Littlecloud, along with her much younger sister, Cherrypaw. Sat in the clearing, grooming each other's pelt. The young tortoiseshell she-cat looked towards her sister, almost saddened, "Well... What did Crowfang do next? Did he live?" The she-cat asked eagerly. Deeply hoping that the black tom that her sister had told her stories about had survived, "Just listen." Littlecloud responded with a slight chuckle, in amusement, before she began, "The great tom had reached the top of the mountain. The ice had pierced his skin like a thousand swarming wasps stinging his very flesh. Yet, he didn't give up. He waited for the great IvoryClan to come and face him. The tom was fearless. For he had no reason to fear the large group with his clan and StarClan at his side." The white she-cat meowed, trying to make the tale as amusing as possible, "When he saw the first signs of those angry-spitting cats. He let off a loud and piercing yowl. The great IvoryClan leader pounced on him. Continuously ripping at his fur with vicious claws. But the tom didn't give up." Cherrypaw listened in complete awe about the great warrior. She was so shocked that her fur was already bristling, "Okay, then what happened?" The she-cat meowed eagerly once again. She wanted to know more then anything in the forest.
"Well my darling, I save that part for much later through the moons." The white pelted she-cat meowed, before giving her a gentle lick on the forehead. Though she felt a bit disappointed about the short story. A new thought had made it's way into the young apprentice's head, "Will I-or am I... As good as Crowfang?" Cherrypaw asked. Hoping that her sister would surely know the answer, "I don't know... Are you?" Littlecloud responded with a gentle purr. Before heading into the warriors' den to rest. Leaving Cherrypaw alone with some time to think. (I had a lot of coffee this morning)
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(haha, yeah. Now i'm drinking tea. That probably should be the last bit of caffeine I have for today. XD)
Littlecloud slipped into the den with a weary smile upon her face. The she-cat stepped over a few warriors, before she ever found a spot to rest. Seeing a nice, small spot to lay. She quickly and silently headed towards it. Once she had gotten there she laid down. Only to curl up into a ball and sleep.
Cherrypaw looked towards Silverpelt. Her green eyes a curious glow. Did that tom ever even exist? Surely Littlecloud wouldn't tell a false story. They both made a swear to each other that they'd never lie. The small tortoiseshell she-cat looked back down, before looking back up at the lovely night stars again. It was hard to believe that there were so many of them before her. The sky had really never meant so much to her, well... at least not until now.. She was awfully curious about the place. Would her parents be up there watching over her as she grew stronger each day? The small apprentice hoped so. Surely they wouldn't have broken the Warrior Code any... Maybe. Cherrypaw stood to her paws, and began to pad towards the apprentices' den. Unaware that the leader had probably been listen and watching, due to her being so drowsy at the moment. When she looked up, that's when she saw Wolfstar. A flash of embarrassment hit her like a roaring monster. How could she have been so ignorant?
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Aha, no more bumping. Hey guys, what would you say if I decided to bring up the role play thread now?
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Awesome! Also guys, I am writing a small story about the clan. However, its a couple of moons before Thinstar became Thinstar. Its also based around an apprentice called, Runningpaw. I'll send you guys the link if your inerested!
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Hey guys. This is my role playing apprentice. You have been accepted btw.
She will train under Thinstar due to being new to the site, and a role play apprentice. Once she has gotten to know the site a little better I may or may not go ahead and let someone else mentor her. :3
Now, to work on the role play thread!
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A thin, light tortoiseshell she-cat emerged from the gorse tunnel. Her thick pelt almost dragging on the colorful forest floor. Her brown eyes stared at the ground. While her tail was held high. However, she didn't look very happy. The she-cat jumped on top of the Ancient Rock, right before she began to speak,
"Cats of FallClan!" She began loudly. Hoping to awaken those still sleeping. It was the morning right after she had received her nine lives as a leader. Yet, the ceremony obviously didn't go the way she wanted it to go, "Meet me here under the Ancient Rock, now!" She hissed angrily. Her fur bristling as she looked at the clearing with cold eyes.Sign up: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…4.msg78972612#msg78972612
Story link: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…1.msg78969892#msg78969892
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The she-cat tried to calm herself by taking deep, slow breaths. She then fixed her paws upon the rock before standing to her paws.
