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    OOC: Am I the only District 11 tribute?


    IC: Shirana slumped in her seat as she chewed on a piece of colby jack cheese. She new that her chances of winning were 1 out of 1000, but she might as well try, because she wouldn't go down without a fight. She got up tiredly and made her way to her bedroom, then fell back onto her bed and fell into a deep sleep.

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    This is the Nortaz tribe, they live in a forest, referred to as the Valdez Forest. The Nortaz tribe is based on plants, mostly trees. There are two other tribes, the Lopez tribe, the Gomez tribe, and the Cordez tribe (as you can probably see I'm using some last names).


    Nortaz Tribal Figures (only 2 so far, if you have suggestions PM me)


    Tribal Plant: Oak Tree


    Tribal Animal: Black Bear



    Nortaz History


    The Nortaz cats were not once of tribal blood, they were once kittypets. They were going on vacation with their owners, when the truck crashed. The family had about five cats, one who was expecting kittens. In the crash, a young apprentice aged cat died, along with the female owner. The male went and got help, but left without his cats.
    The four cats buried their lost friend, whose name was Pickle, he was brown and always had some sort of green mold in his fur. He never bothered to wash it, and claimed that it had given him his name.
    The cats, whose names were Rose, Feather, Thorn, and Phantom, continued. They soon met a group of wild cats (not big cats, just normal cats that lived in the wild). The lone cats agreed at once to join up with the other group. They decided to call themselves the Nortaz tribe. They found the Valdez forest, with the other two tribes. They found their place at the Great Oak, which is now their camp.
    They elected Phantom to be their leader, as Thorn was too aggressive and neither of the females volunteered. Phantom chose a cat by the name of Trunk to be his deputy. Most of the cats became warriors, but they had no doctor/nurse and no oracle. Rose became a queen, and had her kittens days later.
    Rose had four kittens, whom she proudly named Flower (a fluffy gray she-cat), Star (an albino she-cat with very fluffy fur), Jag (a "spiky" brown tabby tom), and Ghost (who looked exactly like his father, Phantom).
    After they grew up and passed the trainee stage, the males became warriors, but their sisters had different ideas. Star became the oracle, and a good one at that. Flower became the nurse, and seemed to know where all the right herbs were to be found.
    The Nortaz tribe knew the other tribes had alternate names for their ranks based off of their tribal plant, so the Nortaz tribe did it as well. Their tribe ran smoothly, and it still does. Although they do quarrel with the other tribes.


    Ranks
    Cats are aloud to have human names, since they once lived with them and learned many new names that twisted the tongue and inspired even better names.


    Leader/Crown: Hershey (F, Shirana, sleek black)


    Leader's Mate/No Alternate Name: Max (M, Shirana, fluffy silver tabby)


    Deputy/Trunk: N/A (will put best three bios on poll)


    Oracle/Root (tells prophecies, new oracle born in next litter every time one dies): N/A (will choose)


    Doctor/Bark (acts as medicine cat): N/A (will have poll vote of best top three bios)


    Nurse/Splinter (med. cat apprentice): N/A (doctor will choose out of top three bios)


    Voodoos/Branches (will explain later): N/A (will have in-game contest)


    Warriors/Leaves: Coco (F, Shirana, fluffy gray), Haptic (F, faolan15, short-haired classic silver tabby), Jynx (F, faolan15, red spotted tabby)


    Queens/Flowers: N/A


    Kits/Twigs: N/A


    Elders/Hollows: N/A


    Squads/No Alternate Name (squads are groups of cats that hunt, sleep, fight, etc. together; if you betray them it is considered a dishonor; you must approve the group with me before you create it):


    Tribe=Tree



    Voodoos


    Voodoos are five special cats that build dolls and monuments of those who have died. They use wood, stone, berry juice, mud, water, sap, and any other material they need. Sometimes they'll even raid twoleg nests for cloth.


    To Create a Doll: (I'm going to use my example cat Sparrow, he's a sleek black tom with yellow eyes, he died in battle)


    Step 1. carve wood sleek cat figurine


    Step 2. take feathers off sparrow (bird)


    Step 3. mix berry juice together with mud until it is the colors you want (for this black pink/red, purple, and yellow) and fairly thick (if too thick add water)


    Step 4. use leaves to paint figurine black


    Step 5. use leaves to paint sparrow feathers black (if not already)


