☢ FOGCLAN ☢ Once Tainted, Trying to Be Pure ☢ Roleplay Thread {Sign-Up Link Inside}

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    Palewhisker


    The pale tabby sat in the middle of camp, looking around her and determining what she could do for the Clan. She had been staying up rather late doing patrols, but she didn't really mind, just so long as she felt useful. She yawned slightly and stretched out her body, feeling the satisfying release of her aching muscles.


    Owlpaw


    Owlpaw had just woken up from his slumber, ready to start his day as eagerly as he could, while still feeling tired as heck. The spotted tom left the den and made his way to the fresh-kill pile for a little something he could snack on.

    Whiteshore emerged from the bushes into the camp's entrance, her fur a mess as usual, she never was the type to care for looks. Especially since she was rolled into the elders den, she might as well look the part. The she-cat envied the young, at least they had awhile before they were told "your too old" and were set aside. She shook the thoughts out of her head, she was troubled by something else, her mind was darting from thought to thought.

    She continued walking into camp, a small mouse dangled in her maw as she headed over to the fresh-kill pile. Sure, the clan probably didn't want her hunting, or walking outside of camp alone for that matter. Although Whiteshore knew she could handle herself, they could complain and nag at her all they want, StarClan themselves would approve of her leaving camp. She sighed, before finding a place to sun herself within the camp. //open



    //edit when you post on the wrong account.

    Redstripe


    The female padded into camp from going to get something to drink from the nearby river. She walked over to the warriors den and sat in the shade before looking over at Whiteshore. She smiled at her mother, thinking of her two brothers suddenly and hoping they were having a good day.

    KIPPERPAW  🐟

    ♂ ≀ Apprentice ≀ 7 Moons ≀ Love Interest: N/A ≀ Mentor: ?

    Open for interaction!


    QUICKSPIDER 🕷️ 

    ♀ ≀ Warrior ≀ 26 Moons ≀ Love Interest: Mountainfire≀ Apprentice: ?


    Open for interaction!


    GHOSTFOREST 👻

    ♂ ≀ Senior Warrior ≀ 102 Moons ≀ Love Interest: N/A ≀ Apprentice: ?


    Open for interaction!


    CYPRESSPAW 🌲

    ♀ ≀ Medicine Cat Apprentice≀ 10 Moons ≀ Love Interest: N/A ≀ Mentor: Fallenbird/Mountainfire


    Cypresspaw sat huddled in the medicine den, grudgingly sorting herbs with rough and uncaring paws. She was so tired of being here, stuck in the den that constantly smelled of must, old herbs, and sickness. Her sharp porcelains ground together, her thoughts not escaping her maw as she knew it would make her situation even worse. Though this, she made it evident that she very much resented her spot as a medicine cat apprentice. I was meant to be a warrior, not some dumb Medicine cat! she snarled in her head, a low grumbling growl escaping her. Her half-tail thumped along the hard stone floor, determination lingering in the white and brown-spotted molly's expression.

    Raising her right leg, she strained against the tension the scar that cut through the connecting skin and tissue, working to get it to its original flexibility before it was injured. But alas, her efforts failed, a yowl of pain being a result of the incompletely healed injury. A disgruntled huff left the apprentice as she stood and headed out of the den, her permanent limp now as noticeable as ever to her. Through her self-pity, she nearly missed the commotion happening between Fallenbird and Mountainfire. Were Fallenbird's kits coming?

    Her lip curled in disgust, her thoughts always being obvious through her expressions. Throughout her apprenticeship and overall knowing of Fallenbird, she clearly disapproved of her being pregnant. Even with there being multiple medicine cats, didn't she have a sense of duty to Fogclan? Her training and knowledge would be wasted on motherhood, which Cypresspaw saw as unfair to the clan. It didn't mind her at all if she was the only one who felt this way, but it remained clear where she stood on the matter as she briskly avoided the scene and trudged towards the camp entrance.

    Blackice stepped out of her shaded area and went to the center of camp. She looked around for anyone that was left in camp and huffed quietly. She shook her head and sat down slowly. She stared up at the sky humming as she waited for the others to return.

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    OOC: So is Fallenbird giving birth?

