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~ Settling Into The Seasons : Roleplay Forum ~
Posted 2020-12-01 10:03:30 (edited)

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|~| Summerclan |~|
Leader: Coalstar - Strong, sleek dark tom with lighter areas, like on his tail tip, left forepaw, and inner ears. Salmon skin and orange eyes, as well as his orange marking on his shoulder that all adult clan cats bear. Two scars on his left thigh and one across his right eye, but it does not impair his sight.

Deputy: Goldenstreak - Tall short-haired she-cat with light orange fur and darker ginger mottling. She has a white underbelly, chest, chin, paws, ear tips, and blaze. Her eyes are a gentle green. She has a long tail with a fluffy tip, and her hind legs are quite muscular. You could say she's built almost like a caracal.

Healer: ...

Shikaris: Sunnytail - (awaiting description...)

Rovers:
Leopardstride -
somewhat taller than the stereotype, likely because of his kittypet roots. Nonetheless, he is a lean character, meant to take inaudible steps and take off at incredible speed in the rare instance that he's caught. No doubt the tom is quite handsome, although not in a typical sense. He is a slender cat, coming with a narrow face and high cheekbones. He is not the typical charming, thickly-muscled cat with a large jaw, powerful shoulders, and what have you. Perhaps what stops hearts is Leopardstride's large, angled almond-shaped eyes that are most alluring. He wears a unique silvered coat with paler unders, mottled with coal-black rosettes thanks to his kittypet ancestry.

Novices: ...

Queens: ...

Kits: ...

Elders:
Eaglecry - 
What was once a large, muscular show off of a tom is now a frail elder, but he still clings to his old demeanor. His coat is that of an orange tabby point, still creamish on the body and darker on the head, but now silvery hairs have grown in around his eyes and muzzle. He proves a test of the medicine cat's patience, with his constant complaints about his daily pains as an elder. He even claims that he knows better than the medicine cat from time to time. But the kits adore him for his fantastical stories about his successes as a Shikari, his role in them blown out of proportion.

|~| Springclan |~|
Leader: Daisystar - Small thick-furred she-cat with pale cream fur. She has slightly darker lynx points, as well as a white muzzle and a small white blaze. Her eyes are a deep blue, which matches her shoulder marking. She has a knick in her left ear, but it does not bother her.

Deputy: Poppytail - (awaiting description...)

Healer: Basilsong - Since he is a Siberian cat, most of his color comes from his paws,  face, limbs, and ears. They are a deep chocolate-y color. His body is a creamy-white color, reminiscent of heavy whipping cream. His eyes are an icy-blue, like a thin bit of the ocean. His nose and paws are a sweet bubblegum pink, and his skin is an even lighter pink color. He tends to wear a leaf crown with one red pansy, and a stone armlet on his right front paw.

Shikaris:
Thistlefang - 
Lanky female with a scruffy yellow pelt. She is a spotted tabby with white toes, tail tip, and chin. Her eyes are bright green and her nose is dark pink. Though she tries her best to make them seem cool, the notch in her ear and the scratches on her leg are from a fight she got into with a particularly feisty squirrel. She's a Shikari who appears older than she is. Her personality would be best described as prickly, which is one reason her mother named her after the pointy plant (the other reason was her rough-textured fur).

Rovers:
Tinyrose - S
maller she-cat with a pale base and darker tabby markings. They range from a somewhat dusty orange-ish color to a light brown. Her eyes are a pretty teal, more on the blue side, and her nose and pads are a gentle pink. She is petite in build and has little paws, but she can still fight as a formidable opponent if she has to, using her size to her advantage in some scenarios, even. This comes in handy as a Rover.

Nightpetal - (awaiting description)

Novices:
Featherpaw - A 
Turkish Angora and a very snooty and cocky one as well. She is a diluted/pale calico tabby (caliby) with pale green eyes that remind others of mint. She knows she looks nice and acts the part. She has white paws, a clean white underbelly, and her paw pads and nose are pink. Her muzzle is white and the blaze that goes up her head partially covers her faint tabby markings. One side of her face is covered by the cream tabby color, and the other side is a grey tabby. The tortoiseshell pattern continues down her body, in alternating patches of cream and grey tabby, until it reaches her tail and ends in a white tail tip. (Basilsong)

Queens: ...

