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Bethany's eyes slowly slid open, her catlike pupils drinking in the near blackness around her. A faint smile touched her lips at the dawn of a new night. She looked down to the grounds of the park thirty or so feet below her. An easy hop for her. She stood from the shelter she had made in the cluster if maples and oak trees, sprang off of the branch, and dropped light as a feather to the ground, landing on the balls of her feet with a grace unknown to all other beings. She stretched out the kinks in her muscles, flexing them as she did so, and began her nightly hunt. Her neon blue eyes reflected the glow of a street lamp that was flashing as if about t die for good. She paused in her prowlingt consider smashing it in, even if there wasn't a good reason for it. She reached a clawed hand out to begin the climb when a much more enticing thing caught her eye. A human girl. Bethany grinned widely, stifling a growl as she set of to hunt her newest catch. "Hello there!" she called out in a voice full of honeyed poison. Her eyes still shimmered blue, dark and cattish, though the neon color remained. "are you...lost?" she asked, flashing a smile. Her fangs remained concealed...for now.

Mist flattened her ears against the din of battle sounds. Her eyes flashed angrily at the skull cats as they flashed past her, screeches of battle emanating from them and their eyes glinting in hatred. She growled viscous lay, claws flexing in and out in agitation. She wanted nothing more than to destroy these heartless cats who dared attack her clan and tarnish their name.the urge to fight overtook her and she whipped her head back and forth in search of a suitable enemy to fight.

Mist-Tribe-no kill
Freeze-tribe-no kill
Adderdash-skull-no kill

Bethany stopped in front of the girl as she turned to face her. "No," she responded, then stopped talking. Bethany guessed she had seen the glow of her eyes. Smiling wickedly, she allowed her fangs to slide out, top and bottom eight glinting in the light. "Oh," she said. "Well then, if you can find your way home from here, I'm sure you wouldn't mind a little side detour." grin widening, Bethany reach out a clawed hand to grab at the girls arm, her glowing blue eyes never leaving those of the girl before her.

Larchpaw brightened at the thought of training. Even if it meant picking ticks from the elders, training was still fun most of the time. He nodded excitedly, rushing to join Frostwing. He bounced on his paws, eager to be going out of camp for the time being. "Where will we be going?" he asked, only half paying attention to the answer.

Bethany was surprised at how quickly and strongly the young woman reacted to her attempts of capture. Her hand was knocked off of the girls arm and Bethany felt a dull stinging build in her foot as the girl stepped on it quite forcefully. Growling angrily in a feral tone, Bethany pulled at her foot, trying to get it out from underneath the shoe of the human. She whipped her head up, deciding to cut to the chase. Stretching her mouth wide, she twisted her head and tried to nip at the girls throat, hoping to catch her off guard and get a small taste of her blood.

Larchpaw waved his tail happily, forcing his excitement down. "Okay!" he chattered in a thrilled voice. "Maybe we'll find the blackbird!" he said. "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. There's this blackbird nesting in the forest by the Owl Tree. It tried to claw off Foxpaw's ears since we were trots tossing tree climbing. It was SO awesome!" he said, stopping t take a breath and to pause in his constant babbling. He wiggled his whiskers in his glee and started to follow Frostwing out of camp. "How was you apprenticeship? I mean, did you like it?"

Swiftrain glanced up as she heard Lynxstar's voice echo out over the camp. She hesitated before standing and stretching three of her legs before shaking out her fur and limping towards the meeting place. Though the evening provided mild weather and prey still ran well enough, she still felt that something was amiss. The meeting felt as if it was important, and very much so, not that any meetings in the past had not been. There was so much to be done, being outside of the rest of SunClan, but it was all necessary for the cats here to get by. Of late, nothing had been easy.

Mist turned in time to see a paw rushing towards her. Enough time to see, but not to evade. They raked through her fur, missing the skn but ripping off a respectable amount of grey tufts. She snarled in a mix of pain and fury, leaping forward and dropping her weight to her back paws, rearing up to aim a low swipe at Ares.