    My Leader

    Leopardstar



    My Warriors

    Nightfrost (Apprentice: Redpaw)
    Deerhollow
    Mapleflame (Apprentice: Kestrelpaw)
    Longface
    Robinwing
    Cardinalfur






    My Apprentice

    Bristlepaw







    Ooc I believe so yes hehe Scarletfox


    Redstripe


    She turned her attention to her brothers "hey guys!" She purred happily to them. She looked at Cardinalfur "how are you today??" She asked sweetly. Her red marked pelt seemed to glow in the sun.


    Skyfire


    The silver deputy looked up to the trees thinking about the best places to hunt during the day, then looking back to Longface as she thought about it


    ♡---- skeletonstar

    molly - twenty-five moons - leader [9/9 lives] - scent;; strawberry+mint - interaction; open

    skeletonstar watched the commotion in the medicine den, a part of her slightly bothered that one of their medicine cats had gotten pregnant. she wouldn’t say anything about it, of course, nor would her expressions show what she truly felt. however, her nose twitched slightly with slight annoyance and skeletonstar had to turn away and focus her gaze on something else, simply to distract her mind from the irritation she felt.



    //open for interaction

    Also i forgot to ask, but was niamh ever accepted ? :0



    ♡----rowankit

    molly - five moons - kitten - scent;; sweet caramel apples - interaction; x

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    ♡----niamh

    molly - three moons - kitten - scent;; soft lavender and pine - interaction; x

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    Tigerlily watched from a distance as the medicine cats den began to grow clustered with commotion, the slim she-cat perked her ears up, trying to catch what was all being said along with the noises to picture what was going on within her mind. She couldn't help but be a little shocked no one had really spoken out in anger about a medicine cat holding kits. She had little to no information either on how the medicine cat even manged to... well, wind up in such a situation. Medicine cats have an oath or something right? Like warriors? To not break the code? Wouldn't breaking the code to a medicine cat be more humiliating then a warrior doing so since they are the closest to StarClan? She would never know, and it wasn't her place. The tabby sighed before getting up and walking away to the fresh-kill to gulp down a small piece of prey. //open


      The elders gaze was quickly directed over to Redstripe, her daughter as she neared her. She gave her small nod before the rest of her kits made their way quickly on over to her like a swarm of bees. Cardinalfur was as cheerful as ever, she gave him a soft smile, "Good morning, Cardinal." The older she-cat greeted back, her head shifted to see Robinwing trailing right behind his brother. She purred, she loved seeing her kits all together, they had all grown into fine warriors. She was proud of them all. "Morning Robinwing, I slept fine, I've been getting blessed with wonderful dreams recently. I haven't slept so well in ages.", She meowed. Flicking her tail motioning for Robinwing to come sit closer to her. "Isn't it odd no one has muttered a word about Fallenbird? Not a single rumor of the she-cat getting punished. Ridiculous isn't it?" She nearly hissed, before pausing and giving her son an apologetic look. "Sorry, you know me. I have extremely strong morals and opinions, don't let my harsh words stray you from telling me about what you think about this. Although I think its beyond acceptable. The clan refuses to let a cat a moon past one hundred to keep their position in the can, not even drop to a warrior. Which isn't even part of the code, but when a medicine cat bares kits its acceptable? The clan better bet if nothings said I'll have something to say about it. Fallenbird is a medicine cat, and unless StarClan comes down here and tells us that medicines having kits are acceptable I will not tolerate it.' She growled, casting a sharp glance over to the medicine cats den with a scoff. Her cold gaze became warm as she looked back over at Robinwing, "Well, what do you think about all of this?"

    OOC: Yes she was!

    My Warriors

    Robinwing
    Cardinalfur

    Redstripe


    the young cat huffed "oh dreadfully dull, with the acception of Fallenbird making it a bit more lively, in both a good and a bad way, that is" she purred with amusement "honestly, i'd rather fight a fox than sit in camp all day" she said sweetly "Actually... no i wouldn't" she laughed quietly


    Tigersoul


    "Well, be our guest" she interjected playfully after giving the wet moss to Fallenbird. "good day, you four" she said smiling gently to the group " please do refrain from hunting foxes, please" she purred.


    quickly dropping in an apology for my grammar.