Kits: ...

Elders: ...

|~| Winterclan |~|
 Leader: Hailstar - Muscular long-furred she-cat with dominantly silver fur, patterned with darker mackerel tabby stripes. She has black markings on her face, like on her chin and over her eyes. She has a white tail tip and hindpaws, as well as a white underside. Her eyes are a bright green, like her shoulder marking.

Deputy: Blizzardfang - (awaiting description)

Healer: Frozenivy - Thick-furred she-cat, but from a distance, she looks like any other short-fur. This is because her pelt doesn't give off the 'fluffy' appearance, but it provides her with the necessary warmth for living on the Frostbite Plateau. Her corium is dominantly white, save the blueish-grey markings on her head, ears, and tail. Her skin and nose are bicolored, just like her abnormal eyes, a first in Winterclan.

Shikaris:
Snowystripe - 
Dark gray she-cat, with white undersides that extend all the way up to her face and under her tail. Most of her face is white, and she has long fur and sparkling orange eyes. Her fur sometimes will fluff up around her face when she sits down. She is a rover and has an orange paw on her left shoulder.

Iceclaw - (awaiting description)

Mountaingale - Enormous dark brown tom with long hair and stripy pelt. Under his pelt, the tom is of stocky build, but not because he has eaten a few too many mice. His eyes are light green that tends to be narrowed in a piercing gaze. The dark stripes ornamenting his face, paws, and tail are the most definite ones. Due to his long fur for the rest of his body, it is sometimes hard to tell where one stipe ends and another begins. The pigment of his nose and paw pads are dull pinks. The bottom of his jaw and some parts under his belly and tail have some with a tint to them, but not much to be noticeable. Otherwise, his pelt is colored with greyish browns of various shades topped with many dark stripes. His tail is long and bushy. Easily sweeping leaves here and there when walking a dedicated gate. He might not be as fast as his lighter counterparts or as agile as cats smaller than he tends to be, but for that, he makes up with his size and might. He isn't afraid to throw his weight around when he feels it to be needed.

Rovers:
Snowsplash - Dark gray female, with white undersides that extend all the way up to her face and under her tail. Most of her face is white except for the bridge of her nose, which is dark gray. She has long fur and sparkling orange eyes, and her fur sometimes will floof up around her face when she sits down. She is a rover and has an orange paw on her left shoulder.

Falconfeather - Small grey she-cat with a white stomach, throat, muzzle, and cheekfur. The ridge of her back is shaded a bit darker grey, and she is covered in black-spotted tabby markings. Her tail, naturally bobbed, has a white ring around its base, making it look almost entirely white-- but the tip is still grey with black spots. Her toes on both of her back legs are also white. She has bluish hints of lynx points on her feet and face. Her chin, ear tips, and arches above her eyes are black. The eyes themselves are leafy green, but one is missing. It was shot out by a child's BB gun, not purposefully. Because of this, her eyesight has been greatly hindered (she can still see out of her good eye, but she has a huge blindspot and gets headaches from straining her good eye) and her rank in the clan-- previously Rover-- is being reconsidered. She is cold and distrusting towards outsiders but inside her clan, she's actually quite sociable and gets along pretty well with everyone.