Swiftrain nodded to herself at the words Lynxstar spoke. They held more truth than Swiftrain cared to acknowledge. She didn't want to have to think about what would happen when things got harder.

To be honest, Swiftrain was quite startled by the sudden decision to make the apprentices warriors. she had no disapproval of the choice made, but saw how it would be helpful to strengthening this small, hardened group of cats. As she surveyed each of the apprentices, she felt sure that they had been under the most stress of late. They were all fairly young when they joined this part of SunClan, and Swiftrain felt that they all deserved a break from their training and the difficulties that came with living this way. Even if it was a break only for a small amount of time. As Lynxstar questioned the mentors on their apprentices training, as was customary, she followed each report with a proud gaze.

These cats would become the biggest aid to SunClan in the coming moons, she couldn't deny. It was the one report she heard that surprised her most, Pepperpaw's. Her mentor, Mustangheart, declared that she wasn't fully ready to become a warrior. Swiftrain wondered briefly at what reasons he might have, but let quiet. Whatever they were, she trusted his judgement. It was important that every cat in the group sitting here before their leader could trust each other, in her opinion. It made for a strong clan and a stronger individual. Having doubts about any cat in here, especially by more than one, could be disastrous.

Larchpaw opened his mouth to explain the location of the nest, but instead leaped up in surprise, his four puffing up in surprise as a she-cat darted in front of them and up a tree. He forced himself to relax as he craned his neck up to see where she had gone. As he scanned the branches, a paw flashed out and captured a mouse a few branches below. He caught a glimpse of her face and was unable to recognise her, although he assumed she was friendly since she was hunting nearby them but not clawing their ears off as of now. He subconsciously shuffled closer to Frostwing for protection, still glancing up at the she-cat in wonderment.

Eternalclan is a clan of cats that have abilities unlike any other normal cats. Some have wings, others can predict or control weather, and some can do any range of things with their minds. No matter how diverse they are, they all share on trait: they are immortal, and eternally youthful. This gift is said to have been bestowed on them by the Clan of Lost Souls, the cats of their clan who had died, their version of Starclan. These cats were forced to stay in their skies after the living cats moved away. Their parting gift was eternal youth. The scars of time are healed by the spirit cats so that the living ones would have the time and memory to come back and find the Clan of Lost Souls.

Note: If your cat controls weather or elements, keep it controlled. They can't change what the forecast is for the whole forest, but they can flood the camp if they wanted to.

Also, the cats can only die of major, major injury. Things that a human vet couldn't fix. Because they do not die often, ranks are switched every winter to give all of the cats experience and opportunity. The only ranks left untouched are leader and medicine cat, as not all cats have the required training to heal or to lead a whole clan right away.

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My Charries:

Name: Swiftstar
Age: 48 moons (4 years)
Gender: male
Appearance: black tom with blurred white streaks, as if there was smudges of white on his fur. He has large white wings tipped in black.
Personality: cheerful and kind. He is very down-to-earth and often plays with the kits and apprentices. He is still able to be serious and plan things out when it is needed.
Powers/abilities: can run very quickly, up to 120 miles per hour. He can also fly at these speeds.
Rank: leader
History: born into EternalClan
Other: none

Name: Flightfall
Age: 35 moons
Gender: female
Appearance: yellow-orange she-cat with blue eyes. Large claws and saber fangs. Black stripes and white dashes on her haunches and face.
Personality: quiet and reserved. Highly intelligent and likes to think a lot and solve puzzles. She likes to keep to herself at times, while other times she is bright, happy, and very sociable. She can be a flirt as well when she feels like it.
Powers/abilities: Can see thoughts + sense intentions, and control electricity.
Rank: warrior
History: born into eternalclan
Other: none

Leader: Swiftstar- black tom with white streaked-fur and large white wings tipped in black.
Deputy:
Medicine Cat:
Med. Cat Apprentice:

Warriors:
Flightfall- yellow-orange she-cat w/ saber fangs. Black and white markings.

Apprentices:

Mentors:

Kits:

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Larchpaw cocked his head in curiosity as he switched his gaze from Frostwing to the she-cat, Echo. They seemed to know each other well enough, so Larchpaw assumed that this Echo wasn't a hostile cat, nor a ThinderClan enemy.

