The future's in your paws. Shape it well.Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
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Ebonyhaze is a rather stoic cat, not allowing much of his emotions or insecurities to show on his face unless they are truly overwhelming. He wouldn't want to bother anyone with them, so he keeps them hidden. He prefers to sit on the sidelines and observe rather than act. Taking things into his own paws feels like too much pressure. He is afraid of doing something wrong, even the slightest mishap causing him to worry. As a result, he is reclusive, keeping his social circle small with only a few close friends.
Ebonyhaze is a people-pleaser at heart, falling over his own paws to gain another's approval even if he tries not to show it blatantly. It can show in small ways, such as spending the day finding a cat's favorite flower after they mentioned it, or tumbling into extremes and getting himself hurt for the sake of another cat. Once he finally allows a cat into his small social circle, he is extremely doting and diligent, putting their comfort over his own.
His greatest fear is being bothersome or disloyal, brought upon by his own parent's departure from the clan. While an explorer at heart, he will suppress his wants and simple pleasures to instead be a worker bee for the clan. Doing anything unproductive, even for a moment, feels lazy. Wishing to see beyond his territory feels treasonous.
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Ebonyhaze is a black smoke oriental longhair mix. His black fur is silver at the roots, giving him a striped appearance that is most obvious at his legs. His fur is thick and feathery, soft to the touch and an excellent pillow for sleepy companions. His longest fur sprouts at his neck and tail, forming a thick mane and a graceful tail that sweeps the floor as he walks. Beneath his pelt are lean muscles from swimming, giving him more strength than what he would appear to have, though he rarely uses it.
Due to his oriental genes, Ebonyhaze's body looks is tall and elegant. His long, lanky legs end in small paws that like long strides like a stork. His muzzle, ears, and green-gray eyes are all rather large compared to the rest of his lean body, giving him an almost foxlike appearance. Ebonyhaze embodies the classic form and grace of a Riverclan cat, a gentle beauty. However, he tends to keep his head and tail low, obscuring his true height and giving him a more modest form.
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PRESITE HISTORY
Born to two Riverclan cats, Rippleskip and Garfang. Both warriors were of shaky loyalty, unsure of their place in the clan and feeling the call for adventure. They were energetic and young, oblivious to the duties they had to perform as warriors. Neither spent much time in camp, preferring to spend long hunting trips with each other and ignoring clan events. However, it was all brought to a screeching halt when Rippleskip became pregnant, forced to be confined to the nursery. Some thought this might bring the two to finally be engulfed by clan life and become involved, but all it seemed to do was distance their loyalties more. Rippleskip became stir-crazy and hated her life as a queen, and Garfang refused to leave his mate's side, also growing to hate camp more and more. They were physically closer to the clan, but neither could be more apart emotionally.
Finally, Ebonykit was born, healthy and strong. His parents loved him, but could no longer stand the clan they lived in. They raised him until he was weaned with as much affection two cats could muster, but then they deserted the clan. Ebonykit was too young to travel, but they could not live within the camp walls any longer, trusting the clan to care for their only kit better than they could as loners. Ebonykit was devastated to lose his parents, feeling abandoned and lost. It left him unsure of his own place within the clan, wondering if he should have followed, if he was the reason they left, and if their call for adventure was in his blood.
Locustcall loves to portray himself as arrogant and prideful, his head held tall and a smug grin on his face. He has fun tooting his own horn, trading playful insults, and sparing with those he calls friends. He has a taste for combat and is always itching to throw himself into a fight, though he's more thoughtful of which he starts than he was in his youth. However, Locustcall's only true priority is the well-being of his clan. Everything else is secondary. Rogues are dangerous, cross-clan friendships loosen loyalties, the only cats Locustcall needs are those with Shadowclan blood. A cat with enough charm may lead him to make 'exceptions' to the rule, he won't hesitate to claw the pelt of a previous friend if Shadowclan calls for it. There are no such things as split loyalties. Even pure-blooded Shadowclan cats may earn his ire if he believes them to be a detriment to Shadowclan as a whole.
Even if Locustcall is hesitant to admit it, he feeds on praise. The admiration of a cat is everything to him, especially if he already holds that cat on a pedestal. As long as it doesn't conflict with his loyalty to Shadowclan as a whole, he'll do almost anything to earn the approval of a cat he idolizes, including getting his claws dirty. Of course, Locustcall would be the last cat to admit it, his insecurities and need for adoration a flaw he refuses to let be seen.
While Locustcall can be almost jovial in the presence of friends, none would describe the tom as outwardly affectionate. Love is shown in smaller ways, like hunting a friend's favorite prey and leaving it on the freshkill pile. While he's more than happy to lay on compliments thick as he thinks everyone should be aware and prideful of their achievements, he does feel a bit awkward doing anything more than that and will be more sublte.