    Step 6. use sap to glue feathers to figure


    Step 7. use twig (with leaves on the tip) to dab yellow eyes on the figure


    Step 8. use same twig (washed off) to draw pink/red injuries on figure


    Step 9. use small leaf to dab purple bruises on figure


    As you can see here, Voodoos will create to the figure to represent the cat's name and how they died. If that cat did great deeds, was leader, or an oracle they will receive a monument as well as the doll in their honor when they die. The monument is made like the doll accept it's made of stone and is much bigger. It will also have a drawing representing their name and rank (for Sparrow he would have a picture of a sparrow and a leaf in the shape of a claw, the symbol of a warrior). If you have any questions PM me. :)



    Joining Form



    Squad Form




    Rules


    1. All WCRPG rules apply here.


    2. If your cat has more than this tribe in their lineage and are found out they will either be executed or banned from the tribe (this doesn't mean you can't have that cat though!).


    3. Do not claim to be a high rank if your are not, since it disrupts the thread and confuses people.


    4. Have fun!



    My Cats


    Screen Name: Shirana


    Cat Name: Hershey


    Gender: Female


    Age: Adult


    Appearance: sleek black, green/yellow eyes, small white crescent on chest


    Mate: Max


    Kits: Expecting


    Rank Wanted: Leader


    Personality: kind, brave, strong, swift, agile, shy


    Parents: Sasha (F), Unknown


    Siblings: Coco (F)


    History: N/A


    Any Other Tribes in Lineage: No.


    Other: N/A


    Comments: N/A



    Cat Name: Max


    Gender: Male


    Age: Adult


    Appearance: long-haired silver/gray tabby, green/yellow eyes


    Mate: Hershey (F)


    Kits: Soon


    Rank Wanted: Leader's Mate/Warrior


    Personality: outgoing, funny, kind, brave, strong, swift, agile, worrisome


    Parents: Unknown


    Siblings: Unknown


    History: N/A


    Any Other Tribes in Lineage: No.


    Other: N/A


    Comments: N/A



    Cat Name: Coco


    Gender: Female


    Age: Adult


    Appearance: long-haired gray, green eyes


    Mate: N/A


    Kits: N/A


    Rank Wanted: Warrior


    Personality: kind, brave, strong, swift, agile, outgoing


    Parents: Sasha (F), Unknown


    Siblings: Hershey (F)


    History: N/A


    Any Other Tribes in Lineage: No.


    Other: N/A


    Comments: N/A

    Yeah, I forgot it (by "it" I mean the doll thing and the appearance). :-[ I'll add the Dollmakers (or should it be Voodoos?) tomorrow.


    By the way, you're accepted. If you want, you can add the Appearance after Age. So, you want Oracle, am I correct? That's who we'll decide first, then doctor/nurse, then deputy. I'll make Haptic a warrior for now, then if she gets picked for Oracle
    i'll change her rank.


    Shirana got to working, checking off a mental list as she went through the various training stations. She happily went to the Camouflage station, and passed it quickly. She went through the other stations, but Fishing seemed a little hard. She worked on it until she got it right. She learned to tie snares, through knives, make shelters, and even make hammocks. Although, she didn't know why she would need a hammock in the Hunger Games.

    Shirana grinned happily as she walked slowly along the dirt path. Pythia walked next to her. The two girls were demigods, daughters of Athena and Artemis. They both had animal traveling companions. Shirana had a black wolf at her side, while atop Pythia's shoulder perched a great horned owl. They had both come from Camp Jupiter, and were on their way to Camp Half-Blood.


    "Imagine," grinned Shirana as they walked, "Artemis falling in love with our dad! They said she wouldn't have kids, well what do you call me then? I don't think she expected have me, but here I am. I'm grateful and all, I love shooting bow and arrows, but people always stare at me in awe, as if I'm a goddess myself! I'd hate to be a goddess, having power over almost everything, it's weird. I'm fine with being a Huntress in the Hunt of Artemis, did I mention I was gonna start?"
    Pythia rolled her eyes. "No, I had no idea whatsoever," she said sarcastically. She was also joining the Hunt, partly because Shirana had pushed her into it.

    Shirana sleepily sat up and yawned. She stepped in the shower and slopped conditioner on her head, then scrubbed it around and got out. The Comb Gadget (or GC as Shirana called it), tried to comb her hair, but she stepped away. She shook her head, letting her long blonde hair fall to her shoulders. She took her homemade comb and ran it through a few times, then brushed it with her soft-bristled brush.
    Shirana saw the training outfit and rolled her eyes, then pulled it on. She glanced sorrowfully at her clothes she had worn, a black cotton jacket and black stretchy pants. Shirana wasn't much of a dress or skirt girl, she preferred simple clothes.
    Shirana got a mischevious glint in her eye, then switched her outfits. Now she wore her comfortable clothing. She ran downstairs and instantly grabbed some Bran-Flakes, french toast, and two cinnamon rolls. She might as well enjoy the food while she could.