Loathe to give up her prey, Bethany released Brooklen's neck, but maintained a firm hold on her standings here. Her neon eyes flickered first in disdainful anger, and then in curiosity as more and more people and vampires appeared. She glanced around at everyone, giving them a quick once-over, then turning to Brooklen and with a quick flick of her wrist, wiped the small dot of blood away from her throat and turned away once more.

To join Eternalclan, click here:link to joining thread

You do not have to wait to be accepted to roleplay here.

Swiftstar lay in the middle of camp, quietly watching the sun as the last rays appeared over the distant hills and it shone at its full light, the glowing orange dazzling against the rapidly disappearing navy skies. A sigh escaped him. The new clan had so much to live for. A plentiful territory, an endless life of joy, and the life they had come to love. He wrapped his tail around his forepaws, purring faintly.

Eternalclan is a clan of cats that have abilities unlike any other normal cats. Some have wings, others can predict or control weather, and some can do any range of things with their minds. No matter how diverse they are, they all share on trait: they are immortal, and eternally youthful. This gift is said to have been bestowed on them by the Clan of Lost Souls, the cats of their clan who had died, their version of Starclan. These cats were forced to stay in their skies after the living cats moved away. Their parting gift was eternal youth. The scars of time are healed by the spirit cats so that the living ones would have the time and memory to come back and find the Clan of Lost Souls.

Note: If your cat controls weather or elements, keep it controlled. They can't change what the forecast is for the whole forest, but they can flood the camp if they wanted to.

Also, the cats can only die of major, major injury. Things that a human vet couldn't fix. Because they do not die often, ranks are switched every winter to give all of the cats experience and opportunity. The only ranks left untouched are leader and medicine cat, as not all cats have the required training to heal or to lead a whole clan right away.

You can go straight to the roleplay thread after posting in this thread. link to roleplay thread

Joining form:
Code: [Select]
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Powers/abilities:
Rank:
History:
Other:

My Charries:

Name: Swiftstar
Age: 48 moons (4 years)
Gender: male
Appearance: black tom with blurred white streaks, as if there was smudges of white on his fur. He has large white wings tipped in black.
Personality: cheerful and kind. He is very down-to-earth and often plays with the kits and apprentices. He is still able to be serious and plan things out when it is needed.
Powers/abilities: can run very quickly, up to 120 miles per hour. He can also fly at these speeds.
Rank: leader
History: born into EternalClan
Other: none

Name: Flightfall
Age: 35 moons
Gender: female
Appearance: yellow-orange she-cat with blue eyes. Large claws and saber fangs. Black stripes and white dashes on her haunches and face.
Personality: quiet and reserved. Highly intelligent and likes to think a lot and solve puzzles. She likes to keep to herself at times, while other times she is bright, happy, and very sociable. She can be a flirt as well when she feels like it.
Powers/abilities: Can see thoughts + sense intentions, and control electricity.
Rank: warrior
History: born into eternalclan
Other: none

Leader: Swiftstar- black tom with white streaked-fur and large white wings tipped in black.
Deputy:
Medicine Cat:
Med. Cat Apprentice:

Warriors:
Flightfall- yellow-orange she-cat w/ saber fangs. Black and white markings.

Apprentices:

Mentors:

Kits:

Bethany flicked her eyes back and forth one last time, then slipped off into the darkness. Once more, she was in search of a waiting opportunity.

Larchpaw's eyes were stretched wide. His first battle had not yet come and gone: he was standing in the middle of it. His silvery eyes took in the scenes around him in near awe. He hissed softly at himself, shaking away his momentary stunned reaction. His head still rang with fear, even as he selected an opponent from the fray. Sheathing his claws, he bounded towards Wasppaw, seeing her ignoring the pro clan cats in trouble.

[color=rgb(74, 73, 69)][size=x-small]Name: Felix
rank: medcat
Gender: male
look: Black with smokygrey spots on his chest and back. White tail tip. [/size][/color]