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  • SEARCHING WHERE THE LEAVES DON'T GROW - a character gallery


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    WAVECRASHER ![hr][/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; font-size:17pt; opacity:0.9; color:black; font-family:georgia; text-align:center;]AND AS FAR AS WE GO[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; font-size:17pt; opacity:0.7; color:black; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; margin-top:-8px;]AND HOW LITTLE WE KNOW .[/fancypost]



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    » ORIGINAL NAME « waves on the seashore
    » CHIEFTAIN NAME « wavecrasher
    » LOYALTY « the tribe of fallen stars (tofs)


    » NICKNAMES « waves, crasher, chief, chief crasher


    » AGE « 7 years, 84 moons
    » GENDER « male
    » RANK « chieftain
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    » LOOKS « an average sized tom, he isn't very bulky but isn't quite lithe. he has an average build, slightly more on the muscular side of the scale. he has a somewhat intimidating stare, and has a much stronger bite than a bark. his tail is on the relatively short side, but is extremely fluffy. he looks cute, but don't be fooled.
    » EYES « yellowish-green, hazel
    » HAIR « medium length to long
    » HEIGHT « 9.1 inches/23.1 cm (somewhat shorter than most)
    » WEIGHT « 8.5 lbs/3.9 kgs
    » BODY MODIFICATIONS « mainly decorated with paints, flowers, feathers, and other items found on the beach. he has a feathery headdress he wears during important ceremonies and when addressing the tribe as a whole.
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    » OUTLOOK ON THEMSELF « he doesn't think of himself. he makes choices based on what is best for the tribe, and sometimes forgets to take care of himself and to relax. he truly views his tribe as his family, and pushes himself to the brink sometimes.
    » LIFESTYLE « chief crasher usually tries to walk everyday, to keep in shape. lazing around just because he's chieftain sets a bad example for everyone else. he hunts, fishes, and patrols the border every now and then, just like everyone else. he's also usually right up front in the action during battles, and keeps himself involved with his tribemates.
    » DREAMS « he wants the tribe of fallen stars to be it's best - everyone helping each other, loyalty to the tribe, and eventually he hopes to expand the territory even further.
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    » NOTABLE TRAITS «
    positive;;
    - bright outlook towards the future
    - trusts his tribemates
    - protects members of the tribe with his life
    - loving, like a father
    - thinks before he speaks


    negative;;
    - extremely angry when his trust is betrayed
    - occasionally beats around the bush
    - forgets to take care of himself
    - gets sick easily


    » PERSONALITY « wavecrasher is like a father. he treats kits like his own, sees warriors as his brethren, and treasures the members of his tribe. he hates, however, being betrayed. it's the one thing that could possibly make him snap at another tribe member. other than that, he's the nicest tomcat you'll ever meet.


    when chief has a crush on another cat, it's almost too obvious. he'll ask you to come for walks with him, go hunting with him, and he'll generally want to be in your vicinity. he's a big, mushy teddy bear, and he's almost too cute. [ don't tell him i said that ] once it's clear you have feelings back, he'll almost immediately confess. if you reject him, he'll be heartbroken, but he'll recover eventually. if you accept him, he'll be a big ball of happiness and he'll be one of the most loyal mates you ever have. he would never, ever raise his paw to harm any of his mates. and when he says 'i love you', he means it.


    when chief is mad, it's like a 180. he goes from a friendly, happy dad figure, to a frightening, intimidating figure. he could almost be seen as an executioner himself - threatening tones, burning gazes - you do not want to make this tom mad. he would fillet you in seconds - or he would just hand you over to the executioners to have them handle you themselves.


    when he's upset, you can barely notice it. he keeps his happy look, but you can tell something's wrong. it's like his face is smiling, but his eyes aren't. and no matter how many times you ask him what's wrong, he won't answer. nope. behind closed doors, he's a mess. he sobs, whimpers - and whoever's close enough to him to get to see that is a very, very special cat. only his mates or his advisors ever see him in that kind of state. occasionally his best friends, but he was taught to keep his sadness locked away.