Novices:
Snowpaw - 
Weedy male with a wintery white and grey pelt dappled with spots. Some spots seem to be rosettes like those of a Savannah cat, while other, paler blue ones are those of a typical spotted tabby. His fur is whiter along the undersides and darker along his back. The tips of his ears are black, his nose is grey and his eyes are dark. His innocently spotless fur shows how little action he's seen. He is, in fact, a Novice, and would like to be mentored by the Deputy, Blizzardfang. He's playful and very eager to impress, but as a runt, he has little to give. (Blizzardfang)

Frostpaw - Frostpaw's coat is absolutely stunning. As a black smoke, he is littered with silvery hues from his undercoat, most apparent on his tail, belly, and lion-like mane. Already the tom is good-looking like his father before him, despite still growing into his awkwardly large paws. Clearly, he will be a tall cat, littered with trained muscle like his older sister. He has darker ghost stripes littered throughout his coal-colored coat, but he lacks any white spotting. (Hailstar)

Queens: ...

Kits: ...

Elders: ...

|~| Autumnclan |~|
 Leader: Maplestar - Lean yet muscular tortoiseshell-tabby tom with long whiskers and tail. He has white hind toes, and a white marking on his chest. His eyes are a striking yellow, as well as his shoulder marking. He takes good care of his coat, resulting in it reflecting a nice, shiny gleam.

Deputy: Robinheart - (awaiting description)

Healer: Dapplefrost - A small she-cat with a beautiful coat that is her namesake- a dilute tortoiseshell, mottled with lavender-blue hues and creams. She is without any white spotting, and it can be noted that her coat is primarily blues, with the occasional freckle of cream. Dapplefrost seems to be permanently stuck with that "kit-like" air due to her pair of round, pleading hazel eyes, and her ears which are a tad too big for her head. Being that she is a healer and spends most of her time out and about scavenging for herbs, Dapplefrost is lean-built and has minimal muscle. She wouldn't do well in a fight at all. 

Shikaris:
Rosethorn - 
Burly male with warm cream-colored fur and warm ruddy points. His fur is thicker than it is long and pretty soft for not being a kittypet. Both right paws, front and back, have white toes. His left back leg sports a few small scars and his right ear has a couple of nicks in it. His eyes are deep blue, hinting at possibly a Birman heritage. He is a Shikari with a good amount of experience under his metaphoric belt. He's known to be stoic but fatherly, not inclined to being social but certainly not unfriendly.

Rovers:
Ginkodove - (awaiting description)


Novices: ...

Queens: ...

Kits: ...

Elders: ...


katastrophic
#12334

Posted 2020-12-01 15:08:18 (edited)

|~| The Beginning Of The Clans |~|

Everyone was tired. There was no denying that. They had been trekking for miles on end. No one knew how long it had been. They had lost some here, gained some there. It didn’t help when Fawnfur’s kits came around. She was the only she-cat that birthed during the journey.

Summerpelt, Springheart, Autumnleap, Palerose, and Winterbreeze were all standing on a ridge, staring down in awe at a large expanse of land with tiny streams lacing the territory. All of their friends stood respectfully behind them, all categorized with who they knew best.

They had all come with interesting histories. Some lived with humans, others escaped the pounds and adoption shelters, a few came from the alleys, and a handful even appeared from the unforgiving, harsh wildernesses near the cities. All they needed was to be together, and they slowly nursed back to health. That’s when Summerpelt and Springheart came up with the great idea of finding a peaceful place they could all live, away from the humans, shelters, alleys, and the deadly wilderness.

They had come all this way… and it was believed that they had found it.

The felines suddenly burst into happy cries, rushing down the slope, but the first five remained, eating up the land with their gazes.

“So who will take what?” Summerpelt asked in his thick voice, his sneaky eyes gazing at the other cats. They all knew this question was coming.

Winterbreeze was quick to answer. “I’m taking the white plateau over there,” he gestured at it with his paw, his stoic expression not leaving the flat structure.

Springheart was right behind him. “And I’d like that deep valley with the flowers!” She smiled, a light purr emitting from her throat.

“Well, if no one else is, I’m taking that place filled with palms.” Summerpelt pointed at it, smirking. “It’ll do.”

Autumnleap and Palerose exchanged glances. The tom rubbed his head on his mate’s. “How about that foresty cove?” He suggested, looking over at a patch of colorful leaves.

The curly she-cat smiled, looking down at her slightly swollen belly. She nodded. “It will be great for us all.” She sighed before resting her head on Palerose’s shoulder. 

