issues, she manages to be an outstanding Medicine Cat and loves her role in the clan.
Personality: The short pale molly is one of the kindest cats in the clans. She always thinks of others before herself, and spends all of her time honing her skills. She tries her best to empathize with everyone else and her kindness always seems to bite her in the butt in some way. In her life she has been taken advantage of and she still hasn't learned from it.
Post by avarisandkhona on Nov 8, 2016 17:12:16 GMT -5
Username: Avarisandkhona Character Name/Past Names: Shren Age: 19 moons Gender: Male Rank: Warrior A bit of the past: Was from an abandoned kitten mill and had practice leading his fellow cats to safety. The cats have since dispersed. Personality: Disciplined, sympathetic, cowardly, stubborn Appearance: . The kitten mill bred pointed cats. Skills: Responsible leader, average fighter. Tries to sympathize with other's suffering. More of a climber, to be honest. Roleplay Sample: (I'm probably the most illiterate roleplayer on here) Shren looked around the area. There were a few bushes, some trees and a mountain. In other words, nothing he hadn't seen before. He sighed and walked on. The moon shone down on his pelt, but he wasn't comforted by it. He saw the trees looking down at him warily and quickened his pace. The eerie silence frightened him tonight, and he wasn't going to get ambushed by a hungry wolf or a traveling fox. Suddenly there was a rustling from the bushes. Shren's ears perked up, paralyzed by fear. He waited for the predator to come out before he realized it was a mouse, now sniffing at his paws. He slammed his paw on the mouse's tail, but not before the mouse could run away. All he was left with was the hairy string of a mouse's tail. Shren scolded himself for letting it get away as he kept on walking.
Allegiance Description: A plain blue molly with amber eyes
Detailed Description: There isn't much to describe about Rainpelt. She is a purely blue cat, or you could say a plain gray cat. Her eyes are an amber color.
Personality: Rainpelt is a skittish cat, often jumping at the slightest sounds if she does not know what made them. She is quite paranoid actually, her over active brain coming up with so many things that could go wrong and so many ideas about what is going to happen next. But she is also kind, though shy, and if you're patient with her for a while you might be able to get her talking to you.
Roleplay Sample: --
I'm accepting myself.
Dovestar - Leader of SummitClan Rainpelt - Warrior of SummitClan Smokepaw - Apprentice of DarkClan Birchpaw - Med apprentice of PineClan
Allegiance Description: Light grey molly with faint tabby markings and pale yellow eyes.
Detailed Description: Light grey molly with faint tabby markings that are strongest along her tail and paws. She has very light, pale even, yellow eyes, and a black nose. She's a dainty cat now, but will most likely grow to be a stocky molly with just below average height.
Personality: Dewpaw prefers to keep to herself most of the time, being quiet and intellectual, watching others to gain information instead of speaking. She's very independent, and dislikes taking orders from others. She usually just nods along when given orders she doesn't like, grumbling under her breath and scowling, but as she grows she will become a very outspoken cat, always shouting her opinion at the top of her lungs. She will have a very sharp sense of what's right and wrong, but this wont always stop her from doing bad things.
Roleplay Sample: ppppfffffsjdjwjdcbdcbk
∞Tҽα∞, Can Dove be her mentor? If not that's ok x3
"At midnight; All the lights go out... And we wheel out a ferrari...Only it's not a ferrari...
Post by LunaTheMoon on Nov 20, 2016 2:37:33 GMT -5
Username: @ lunathemoon
96 moons (8 years)
Dark brown devon rex male.
Distantgaze is a quiet elder who likes to keep to himself, he was named after the fact he seems to be staring into the distance even when he is talking to someone. He loves to relax somewhere that is hidden but also has a good view of the other cats in the camp. Distantgaze has the habit of mumbling nonsense to himself, he also sleep walks often.