    Nightshadow poked her head out of the nursery. "Great Starclan, rats!"
    Shadowkit tried to slip by his mother, but Nightshadow caught him just in time. "Not yet my little warrior, you're not old enough. This is a battle for your elders." As she spoke, she leapt into the battle pinning down a large white rat and killing him.
    Grayfur pounced on a brown rat, but the rat bit him and knocked him away as Grayfur yowled in agony. Nightshadow rushed up to him and licked his wound, then helped him limp to the MC Den. Shadeshadow was guarding, and he helped them inside, then went back to his post, fending off any rats who dared come close.
    Daggerstrike and Addertooth, two evil brothers (but are still against the rats) leapt into battle. They fought with fury, knocking away anything in their path, even cats. Amberstone watched with fear in her eyes as Addertooth got knocked over by a large rat, but Daggerstrike helped him up.

    Tawnypatch hissed as a giant rat leapt at Crystalkit, her kit. Crystalkit managed to dodge and bat the rat away, but she was overwhelmed. Sure she had fought battles, but not with rats! Crystalkit's father was a Thunderclanner named Lionspirit. Her half-brother (who hated her and made sure she knew it) was Agateblaze, and her grandfather (a retired battle genius) was Battlescar. Crystalkit had left Thunderclan upon hearing about her mother, and had set off for Riverclan. She had taken the long way around, and had spent about a moon surviving and avoiding cats. She crossed the river, and had walked right into the Riverclan camp, demanding her mother.
    Tawnypatch leapt at the rat and killed it, then ran to her kit. "Crystalkit are you okay? Are you hurt, do need to see the medicine cat?"
    Crystalkit scooted away from her mother. "I'm fine mom, honest. I'm gonna fight now." She started to leap into battle, but Tawnypatch grabbed her by the tail and threw her in the nursery. "You're going to stay there. If you haven't been named an apprentice yet, then you're still a kit."

    Slick, a sleek black rat was nosing around the edges of the camp, keeping out of sight.
    Nightshadow batted away a large black rat, then caught sight of a new group of cats running into the camp. She sprinted to them and stopped in front of the leader. "Who are you? I've never seen you around before."
    The she-cat laughed. "Why, Nightshadow, don't you remember me? I'm you."
    A gray male cat walked up next to her, an Nightshadow instantly knew this was Grayfur.
    "I am Max, but you call me Grayfur," he mewed. "If Grayfur combines with my spirit, he may fight again. If you combine with Hershey, then you will become stronger."
    Nightshadow dipped her head, then looked at Hershey questioningly as Max trotted to the Medicine Den.
    "Don't worry, only you and Grayfur can see us. This is our tribe, the Nortaz tribe. We have forty-nine cats in our tribe, and we all represent a clan cat. For example, Slash is Daggerstrike's twin. Fang is Addertooth's." Hershey flicked her tail, and instantly the Nortaz warriors were gone. Then, Hershey stepped in to Nightshadow. Nightshadow could feel herself grow stronger, healthier, and more energized. Her vision got better, and she spotted Slick stalking behind Shadowkit. Nightshadow pounced on Slick and killed him instantly, then leapt into the battle.

    A small black kit warily stepped out of a rotten log and sniffed the air. "It's all clear," she mewed quietly. "let's go."
    Another kit, a silver tabby, followed her and together they sprinted to the Shadowclan entrance. The black she-kit ducked behind a large pine tree, then clawed her way up the trunk. The tabby followed suit.
    From up the tree they could see the whole Shadowclan camp.
    "Look, there's the clan leaders!" the black kit mewed excitedly. "Max, we have to go down there and ask them to join, we promised my mother!"
    Max nodded, his eyes thoughtful. "We need to make up names for ourselves, otherwise they would know that we were kittypets."
    The black kit smiled. "I'll be Night and you'll be Gray."
    Gray just shrugged and leapt down from the tree, landing in the middle of camp. Night followed soon after and they padded into the Leader's Den, ignoring the stares of the Shadowclanners.

    Night glared at the kits. "I'm Night and this is my friend, Gray," she mewed cautiously.
    Gray, who had remained quiet the whole time, stood and sniffed the kits. "Why is it that cats in the Clans smell strange, and then they think we do?" he wondered, then answered his own question, "Because they grew up with that stench, we didn't. It doesn't matter where you come from, but what you are and where you are going."