    » HISTORY « waves was born to two loners, long dead at this point. they actually died when he was still little - around 9 moons old. barely past apprentice age. so the little tomcat had to continue to raise himself. he got mixed up with a bad group of rouges - they beat him up, did disgusting things to him, and treated him like absolute garbage. he was just a toy to them, and they did whatever they pleased to him. it disgusted him, how they viewed him.


    and then, out of nowhere, one of the rouges stood up against the others, and an all-out-civil war began. that rouge's name was feather. feather had gotten somewhat attached to waves - and waves had gotten attached to feather. eventually, after the war ended, waves and feather fell in love. the two decided to make a new group - they left the forest with a ragtag group of cats and made their way to the cliffs nearby. they found the perfect area to start a group. when they arrived there in the late night, the stars in the sky there glittered brightly, as if they were greeting the two cats. welcoming them to their new home. and thus, the tribe was born.


    eventually, feather, who had changed her name to dovewing (dove's call) was pregnant with kits. wavecrasher was ecstatic. they prepared a nest for dovewing in the nursery, and the two came up with names for their soon-to-be-birthed kits. but it was not meant to be. leafbare hit - and so did greencough. the sea was relentlessly cold, the warm seabreezes that were there for them throughout leaf-fall were gone. dovewing fell ill with greencough, and died before she could give birth. wavecrasher was heartbroken. it seemed as though all he loved was gone.


    » FEARS « death, betrayal, losing his kits or any kits
    » DISORDERS « ptsd (from his abusers)
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    » PARENTS « npc xx npc
    » SIBLINGS « none


    » SEXUALITY « bisexual, polyamorous/polygamous
    » LOVE INTEREST « does not currently have one
    ; )
    » PARTNER « does not currently have one
    » PAST RELATIONSHIPS « dovewing (hunter; died of greencough)
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    » PLOT IDEAS « a warrior tom is found guilty of kitnapping, and the tribe becomes tense long after his execution due to the continued loss of kits. wavecrasher fears the homely, family attitude he had in the tribe is beginning to disappear, and that an all-out civil war may eventually break. a group of rouges nearby set the tom up to carry out the kitnappings - and they're out to get the tribe.
    » GENRE « warriors, tribe cats
    » THEME SONGS // MUSE BOOSTERS «
    joji - thom
    joji - you suck charlie

    » OTHER IMAGES «

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    #dustylooky

  • Newbie Support Chat! {If you can't find a roleplay buddy you can chat here!}

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 255px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]oh gosh,, well i started on this website back in 2011 or so
    my favorite place to go on this site is probably the fanclan roleplays and the human roleplays
    i love to see the creative ideas people come up with !
    and before i forget - welcome to ff ! if you need anything you can pm me with questions and i'll be happy to roleplay with you if you want :0[/fancypost]

  • WintryClan | The Ill Omen | role-play

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    [align=center][size=8]BLIZZARDSTEP / MALE / MESSENGER
    [hr][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 255px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=10][font=calibri]blizzardstep noticed the leader and sovereign heading through the entrance to camp as he made his way back, so he slowly sidestepped out of their way. he noticed irisfang's injuries, but said nothing on the matter. he just slipped past the two into camp, staring at the cats who were passing through, continuing on with their daily lives.


    his paw pads were starting to crack, so he made his way under a nearby fir tree and laid down to clean his paw pads and rest his aching muscles. he had to move a lot considering his role, but he didn't mind. it was what he was trained to do, and after several long moons of training, the tom was barely winded now. it didn't stop the aches and pains, but they weren't as bad from when he first started. nowhere near as bad.[/fancypost]
    [hr][align=center][size=8][color=white][b][color=white]I[color=black]. [color=white]II[color=black]. [b][url=http://niusn.deviantart.com/][color=white]III    [color=black].    [hr][/fancypost][/justify]

  • ADVERTISING THREAD - Post your Clans, etc. ads here. ONLY STUFF ON THIS SITE!

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    [align=center][size=8][color=white]THE TRIBE OF FALLEN STARS
    [hr][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 350px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]a relatively new tribe with a neutral alliegence. led by wavecrasher, this tribe lives along the seashore in cliffs.
    [b]CURRENT PLOT IDEA !
    wavecrasher becomes worried as kits are starting to vanish one by one, and tensions begin to rise within the ranks as it's discovered one of the tribe's warriors was kidnapping kits, and giving them to a nearby ragtag group of rouges who have yet to make a name for themselves. one thing is for certain - they're out to get wavecrasher and the tribe. accusations fly as the kidnappings continue, even long after the tom is executed. will this make or break the new tribe?
    [b][u]!! THIS IS AN ADVANCED ROLEPLAY !!
    click here to join! HP's open!
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  • WintryClan | The Ill Omen | role-play

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 255px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]ravenwing slid into the medicine den, shaking snow off her now medium-length fur. it was annoying, but at least her fur grew out to keep her warm. she had a fern with a few herbs she could scrounge up hanging from her mouth, and she looked over creepingclover. "well i see racingpaw took care of you." she mumbled through the leaf, placing the leaf down so she could sort what she had gathered. she separated the herbs with a claw - she had only found a few berries and a few leaves.