Roleplay Sample: Blargh jumps out open window screaming nope. ∞Tҽα∞
Username: @ brightfeather Character name: Brightpaw Age: 9 moons Gender: Female Rank: Medicine cat apprentice
Allegiance Description: Thick-pelted calico she-cat with bright emerald eyes
Detailed Description: Brightpaw is a lanky cat, with long, agile limbs. Her pelt is long, full, and soft, mainly white but spattered with patches of orange and black. Her left eye is covered in a black patch, and her nose is berry-pink. Her tail is tufted like a feather, not unusually long but still lengthy. She has a puckered, pink scar on her stomach from her youth that she keeps hidden in her belly fur.
Personality:Disclaimer: Brightpaw has two personalities, but they are both called Brightpaw. This is explained in her history. The main Brightpaw is a big sofite. You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. She'll trust someone completely after having known them for two seconds. She's eager to please, meaning she's always ready to lend a paw. Brightpaw is ejealous- she'll admit, she gets a little jealous when she sees HER friends CAVORTING with OTHER CATS WITHOUT HER, but it's cool, she'll get over it. Brightpaw is rash and headstrong. She's outgoing, but a little too much. She'll fight for what she believes in, even if it's different than what everyone else believes in.
The second Brightpaw is the polar opposite. This Brightpaw is shy. She can't look anyone in the eye. This Brightpaw is skittish, and jumps at small noises. This Brightpaw is meek and subservient, which in itself should tell you something's up. This Brightpaw lives in constant fear.
History*: Bright was born a loner. She had one sister, and they grew up with their parents, a happy family. But one day, her mother and father went out hunting, and only her mother returned. She was crazed, with a wild look in her eyes that scared Bright and her sister. Her mother had seen something in the woods, something that killed her mate, and it had snapped her.
The kits were no longer allowed to be kits. Instead, they lived as if every day was going to be a battle for their lives. Bright and her sister had to squeeze down any traces of happiness in then to obey their mother's whims. One fateful leaf-fall day, Bright's sister lost it, too. She started laughing, not for any reason, just laughing.
Their mother sliced her throat open on the spot. All she said was, "No soldier of mine laughs."
When Bright whimpered, her mother wheeled on her and, without hesitation, raked a claw through her daughter's stomach.
Bright crawled into the woods, ready to die, but miraculously, she didn't. She found herbs, and figured out which ones to use to heal herself. She rested for a long time, and when she was finally healed, she ran, far away from her insane mother.
After some time, Bright wandered onto SummitClan territory. She was found by a patrol. Bright didn't want the bigger cats to see the broken cat inside her, so she out on her positive traits. Wore them like a mask. Most days, that mask is her real face. But on days where ut's just too much, Brightpaw's mask falls, revealing her brokenness. She tries her best to serve the clan on those days, but most of the time, she mides in her den, hiding from the insane mother she is sure is coming after her. She has never told a clanmate of her traumatic past, not even her mentor.
Brightpaw stretched in the sunlight, yawning and revealing sharp white teeth. Her pink nose twitched, and the calico apprentice stood, flicking one ear as if that was going to help her wake up.
Brightpaw pranced to the center of camp and selected a piece of prey from the fresh-kill pile. She smiled amiably at anyone who looked at her, finished her mountain hare, then padded back to her den to take inventory.
"Hmm," she mused, feeling in the back corners of the stone shelf where the catmint was stored. "I don't like that we're out of catmint. With leafbare coming up..."
Brightpaw trotted back into the hubub of Morning SummitClan. She tried to stop warriors that passed by. "Excuse me? Um, would anyone come with me, please? I need to get more catmint and I need an escort! Anyone?"
*Her history is an important part of her character, so I just felt I needed to add that.
Roleplay Sample: She woke up from her nest. Skywhisker let out a big yawn and scretched her hunches. She get out of the warrior's den, her grey fur sparkled in the moonlight. Skywhisker shifted her paws uncomfortably. Why she woke up in the middle of the night? Her ear twitch, she fluff up her fur and quickly go back to Warrior's den. She curled up into a ball, her fluffy tail wrapped around her. She look around and go back to sleep....