Boulderclan (open)

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    If you want to be in this clan, it helps if you fill out a form like this:
    Name:
    Rank wanted:
    Description:
    History:
    Mate/crush:
    Other (not required, just optional):


    I am Boulderstar!

    Hey
    Name: Beepelt
    Rank: queen
    Description: black cat with yellow spots and blue eyes
    History: escaped from Scarclan after being captured by two legs, ran away to Boulderclan
    Mate/crush: LONG STORY SEE HISTORY
    Kits: Moonkit, Lionkit, Beekit
    Other

    Name:Rosewing
    Rank wanted:queen
    Description:dark tabby with frosty eyes
    History:was the medicine cat of Oakclan but ran away when she got pregnant because medicine cats can't get pregnant
    Mate/crush:loner named Rock is an ex mate/coming soon
    Other (not required, just optional):

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    Name: Stormpaw/Moonshine


    Rank wanted: apprentice/warrior


    Description: Long-furred, dark gray tom with ice blue eyes and a long tail.
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    Very beautiful, silvery white she-cat with short-length fur, small paws, and pretty purple eyes.


    History: Stormpaw doesn't know or remember any of his family members. At the age of two moons, he was abandoned inside Boulderclan's territory and was found by a passing patrol, mewling hungrily. They brought him back and was named as one of the clan's inhabitants.
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    Being the only one to survive in her litter, Moonshine was raised by her mother after her father died of greencough during leaf-bare. When she was five moons old, her mother, Berrytail, was killed by a band of rouges. Due to growing up in a world of grieve and sadness, she keeps to herself and rarely tells her feelings to others. If she trusts someone enough, she may just tell them her problems.


    Mate/crush: ..female apprentice from Moonclan/likes Boulderstar


    Other (not required, just optional):

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    OOC: The Boulderclan camp is a somewhat large hollow with boulders encircling it. The neighboring clans are Flameclan (to the west), and Moonclan (to the north).
    Oh, and I don't want to be just Boulderstar. So:
    Name: Reedfur
    Rank wanted: warrior
    Description: Brown tom with ginger stripes and amber eyes.
    Can be very social or will keep to himself, depending on what mood he's in.
    History: He is a half-clan cat. His mother was in Boulderclan and his father was in Moonclan. For that, his clanmates sometimes shun him.
    Mate/crush: none

    Stormpaw sat down beside the Apprentice's Den, his ears twitching as he watched his clanmates walking past. He flicked his tail and laid it over his paws, a little bored. If he weren't an apprentice, he would have been out hunting by himself to pass the time, but apprentices were not allowed to leave camp without a warrior accompanying him. His paws itched to do something by himself, something that was useful of course.
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    Moonshine curled her tail as she licked a paw. She blinked her eyes and laid down on her belly, swiping her tongue over her forearms in an attempt to get rid of some sticky mud. Earlier, while hunting, she had chased after a tasty looking rabbit, but had slipped and let it escape. Luckily, she had made up for losing the rabbit by catching three plump mice and a juicy vole. Her silky pelt glistened in the sunlight as she finished up her grooming, spitting out some dirt that had made its way in between her toes.

    Name:Flamepelt/Songheart/Smallear. Rank:Warrior/queen/Elder. Looks: a black and grey tom/a white and tan she-cat with pink eyes/a calico tom with a torn ear. History:Flamepelt is Songhearts brother, and protects her with every inch of his life/Songheart is the younger sister of Flamepelt. She cherishs his loyalty/ Smallear is the father of Songheart and Flamepelt, loving them deeply. When his mate sied, he left with his kits.

    The young tom yawned and eyed the entrance of the camp, contemplating on what he would do. After a few moments of thinking, Stormpaw got up and stalked around the clearing until he came to the main entrance. He looked over his shoulder before exiting camp, his ears pulled back.
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    Moonshine saw a dark gray pelt out of the corner of her eye and looked up, flattening her ears when she realized that it was Stormpaw. He didn't seem to have a warrior with him. The she-cat got up, shook her fur out, and padded after the apprentice.

    Flamepelt and Smallear gathered fresh kill, while Songheart groomed and got some herbs." For the ed cat."

    name: featherpaw
    rank wanted: mediccine cat apprentice
    descriptioon: black and white she-cat with green eyes she is kind and hardworking. and she is a great medicine cat. she is very friendly.
    history: she was born in boulderclan but her father died from a dog
    mate/crush: none/ open

    featherpaw padded into the camp with her mouth filled with herbs. she looked at stormpaw and dipped her head and padded away and brought the herbs to the medicine cats fen.

    "Featherpaw. follow me. Songhearts gonna have kits soon!" Flamepelt said nudging the apprentice.

    featherpaw looked at flamepelt startled. "ok im coming." she mewed. she grabbed some herbs and poppyseeds and dashed intothe nursery.

    Stormpaw nervously dipped his head to Featherpaw as he passed her. After a few moments, he had the uneasy feeling that someone was following him. Sprinting ahead, he turned and silently slipped into a small pond, the water washing away his scent. He leaped out and looked around. He saw a few bushes and ran over to them, using them as cover to hide from whoever was after him.
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    Moonshine kept her pace slow and steady, her nose twitching as she continued to follow the gray cat's smell. She turned to her right and suddenly came to a small pond. Stormpaw's scent stopped here. But, where could he have gone? Lowering her face to the ground, the she-cat sniffed at the soil around the water, thinking. With a lash of her tail, she turned and walked back to camp, her ears flickering suspiciously as she intently listened for the sound of paw steps behind her.

    Songheart layed in a nest wincing.(im just gonna say wat the look like, not when she kits.)
    Brown tabby tom with a white spot on his chest,
    Silver tabby she kit with white paws,
    black tom with white paws.

    Rosewing went out to hunt. She came back with two sparrows and a mouse. She decided to share one of the sparrows with someone. Rosewing was not sure who, though.