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Locustcall is a thick-furred tortoiseshell tom. His massive paws are all covered in white, along with his muzzle and tail tip. His orange splotches show mackerel tabby stripes, one splotch taking up about half his face while others are randomly located around his body.
Broad-shouldered and stocky, Locustcall is just as dense as his fur makes him look. His pelt is messy and rarely groomed with much care, making tufts of fur stick up in random directions as though he is constantly bristled with anger. His amber eyes don't make him look any friendlier either, naturally narrow and harsh. He is only slightly above average height, but his overall bulk and his tall, proud stance gives him the illusion of a greater size.
Locustcall has seen better days, his pelt littered with old scars and his remaining ear tattered. His lip has been torn in a way to expose a canine and some gum, a feature he has a bad habit of running a tongue over to keep the bare teeth wet. Locustcall proudly showcases his scars, believing them to be tangible signifiers of the battles he had survived through, but isn't above fibbing about their origens if he believes they will not be well recieved.
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Cicadakit was born to two fiercely loyal Shadowclan cats: Adderslash and Pinequill. They were strong, capable warriors who were prime examples of Shadowclan cats. However, most of their pride spawned from their love of battle. Border patrols loved and hated them for going to extreme lengths to keep their territory free of outsiders. Covered in battle scars and armed with arrogance, both cats were a fearsome opponents to meet in a fight.
Cicadakit inherited his parent's ambitions, constantly being fed battle stories and propaganda about the other clans. He was fed the worst about rogues due to the invasion of them before his birth. His parents were regularly coming home and complaining about a rogue that they had to chase off and how barbaric they were. Cicadakit ate it up, believing every word they said to the letter. He idolized them, unable to see how their bias was tainting their impressions of other clans and outsiders.
Adderslash's and Pinequill's death came as a shock to most, but as a justification for Cicadakit. With the size and depth of the clawmarks riddling their bodies, it was safe to assume a badger did the deed, but the kit assumed otherwise. Cicadakit's already burning hatred for rogues and outsides multiplied and festered into an unbridled rage. Now he was alone, with nothing but his anger and ambition to fuel him. He will make his parents proud... and make outsiders pay.
Cicadakit's Apprentice Ceremony: Cicadakit becomes an apprentice. Is apprenticed to Burningwing. Burning Cicadas: Hunting Training with Burningwing. Cicadas Singing in the Marsh: Cicadapaw hunts with Marshpaw. They are interrupted by a snake. Buggy Bugs: Cicadapaw meets Dawnfeather after crossing the border. They fight and Cicada forfeits before officially losing. Moonlit Nights: Cicadapaw talks with Loudnose. Foundling: Cicadapaw protests Shykit's admission into the clan. November Gathering 2021: Cicadapaw attends his first gathering. He sits alone like the loser he is. Dawn or Dusk: Cicadapaw fights in a border skirmish. Defeats Cricketpaw, defends Dawnfeather, and is knocked out by Bloodstar. The territory is lost. Anything you can do, I can do better: Cicadapaw banters with Marshpaw Mending Broken Egos: Cicadapaw harasses Shypaw Allies or Foes: Cicadapaw meets Duskflight The Seeds of Resentment: Patrol with Shypaw and Burningwing. Shypaw is gravely injured by an owl while Cicadapaw and Burningwing watch What's Been Sown: Cicadapaw and Burningwing return with Shypaw December Gathering 2021: Cicadapaw attends his second gathering. Meets Leopardpaw and Magpiepaw Cicadapaw's Moonstone Journey: Cicadapaw goes to the moonstone and meets Pantherpaw. His views are challenged and he doubles down, rejecting Starclan Remember, No Claws: Cicadapaw Battletrains with Nightpaw The Snows of Leaf-bare: Cicadapaw attends a hiding competition. Fails first round Bad Influences: Cicadapaw talks with Marshmallow
SHADOWCLAN WARRIOR PRE-DISAPPEARANCE
Cicadapaw's Warrior Ceremony: Cicadapaw becomes a warrior, given the full name Cicadashriek Army Ants: Cicadashriek crosses the border to yell at Dawnfeather. Interrupted by Beechfang January Gathering 2022: Cicadashriek attends his third gathering. He notices a strange Riverclan cat Neglected Space: Cicadashriek, Duskflight, Nightstalker, and Webshadow go on a hunting patrol. Interrupted by an owl Greetings from Beyond:Cicadashriek meets Webwhisper in the dark forest and agrees to train with her Fight Night: Cicadashriek takes part in a fighting tournament. Fights against Nightstalker and loses ...And he's got an army: Enraged by the death of Burningwing, Cicadashriek defends his camp against rogue invaders. He is knocked out by Aether and Shadowclan loses the fight From the Ashes: A meeting taking place after the invasion A Promise [Solo]: A few days after the raid, Cicadashriek pays respects to Burningwings grave, promising he would never let something so terrible happen again Recovery takes Time-- and some Food too: First hunting patrol after the invasion. Interrupted by a fox. Melting Icy Hearts: Cicadashriek meets Icekit
SHADOWCLAN WARRIOR POST-DISAPPEARANCE