    Whiteshore gave her son a small playful shove with her paw, before returning it to the front of her chest where she laid. "Perhaps I am." She paused, chuckling. When she was younger she never imagined herself being an elder, or at very least one who was mad crazy over the clans morals. She hoped she didn't sound too much like an elder. "I suppose there isn't much to be said, but dropping in and at least telling Fallenbird we don't appreciate it and show our neighbors we still stand by the word of StarClan. Sure, shes a great medicine cat, but there are punishments that can be given that wont distract her too dearly from her duties. Besides, she has help.'

      

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    Mountainfire

    - Male - 34 moons - Medicine cat - Apprentice: - Crush: open! - Interaction:Fallenbird BrokenThings Tigersoul gousse98  

    Mountainfire shook his head as she insisted she was alright and it was just a practice, he watched her crumble down to the ground again," When are you gonna learn, that I'm right?" he chuckled teasing her slightly so that she would lighten up a bit and not stress about the birthing." now you need to holds till while you have contractions, we don't want to hurt those precious things." he turned toward the entrance and called out to Tigersoul," could you get me some moss soaked in water?" he asked the she cat his eyes blinking at her.



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    Cricketpaw

    - Female - 9 moons - Apprentice - Mentor:Scarletriver - Crush: Redpaw - Interaction: Scarletriver Akira In BloodClan  

    Cricketpaw nodded to her mentors question picking up her prey, walking alongside her mentor. She began to head back to camp her held high in triumph of her catch.



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    Winterstorm

    - Male - 25 moons - Warrior - Apprentice: Rosepaw - Crush: open! - Interaction OPENQ!

    Almost all my cats are open for interactions

    Bump! All my charries are open for interaction c:


    KIPPERPAW  🐟

    ♂ ≀ Apprentice ≀ 7 Moons ≀ Love Interest: N/A ≀ Mentor: ?

    The muted buzz of clan activity brought a mound of creamy white fur and legs tumbling out of the apprentices den. You wouldn't know it at first, but there was an actual cat under that mass of downy fur, with huge yale blue hues flashing every once and a while to prove it. Soft-padded paws trotted eagerly through the cave-like camp, almost too quiet to draw any attention. Was that what he was going for? A quick slip out of camp before anyone noticed? Only the young, inexperienced mind of Kipperpaw knew that.

    It was just over a moon since the tom had been apprenticed, and he let everyone remain aware through his typical new-apprentice spiel of acting as if he was already a warrior destined for greatness. Though this, he still kept like a curious feline and tried to take the world into his own paws and explore whenever possible. Would now be that time again to roam the territory?

    Ears pricked and swiveling as his eyes worked in unison looking out for his clanmates, Kipperpaw headed for the camp entrance.



    QUICKSPIDER 🕷️ 

    ♀ ≀ Warrior ≀ 26 Moons ≀ Love Interest: Mountainfire≀ Apprentice: ?


    Tucked snugly in her moss-lined nest, tail covering her nose, Quickspider remained dead to the world. As always, the overly-energetic and boisterous molly was the last up. It was as if she needed to refuel the masses of energy she used up each day by partaking in a seemingly endless slumber.

    Alas, she couldn't lay unconscious forever. Ever so slightly her eyelids crept open, her blue and amber dichroic optics just barely noticeable against the darkness of the warriors den. A quick scan of her gaze let her be aware that once again she was one of the last few up. Typical, everyone's too busy to enjoy their nests. Mentally, she laughed to herself and promptly rose from her nest, quickly making a b-line for the fresh-kill pile for a nice meal to start her day.



    GHOSTFOREST 👻

    ♂ ≀ Senior Warrior ≀ 102 Moons ≀ Love Interest: N/A ≀ Apprentice: ?


    Taller than the ferns and brush he seemed to float by, Ghostforest roamed the grounds as he did most of his day. Unfortunately, sleep for him wasn't enjoyed as much as it was for his fellow clanmates as he found himself restless and unable to be confined in the dens for longer than a few hours. He'd never confide in the medicine cats for something to help him, that would keep him from the ability to enjoy the gentle sounds of the night without anyone disturbing it.