With that, the four cats went their separate ways. 

Winterbreeze took charge of his wild group, reining them in with his reprimands, and was crowned the leader of his Frostbite Plateau, and became Winterstar of Winterclan.

Summerpelt and his cats became well accustomed to the sand between their toes and the lulls of the waves. They enjoyed his lazy ways on Heatstroke Shore and decided to follow them for a while, and he became Summerstar of Summerclan.

Springheart taught her friends happiness and abundance in Wildflower Valley. They enjoyed her showing them live’s many glees and were happy to call her Springstar of Springclan.

Finally, Autumnleap and Palerose settled down into the dense Cardinal Forest, which had red leaves strangely year-round. The cats that had gone with them liked their quieter, calmer, and overall more introverted nature, and quickly accepted the dark brown she-cat as Autumnstar of Autumnclan soon after she kitted. Although Autumnstar had claimed the position of leader, she still believed in ruling her clan as one with her beloved mate Palerose and their little Thistlekit.

(Wix Website Coming Soon For The Four Clans!!)


katastrophic
#12334

Posted 2020-12-01 15:08:32 (edited)

Maplestar || Leader (Autumnclan) || Tom || Autumnclan Camp || Mentions: Fallingleaf

There was only silence as the Springtime sun thrust its golden rays through the trees of Cardinal Forest. The cats that inhabited the warmly colored area were only now rising from their slumber. If they weren't on the nightshift, of course. There was one cat, though, that took the thought of resting with a grain of salt, for their want to protect their clan was so great.

That cat was Maplestar, the hardworking leader of Autumnclan. He was standing a few tail-lengths away from his den, located within the roots of a giant maple tree. His yellow eyes scanned his camp, ears twitching every now and then as the sounds of the awakening forest grew.

He spotted his sister, Fallingleaf, and his hues met her own. They were a lovely deep blue, and they gave off a beautiful... aura, almost.

"Good morning, sister." He purred, padding over to her. "Where are you going?"

"To put thorns in Hailstar's nest." She responded with humor in her eyes. Her tail twitched as she looked out to the forest. "Hunting. What else would I be doing? I'm a Shikari; It's my job to help provide for the clan."

"Of course," Maplestar nodded, rubbing his cheek against his sister's. "I shouldn't keep you, then. Safe hunting," He added. Although the leader of Autumnclan gave off the impression of being unsentimental with his clanmates, he couldn't help but worry about Fallingleaf from time to time.

"Will do." Fallingleaf cuffed his ear lightly before trotting out of the camp clearing, her ears already alert for the nearest prey.


Coalstar || Leader (Summerclan) || Tom || Leader's Den || Mentions: N/A

A large, dark tom was awakened by the somewhat lulling sound of the waves not far from his clan's camp. It was strange how the noise from the water helped put him to sleep, but also woke him up. It was all part of a cycle, he presumed. Lifting out of his comfortable nest lined with soft down, he let out a silent yawn, his pupils fixing themselves to the light.

Coalstar let out a silent huff as he looked out of his den, a sort of cave formed in the crack of a giant rock. It seemed like the best place for a leader like himself to stay, given he had a great viewpoint of his clan's camp just from here.

"Oh, Summerclan." He whispered to himself, shaking out his fur. "Just wait. They'll learn to never taunt you again,"

With that, the tom sat down and began to groom his black pelt, watching the sunrise over the shore with light awe.


Frozenivy || Healer (Winterclan) || Molly || Elder's Den || Mentions: Juniperpelt

A little chill is what rose the thick-furred healer of Winterclan. She spent no time lingering around in her nest. Having such an important role in the clan, she had to be ready at all times. The she-cat took a few moments to straighten her herb stores and re-fluff her nest before strolling out of her den, which was made out of thick rocks. The entrance was covered with a thick wall of vines, as all the dens were.