"As you all may know... There must be a deputy chosen before sun-fall." Thinstar explained, as calmly as she possibly could. Was it obvious that the stress from being leader had already gotten to her? She scanned the area once more before speaking, "So, it is indeed my duty to choose the cat who I think is best for this rank." She began before looking towards, Spottedfeather, "By the power of StarClan, I have chosen Spottedfeather as the next in line to guide the clan on the path to victory. May StarClan approve of my choice for the new deputy!" She meowed loudly. Her amber eyes looking at the she-cat with slight wisdom, even though deep inside she felt uncertain. The tortoiseshell she-cat sat down and prepared for what she would say next. -
Please add a little bit more to the history please. Then you're good to go!
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Thinstar dipped her head. She was suddenly smiling over her choice. Perhaps she had indeed made a choice that may do good for the clan? "I'm sure you will," The leader spoke softly. The feeling of confidence then completely took over, I know she's the one. She thought to herself, before signaling with her tail that the meeting was over, "You are all now dismissed." The tortoiseshell she-cat purred loudly, jumping down from the rock to pad towards her new deputy, "May you do well." She then padded towards Rainstep to arrange the sun-high hunting patrol, "Rainstep, I am leaving it up to you to go out on a hunting patrol. You make take whoever you wish."
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Alright, accepted. You may role play now.
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Cats Name - Tranquil
Gender - "I'm a tom silly!"
Appearance - "Well... I am a fairly tan pelted tom. My face, tail, and paws, however, have a dark brown covering. I carry a golden neck-protector, that was given to me when I once was leader of a clan. My eyes are deep blue, that seem to shine in the sunlight and glow at night."
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Position you would like to have?- "I am a warrior... Nothing more, nothing less. However, I shall rise again against the enemies that kicked me from my own throne."
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XD He never had a throne. He was just talking about his rank when he had a clan.))
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Name: "The name is Jaggedleap. If you plan to ever use it again, you'd better watch yourself."
Age: "Why is this information so useful to you?" 32 moons
Gender: "I'm a tom you pathetic blind mouse!"
Rank: "Hmm... Warrior, but just for now."
Sexuality: "I don't have time for love. But if there must be an answer, i'm as strait as a flat piece of paper."
Personality: "You will know someday, maybe."Jaggedleap is a highly intelligent tom, who knows how to lie his way to the front. This is a large problem to not only the clan, but himself. Along with being the only weapon he had, and the only thing pushing him forward to be as powerful as he is... Would be his ambitions to rule. Aside from those things, he does feel much pity for the weaker ones who can't stand up for themselves, and he tries to help them out. Another thing that is good about him, is his quick thinking, speed, and last but not least bravery. This tom can be the sweetest thing a cat could ever meet. However, his loyalty lies beneath his own paws.
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As a kit his parents had mostly put him aside for the clan. Often believing that if he didn't receive much attention, that he'd grow to become an amazing warrior. The only one that he could look to at the time was his mentor, Lillystep, who is now deceased. She was the only that filled his heart with pity for the weak ones, and give him enough care in his heart. But most of it is drowned out by his ways.
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I sure hope so. XD
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A rather large and scraggly looking black and white tom stared off into the land that he had lost. His hopes of ruling the entire kingdom, lost from his very grip. What would he do now? His hazel eyes soon nailed the narrow path of blood left from the battle. His ears perked as if he still heard the battle cries of those he had tried to rule. He'll get them back... He knows that he will. As the tom walked, he noticed that his protective jewelry was getting stuck in the thorns of rose bushes. The golden pieces that decorated his tail, neck, and back tugged harshly. While his nose and ear piercing blew wildly in the wind.