    After both his parents died, the male found spending time in nature to be a way to connect with his father, Archwind. He always took Ghostforest out for a night walk, no matter the weather or how tired they both were. It was tranquil and sad at the same moment as Archwind dedicated this nightly ritual to his deceased mate, Treefoot. It was a way to teach Ghostforest about his mother since she passed shortly after his birth. --

    Those long legs brought Ghostforest towering over his clanmates, making him feel ostracized in a way, which was a key reason he kept in the forest rather than mingle. He found it hard to relate to his younger counterparts. Being old, but not old enough to be an elder made him seem like a bag of achy bones to the newer warriors. They reigned over Fogclan now, his friends and fellow senior warriors already passed in their own ways, giving the new generation majority. He had no idea how to be a young feline anymore.



    CYPRESSPAW 🌲

    ♀ ≀ Medicine Cat Apprentice≀ 10 Moons ≀ Love Interest: N/A ≀ Mentor: Fallenbird/Mountainfire


    Cypresspaw sat huddled in the medicine den, grudgingly sorting herbs with rough and uncaring paws. She was so tired of being here, stuck in the den that constantly smelled of must, old herbs, and sickness. Her sharp porcelains ground together, her thoughts not escaping her maw as she knew it would make her situation even worse. Though this, she made it evident that she very much resented her spot as a medicine cat apprentice. I was meant to be a warrior, not some dumb Medicine cat! she snarled in her head, a low grumbling growl escaping her. Her half-tail thumped along the hard stone floor, determination lingering in the white and brown-spotted molly's expression.

    Raising her right leg, she strained against the tension the scar that cut through the connecting skin and tissue, working to get it to its original flexibility before it was injured. But alas, her efforts failed, a yowl of pain being a result of the incompletely healed injury. A disgruntled huff left the apprentice as she stood and headed out of the den, her permanent limp now as noticeable as ever to her. Through her self-pity, she nearly missed the commotion happening between Fallenbird and Mountainfire. Were Fallenbird's kits coming?

    Her lip curled in disgust, her thoughts always being obvious through her expressions. Throughout her apprenticeship and overall knowing of Fallenbird, she clearly disapproved of her being pregnant. Even with there being multiple medicine cats, didn't she have a sense of duty to Fogclan? Her training and knowledge would be wasted on motherhood, which Cypresspaw saw as unfair to the clan. It didn't mind her at all if she was the only one who felt this way, but it remained clear where she stood on the matter as she briskly avoided the scene and trudged towards the camp entrance.


    Bluepaw padded out of the apprentices den after she had replaced some of her den mate's stale and dry bedding moss. She looked around camp for anything interesting to do or at least someone she could sit with. The gray she cat wondered if her mentor had thought about taking her hunting later in the day or if she was to just work inside the camp, which she hoped wouldn't be the case. Bluepaw's tail swished her tail back and forth before padding around camp, she glanced inside the elders den and saw Charmbird, she smiled before padding into the den "Hello Charmbird, is there anything i can do for you?" she asked politely.

    Yellowtail - queen - crush/ mate: open - kits: Snowykit - tags: open

    OPEN



    Snowykit - kit - crush/mate: n/a - mentor: n/a - tags: open

    OPEN


    Tatteredpaw - apprentice - crush/mate: open - mentor: Skyfire - tags: open

    OPEN



    Whitelightning - warrior - crush/mate: open - apprentice: n/a - tags: open

    OPEN


    Cosmospetal - warrior - crush/mate: Thunderlight (adotable) - apprentice: Twigpaw - tags: open

    OPEN


    Lightningwolf - warrior - crush/mate: open - apprentice: Minnowpaw - tags: Minnowpaw


    He sit down smilling to his apprentice when Minnowpaw got to the fresh kill pile. Grooming his fur he patiently waited the younger cat do finish his meal so they could go out to do some todays trainings.


    Charmbird - elder - crush/mate: Swiftrunner (adotable) - apprentice: n/a - tags: Bluepaw


    She looked toward the cat who was entered into the elders den "Bluepaw right?" she meowed silently stooding up to sit. She gived a quick licks to her frontpaws before looked at the she- apprentice again "hmm...little forest walk does sounds good to me, if you want to come with me?" she meowed softy.