Frozenivy twitched her short tail thoughtfully, and her eyes drifted towards the Elder's Den, one of the most sheltered areas on Winterclan territory, second to the Nursery. She wondered faintly how her father, was doing. Well, why not go see him, then? She wondered faintly.

Puffing up her fur, the pale molly padded over to the Elder's Den, poking her head in to see if he was awake. A pair of hues reflected back at her in the dimness of the den, and she entered.

"Frozenivy?" A masculine voice rasped, confusion laced within. "Is something wrong?"

"No, father." She reassured him, walking over to him. As her eyes adjusted to the lack of light, she noticed how Juniperpelt seemed in good condition physically, and smiled. "Just coming to check on you."

"Ah," Juniperpelt sighed, and she saw his tail twitch a little. "You have turned into a great healer, Frozenivy." He purred, reaching up to give his daughter a quick lick on the shoulder.

Warmth filled her body as Frozenivy sat beside her father and a small purr rumbled in her throat. "Thank you." She said, dipping her head. She began to groom her father's fur.


Tinyrose ||Rover (Springclan) || Molly || Goldenflower Meadow || Mentions: N/A

Even before the sun began to rise, a little she-cat had already started her day. She had inched out of her clan's camp, and anyone would think she was sneaking out. She simply didn't want to wake anyone up early, and she didn't. Now, she was smiling at the yellow and orange flowers around her, sparkling in the early morning sun from the dew on their petals.

No wonder they call it Goldenflower Meadow. Tinyrose mused, and continued walking.

Being a Rover, the molly was almost always on her paws. She rose before the sun every day to complete her Dawn Patrol and afterward would spend time checking the borders of Summerclan and Winterclan, the two clans bordering her own. Her eyes, nose, and ears were alert for any out-of-the-ordinary smells, sounds, and sights, but so far, she didn't see anything.

However, I did smell that fox earlier. She remembered, but flicked the thought away. The smell was quite stale, and the scent had been heading in the direction of Winterclan. They can deal with their own predators if it happens to go near their camp. 

Tinyrose's stomach grumbled a complaint a few minutes later, and she sighed. Having forgotten to grab a quick bite before she left, she now paid the consequences. She tried to keep hunting minimal, but when she needed to, she knew how.

Her ear twitched as she heard a squeak. Mouse. She noted, and spotted the plump creature not that far away. It foraged around in the wet grasses, completely oblivious to the feline creeping up behind it. With a soundless pounce, the rodent didn't even have a moment to squeal before it was nipped swiftly. 

Laying down, the small she-cat pulled the mouse closer to her before tucking her paws beneath her chest, and she began to eat.

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katastrophic
#12334

Posted 2020-12-02 08:17:40 (edited)
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katastrophic
#12334

Posted 2020-12-06 20:33:34

Leopardstride | Tom | Rover (SummerClan) | Location: SummerClan territory (border) | Mentions: N/A

The tom had left camp for what felt like ages ago, back before the sky was tainted a creamy-peach by dawn's light. He had felt himself restless, partially because he wasn't eager to rise and find himself being bossed around. That was what was best about being a rover: he got to come and go, leaving camp without getting in trouble because it was his duty to do so. Being predictable? It wasn't his style. A predictable rover was a dead rover. 

The sand of SummerClan's territory was cool, yet to singe his pads because the sun was yet to be high in the sky. He could've stayed at camp to watch the sun climb in the sky over the bountiful waterfront, but he had better things to attend to. He had seen that sun rise and fall moon after moon. If he didn't get out there and do his duty, his clan wouldn't have the honor of watching the sun rise in front of the ocean (?). They'd be snuffed out by one of the other clans, or by some roaming predator if he wasn't out on patrol to ensure that their borders were secure. 

He did take duty to heart- but Leopardstride also enjoyed the independence of patrolling, and occasionally snooping on the other clans to see what their culture was like. He respected SummerClan, but he was always curious of what rested beyond their borders. That was the beauty of being a rover: learning and exploring, but doing it in such a way that your curiosities weren't obvious. 

They wouldn't know, if they could never catch him. 


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