  • ADVERTISING THREAD - Post your Clans, etc. ads here. ONLY STUFF ON THIS SITE!

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: 350px; width: 400px;][hr]
    [align=center][size=8][color=white]THE TRIBE OF FALLEN STARS
    [hr][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 350px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]a relatively new tribe with a neutral alliegence. led by wavecrasher, this tribe lives along the seashore in cliffs.
    [b]CURRENT PLOT IDEA !
    wavecrasher becomes worried as kits are starting to vanish one by one, and tensions begin to rise within the ranks as it's discovered one of the tribe's warriors was kidnapping kits, and giving them to a nearby ragtag group of rouges who have yet to make a name for themselves. one thing is for certain - they're out to get wavecrasher and the tribe. accusations fly as the kidnappings continue, even long after the tom is executed. will this make or break the new tribe?
    [b][u]!! THIS IS AN ADVANCED ROLEPLAY !!
    click here to join! HP's open!
    [/fancypost]

  • WintryClan | The Ill Omen | role-play

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 255px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt][ @pleuvoir i don't mind at all! ]
    ravenwing gently put each of the gathered herbs away, letting out a quiet sigh. she shivered before beginning to pull dead and dried up herbs out of her stores. she shut her eyes for a moment. it had been a long, long day, that was for sure. the black shecat's eyes scanned the area. where did her apprentice scurry off to?


    blizzardstep made his way to his den, curling up in the relaxing moss and letting out a long sigh. the warmth of the den helped him relax, although the moss got tangled in his fur. he sneezed a bit from a nearby feather that tickled his nose and then relaxed again, squirming a bit to get more comfortable.[/fancypost]

  • ADVERTISING THREAD - Post your Clans, etc. ads here. ONLY STUFF ON THIS SITE!

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: 350px; width: 400px;][hr]
    [align=center][size=8][color=white]THE TRIBE OF FALLEN STARS
    [hr][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 350px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]a relatively new tribe with a neutral alliegence. led by wavecrasher, this tribe lives along the seashore in cliffs.
    [b]CURRENT PLOT IDEA !
    wavecrasher becomes worried as kits are starting to vanish one by one, and tensions begin to rise within the ranks as it's discovered one of the tribe's warriors was kidnapping kits, and giving them to a nearby ragtag group of rouges who have yet to make a name for themselves. one thing is for certain - they're out to get wavecrasher and the tribe. accusations fly as the kidnappings continue, even long after the tom is executed. will this make or break the new tribe?
    [b][u]!! THIS IS AN ADVANCED ROLEPLAY !!
    click here to join! HP's open!
    [/fancypost]

  • WintryClan | The Ill Omen | role-play

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 255px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]ravenwing's gaze fell as she heard the mention of the dead medicine cat. she glanced at racingpaw. "yes," she mewed gently. "i'm sure shrewwhisper would be proud of you." she finished sorting her herbs before pushing all the dead herbs out of the den. she took a deep breath, hissing a bit at how cold the air was. that snowfall was inevitable at this point. she turned to the small bundle of moss and feathers she had gathered while out. "here." she pushed the ball of moss and feathers toward racingpaw. "put some around creepingclover's nest and yours. i don't want you two to get ill."[/fancypost]

  • WintryClan | The Ill Omen | role-play

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: 450px; width: 269px;][hr]
    [align=center][size=8]RAVENWING / SHECAT / MEDICINE CAT
    [hr][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; height: 150px; width: 250px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]the she dug through her stores, finding another, smaller ball of moss. this will do, she thought, reaching and pulling it out with her paw. she picked it up in her mouth and brought it over to her apprentice's nest before making the bedding. she didn't want the two apprentices to potentially get sick, as she was already running low enough on catmint as it was. it was very difficult to find catmint, and she usually had to make long trips near twolegplace to get some. she never enjoyed those trips - the twoleg's hairless kits would always try to pet her and pick her up. she hated it.[/fancypost]
    [hr][size=8][b]BLIZZARDSTEP / TOM / MESSENGER[hr]
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    after a short nap, blizzardstep awoke once more. he opened his sleep-heavy eyelids and stretched, feeling the cold air almost immediately. he looked outside at the barren, wintry landscape. it was beautiful, in his eyes. he stood up, making his way out of the den. maybe someone would like to go hunting, or walk around the territory..?[/fancypost][hr][align=center][size=8][color=white][b][color=white]I[color=black]. [color=white]II[color=black]. [b][url=http://niusn.deviantart.com/][color=white]III    [color=black].    [hr][/fancypost]