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  • i'm wide awake but i can't hear a sound {{private, tottw, proud

    The she-cat looked up at her sister, sprawled in the grass like a broken kit. She pulled herself to her feet and nuzzled her sister, twining the other she-cat's tail. "Great catch, Sky," Moon congratulated warmly. "You did beautifully." If she, a cat, could smile, she would be.


    In a flash, her ears shot forward. A little thought crept into her head. The mouse! Did the bird get it? She sprang away, ripping apart the twined tails, before saying another word to her sister, and stopped at the bird that'd obviously died. Moonlight didn't bother to look at the feathers, the ones she'd pointlessly torn out, laying in the grass not but a few tail-lengths away. Yes, the bird got it and she wouldn't have to go find it. "What now, healer?"


    The visionary looked forward to the night ahead. It was a full moon and the pair would groom one another and talk like they did as kits. It was always a night the she-cat looked forward to. It reminded her of when they really were kits.

  • {tribe of the tumbling waterfalls} roleplay


    [size=25pt]glow of moonlight on the water[/size]
    [ female | visionary | tribe of the tumbling waterfall ]


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    [justify]"Late?" Moonlight said in her soft tone. "I don't think a young cat'd be late for her first trip as head prey hunter. In fact, I think that's her right now."


    Instead of looking for the she-cat, he chocolate-furred visionary looked up at the sky. It was a crisp blue with some low and slow drifting clouds overhead. The sun was in its rise over the eastern skyline, meaning the day had just begun. Moonlight had only just noticed how cold it had gotten. Newleaf was late this year and the leafbare had been it's worst. The frost clung to any available surface. Fortunately, the frost was all that remained of the passing leafbare snows. Creatures that would soon become prey had just begun to creep out of their hiding places and woke up like the rest of the world after a long sleep in the snows.


    Overhead, in the cold sky, eagles and other large birds of prey circled, searching for something to call a meal. Little did they know that they, along with what they aimed to catch, would become another bit in the store of food for a tribe of wild cats.


    When the other she-cat arrived, Moonlight looked back down from the sky and focused her attention on the head prey-hunter. "Do not apologize, Northernlights," the visionary meowed. "We've only just arrived ourselves. You didn't keep us waiting too long." She smiled--in whatever way a cat could smile--and spoke again after a short pause. "Besides, being a few heartbeats late is better than not showing up at all," she joked--or rather, tried to.

    {c}Jinx

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  • WillowClan Sign-ups [feminist clan. all toms taken prisioner!]


    [size=25pt]shatteredglass[/size]
    { female | warrior | willowclan}


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    [justify]Username: Proud
    Display name: Proud
    Muse: 7/10
    Activity: 8/10
    Role-play sample: "Late?" Moonlight said in her soft tone. "I don't think a young cat'd be late for her first trip as head prey hunter. In fact, I think that's her right now."


    Instead of looking for the she-cat, he chocolate-furred visionary looked up at the sky. It was a crisp blue with some low and slow drifting clouds overhead. The sun was in its rise over the eastern skyline, meaning the day had just begun. Moonlight had only just noticed how cold it had gotten. Newleaf was late this year and the leafbare had been it's worst. The frost clung to any available surface. Fortunately, the frost was all that remained of the passing leafbare snows. Creatures that would soon become prey had just begun to creep out of their hiding places and woke up like the rest of the world after a long sleep in the snows.


    Overhead, in the cold sky, eagles and other large birds of prey circled, searching for something to call a meal. Little did they know that they, along with what they aimed to catch, would become another bit in the store of food for a tribe of wild cats.


    When the other she-cat arrived, Moonlight looked back down from the sky and focused her attention on the head prey-hunter. "Do not apologize, Northernlights," the visionary meowed. "We've only just arrived ourselves. You didn't keep us waiting too long." She smiled--in whatever way a cat could smile--and spoke again after a short pause. "Besides, being a few heartbeats late is better than not showing up at all," she joked--or rather, tried to.


    Name: Shatteredglass
    Gender: female
    Age: 15 moons
    Rank: warrior
    Appearance: A slenderly built she-cat with un-naturally long whiskers and is small in size. Her tail is of average length and her ears are of average size. Her coat is short in length but thick in fullness and is soft to the touch. The she-cat's coat is a lilac/cream in color and has tabby markings with no white spots whatsoever. Her nose and pawpads are brown and her eyes are a beautiful blue-green.
    Personality: Shatteredglass is a very proud cat with a noble air about her. But in reality, it's all just a show. She may be very quick and nimble on her feet, but she doesn't have a noble step in her gait. She's quite strong for a smaller sized cat, but she's even more powerful in her will. Her spirits aren't easily broken, and she can tend to keep the spirits of the clan cats around her up, too. She has a very soft spot for any cat in her clan. She's very talkative and outgoing--when she's not trying to act proud.
    Other: "horses are amazing!"


    {c}Jinx&Proud

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  • i'm wide awake but i can't hear a sound {{private, tottw, proud

    "The moon," she said the name like it was an old friend. "I talk about it like it's our own kin." The visionary chuckled, then gazed up at the sky. Perhaps the moon was their kin, or an old friend. It brought some, at least. When it was full and plump, it was round enough to bring along a spirit of one long lost. Perhaps it would bring their stillborn sister, warmly called Songbird, their mother, or even their father. Perhaps the moon could bring along one not loved, but never known.


