Once, we lived with our twolegs as their kittypets. We were fed, cared for, and let out at will. All of us loved the pampered life. But like most cats fenced-in, we dreamed of a world outside of the heat of a home, or the caress of the twoleg paw. When the twolegs left, for reasons few of us dare to seek, we were stranded on our own in our small town. We'd gotten our wish to be free and wild, but what would we do? How would we survive without our food in a can? Our blanket at night? Our box for litter?
"I am Pearl, and I was once a Clan cat of clan I'll never speak of again. I have a few cats who came here with me when I came here to be a kittypet. It was lovely to meet all of you and I hope that together, we can build a clan of our own.
I have dropped my kittypet name and have called myself Burntwhisker in shame of a terrible accident. But tonight, under the light of the full moon, I plan to become Burntstar. I hope you all will accept me, as well as StarClan itself.
Now, I ask you, do you have what it takes to join this clan? Or will you keep your pampered name and never break the fence our clan endured?"
We are FencedClan, named after the fence we were stuck behind and have escaped. Welcome.
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Thanks for reading the intro! I hope to have some more up when I have time later tonight. c:
{total cats: 9}
Leader: {1/1} Burntstar
Deputy: {1/1} Doveflight
Runner" {3/3} Whitespots, Tribalpaw, and Runningspella high position: the fastest cat who relays information across the small town in a short amount of time.
Medicine Cat: {1/1} Risingtemptation
MC Apprentice: {1/1} Snowpaw
Warriors: {unlimited} Adriancrash
Appentices: {unlimited} Cherrypaw
Queens: {unlimited}
Kits: {unlimited}
Elders: {unlimited}
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Basically, this clan is made up of about three former clancats {Burntstar, Doveflight, and ---} and the cats kept as pets in the town. This town was once bustling with twoleg life until they disappeared for a reason unknown. Some believe the freedom of ownership is a blessing, while others see it as a curse. All in the clan have disposed of their collars {hanging them in the "Lost Oak"} and their kittypet names to adopt the ways of a clancat. If they did not wish to do that, they were cast off to either live alone or find new twolegs.
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Name: {can include old kittypet name and
Age: {in moons}
Gender:
Alliance: FencedClan
Rank: {desired rank, if hp, I can accept or deny}
Appearance:
Personality:
RP Sample: {unless I know you well enough to trust that you are good}
Anything Special?: {did you cat pick anything up from it's owner? can it read? can it tie knots? and I'd like no cats to do what burntstar does, and I'd like for only a few to read}
Belief: {does it think the loss of twolegs is good or bad? does it miss the humans?
Other: {one more spot for a clan cat. first come first serve, goes here with anything else you'd like to say.}
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OOC:
--This roleplay is semi-advanced and I'd love at least 8 sentences per RP post. Literacy is a MUST.
--I created it, and what I say goes.
-- No godmodding or powerplaying.
--If I find something else I need to add, I will.
IC:
--What the leader {or StarClan}says is law.
--No kit may leave the post office until it is an apprentice {or led by an HP cat}
--put 'I love pie' in your application if you've read thus far.
--A vigil must be held outside of the doors of the Diner.
--will add more if I can think of anything more.
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The Diner is a small restaurant that still has working lights {unknown how--but it is the only place in town left}. This is where food is stored and where meetings are held.
The Post Office is a building where queens and kits stay.
The Barn is located on a horse & cattle farm. Lots of mice running about! The medicine cat and the sick reside in the loft.
The Houses serve as dens for the warriors. Each house is set for a specific rank. {The one closest to the center of town is for the elders.}
The Chapel is where ceremonies are held.
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Name: Pearl Burntwhisker Burntstar
Age: 28 moons
Gender: she-cat // female
Alliance: FencedClan
Rank: Leader
Appearance: Short, white coat with patches of orange tabby. Her eyes are a soft amber/orange and reflect lots of emotion. She's slender in shape with a certain grace about her. She once had long whiskers, but burnt them off when failing with a match.
Personality: Burntstar is very soft in both speech and motion. She tries to be happy and keep the ones around her happy. If one is sad, she'll try everything she can to lift his spirits. But with good, there is bad. This she-cat has a very short temper and becomes very different when she's mad. She's fiery and vengeful. Apart from all that she's a huge flirt.
RP Sample: I trust myself enough. c:
Anything Special?: Can use matches. Not good at it.
Belief: Thinks the loss of humans is a good thing.
Other: c:
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