Familiarity: Locust returns to the territories, confused where on Shadowclan is and reuniting with Nightstar after a fight The Phantom of the Opera: Locust returns to Shadowclan, though at their temporary camp in Highstones Pest Control: Locust meets Asterkit January Gathering 2023: Locust goes to the gathering Ressurected and Reacquainted: Locust meets Dawnfeather and they spar on friendly terms Locust's Name Change Ceremony: Locust gets his new, proper warrior name: Locustcall The Wind in the Shadows: Locustcall and Nightstar catch Amberstone and Russetrye on their territory and fight What's the matter, lives flashing before your eyes?: Locustcall and Nightstar bring the injured Windclan cats back to camp and cut off the alliance. Locustcall is attacked by Silverwing That Old Familiar Face: Locustcall talks with Iceheart back in their own territory Red Like Blood: Locustcall and Harrierpaw fight Russetrye and Adderdawn on the Thunderpath Tigerkit's Apprentice Ceremony: Tigerpaw is assigned to Locustcall as an apprentice Getting Stronger: Training with Tigerpaw is interrupted by an Owl Peace and Quiet: Solo hunting patrol. Locustcall thinks about how he is worried about how he fits in with Shadowclan after his disappearance
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Characters : [B]oartusk, [S]piderpaw, [O]leanderkit Clan/Rank : [B] Shadowclan T1 Warrior, [S] Windclan Apprentice, [O] RiverclanKit Number of posts : 566 Gender : Male (He/Him) Age : 25
Subject: Re: Crisis' Kitty Storage Thu Oct 21, 2021 1:01 am
The world is Hailfall's stage, and he knows it. He is happy to strut and dance wherever he goes, drawing everyone's eyes to him. If he doesn't get the attention and recognition he thinks he deserves, he isn't afraid to say so.
Hailfall, despite his main focus being himself, is surprisingly perceptive and is quick to pick things up about a cat. Who or what one likes, how to get under another cat's skin, how they are feeling. However, his best skill has always been with words. Born with a silver tongue, Hailfall knows just how to get what he wants and say what a cat wants to hear. While never meaning malice with his manipulations, Hailfall is deeply selfish at heart and will do so unconsciously to fulfill his own needs, usually attention or entertainment.
What he finds the most entertaining is flirtation. He likes to see a cat blush or lose their words. Like before, he doesn't mean to play with a cat's feeling intentionally, but he sees flirting as just another form of banter that can be done platonically. Though, that doesn't stop him from going a bit overboard when he truly does like someone. Despite his flaws, Hailpaw is a good cat at heart, often using his charisma to pick people up rather than put them down.
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Hailfall is a pure white tom with short fur that is thin enough to show pink skin beneath at his nose bridge, paws, and ear tips. However, his fur is longer at his tail and neck. He takes very good care of his fur, happy to take an hour or so to preen and neaten up if he's having a bad fur day. Though, the most particular thing about his pelt is that it is almost always decorated with something. He'll entangle feathers, leaves, or his favorite: flowers to spice up his blank pelt. He has a particular love for blues and purples, but will adorn himself with anything pretty that he can get his paws on. To see Hailfall plain is to see Hailfall miserable.
His pale blue eyes almost border on white, though the pupil tends to have trouble focusing on anything far away. Being born with astigmatism and a few other eye problems, Hailfall is extremely nearsighted and has a few problems with depth perception. He doesn't seem bothered though, walking with his head high and a strut to his step.
Hailfall's physique is a bit more lithe than most would expect for a Skyclan cat. He spends most of his time on the ground as his subpar sight would be a hindrance in the trees, so his lean musculature is more built for running than climbing. Thin legs that end in small paws, a long, flowing tail. One might mistake him for a Windclan cat if it weren't for his clan scent.
His white fur is mostly unmarred besides for some deep scars on his shoulder. He tries to keep them hidden with decorations and is a tad insecure.
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Hailkit was born to a single mother, never having known his father or if he was living or dead. His father's whereabouts never worried him though, as his living parent was just as absent as the other. She was very distant to him and the rest of the clan. Some believe she was distraught over her mate's disappearance, others thought she was sick, but Hailkit was convinced she was just ignoring him. In response, Hailkit did his best to gain her attention, being loud and boisterous, putting things in his fur to be more vibrant, anything to get his mother to look at him.
Snowdrift never seemed interested though, never going beyond simper interactions with her kit. This infuriated Hailkit to no end, but he was eventually pacified by gaining attention from others that he didn't get from her. Still, his irritation didn't lessen his sadness when she started to waste away, passing on to Starclan very early on in his life. Her sickness was slow, but not contagious, yet it didn't stop others from doting on Hailkit to make sure he was healthy. Dispite his grief, Hailkit got hooked on the attention he never got from his parent. It made him feels strong and important