    "Mama," the she-cat repeated the word warmly, feeling each emotion held within it. "How I miss her, sister. Perhaps she'll come see us tonight, yes. It's been too long." The she-cat lowered her eyes as the carried the mouse along, thinking about their lost kin. She also felt slightly ashamed of the lack of catch she'd brought back. A little less mouse killed hurt her pride more than she wanted it to. Without much joy, she threw the mouse on the pile after the bird landed with a soft thud.


    I should be happy, was her only thought. Tonight is our special night.

  • {can't create templates?}

    I'll be short and sweet with this, but I've had this problem that when I go to "create template," it directs me back to my profile page. I can get to my list of saved templates just fine, but it obviously doesn't want me to make more.


    I was thinking it could be I've reached the 'limit,' but I only have 2 saved templates, and that couldn't possible be the limit.


    So, does anyone have an answer//help?

  • {can't create templates?}

    Oh! That makes so much sense. c:
    I didn't expect the limit to be 2, but I'm fine with that. Thank you to the both of you for the swift and helpful answers.
    I appreciate it greatly~

  • Ｒｕｓｈｉｎｇ Ｒｉｖｅｒ Ｈｅｒｄ （Ｏｐｅｎ； Ｓｉｇｎ－Ｕｐ）

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    [size=2][color=black]Name: Unatsi (ou-nah-chee)
    Cherokee word for "snow"
    Nicknamed "Una" {ou-nah}
    Gender: female // mare
    Breed: wild horse {no defined breed}, shows some quarter horse traits, though
    Age: about 4 years
    Color: grey
    Markings: fleabitten
    Personality: Feral. She's more fight than flight and will get agitated easily. Knows this keeps her from finding any kind of closeness to another horse, but still craves closeness. Won't show her soft side, but it's there--somewhere. To hide her soft side, she plays as a tough mare who'll stand her ground {or even the ground of loved ones}. This doesn't mean she causes a fight for no reason, though.
    Mate/Children?: Not right now, but open to look for love.
    Rank: herd mare
    PasswordI'd say seal brown. Dark brown with some light brown in it. All brown.

  • {tribe of the tumbling waterfalls} roleplay

    [size=25pt]glow of moonlight on the water[/size]
    [ female | visionary | tribe of the tumbling waterfall ]


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    [justify]The visionary nodded towards her sister. "Indeed I do hope they'll watch over us in this hunt." The chocolate-pelted she-cat didn't think the tribe cats needed much aid in their hunt--prey had been running well lately--but she didn't want to kill the cats' luck right then.


    Moonlight stretched her own legs, itching to go on, but not wanting to rush the calico she-cat. But with no solid words from the head prey-hunter, Moonlight found it best for them to begin. "Let's get on with this. The sooner we head out, the sooner we'll find something." The visionary had begunt to drop her elevated speech of a high positioned cat and began to speak in her verbose speech that she'd adopted at birth. As a kit, she wasn't very quiet and spoke anywhere and of anything. Many times as a to-be, it'd cost her a little mouse or sparrow, but the she-cat never learned her lesson. "We don't want to just sit here and wait for the birds to fly our way," she joked. "I mean, we'll have to go find them. And it's now or never, dear sister." The she-cat forced a smile in order to not look like an idiot.


    She gave a little hop. It wasn't out of excitement but out of legs awaiting some kind of movement. She just wanted to get somewhere.[/justify]

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  • мαкє му cαмρ ρℓєαѕє

    Well, I'd make the layout first, and if you like it, you can base your price on that. I don't have a super specific price set in my head, so I'll let you base it on the quality {unless you get cheap on me}. c: I'll start on it soon.


    But before I do, I'll ask if you want an image in your header {like mine} or not. If you do, just link me something you like or tell me what you're looking for.

  • {post placement help}

    Another question from me. I feel bad to just keep asking them, but I don't want to mess anything up and be hated for a long time to come.


    This one is about a group. Let's say there was a clan that live in what was left of an abandoned town {you know like dens in houses, meetings in a building, the camp IS the town}. Would that go under "fan clans/tribes" board or under the "twoleg place" board?


    Or if there's a group already out there, direct me to it! c:

  • WillowClan [feminist clan][role-playing thread]

    "Daybreak?" Shatteredglass repeated the name. "I haven't seen her all day, but maybe she went out to find herbs? I wouldn't be surprised, she being a medicine cat and all." The she-cat nodded, proud of her answer. Now full of pride, she glanced over at the little kit who'd remarked on Luminousnight's words. "Says something then runs right off. It's a kit, I guess. Can't do much about 'em." The showboat of a she-cat shook her head, then turned her blue gaze towards the grey she-cat. "If you've got it with ya, I'll help you take it to the den. If not, I'd be happy to help you get it."


    As show-offy and as proud as she was, she did plan to take the time and help her clanmates out when they needed it. In her little world, she might be the center, but the clan always came first in priority. Because without a clan, there was no place for Shatteredglass.


    OOC: I haven't made a template for her yet, have I? Better get to that c:
    And guys, if Shattered makes some smart remark, don't take it to heart, she's a character and what she says doesn't mean anything about you. Just for future reference. c:

  • {fencedclan} sign-ups || open


    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.


    ___.___.___


    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}


    ___.___.___


    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.


    ___.___.___


    { image here }


    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.}


    ___.___.___


    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.


    ___.___.___


    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.


    ___.___.___




    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:


    [size=15pt][font=century]RP THREAD[/size]

  • {fencedclan} sign-ups || open

    Jinx: I edited a few things in the application, but as promised {for pushing me to post this c:} you are deputy. That spot is reserved for you. c: But I have to see the rest of your application when you've got time.


    Anyone Else: It's now open for anyone to join! If we get enough people, I'll start up a roleplay thread.