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  • Possible WindClan changes?

    Before I begin, I just want to say that none of these changes have to take place. c: These are just a few ideas I had in mind for awhile ahh.


    Rank Change
    Okay so the ranks have been the same for the almost two years I have been apart of WindClan. The Honorguard and Guardian ranks switched up a few times before getting added again, expect that the Honorguard rank became an hp and Guardian a semi-hp(they were the opposite originally). I thought it would be neat to have a rank theme tied to hockey..? I know that sounds weird, but just hear me out ahhh. xD


    Leader= Captain
    Deputy= Alternate Captain
    Advisor= Refeere
    Medic= Goaltender
    Medic Apprentice= Back-up Goalie
    Honorguard: Defenseman(Plural Defensemen)
    Guardian: Forward


    Okay all of those are hockey postions besides the Advisor spot. If this was to be implemented, I would think more about Advisor.


    Territory Change?
    I thought it would be neat if WindClan moved back to Chicago? WindClan used to live there, until leaving around November 2015.

  • WHY SO SILENT GOOD MONSIEURS ▽ EARLY MEETING

    If you went back in time to June 2015 and told Jonathan that he would one day be leader, Jonathan would have personally laughed. As he never believed it was even possible for him to be leader. Back when he first joined, he was adjusting to clan life, as he originally was a human. He had played ice hockey for the professional team, the Chicago Blackhawks. He was their captain, leading his team into three Stanley Cup championships. He had just been celebrating their third win in 2015 when his world turned upside down, when he woke up as a timber wolf.


    Jonathan never imagined he would stick around for this long. After holding the Advisor position for over a year, Jonathan didn't think he would ever climb the ranks anymore. The wolf began to think he was a failure, questioning what he did wrong. The leader was certainly flawed, he did make some mistakes he wasn't proud of, but that didn't mean he didn't learn from them. It had been a surprise for him when Cherviltea finally announced who he wanted for his deputy, after Daypaw stepped down.


    Those months as Deputy were absolutely amazing. WindClan had a wonderful leader, Cherviltea Xerses, and the timber wolf had thought the border collies reign would have surely lasted for even longer. But when he found Cherviltea yesterday, completely lifeless, Jonathan knew that his long reign came to an end. It looked like Cherviltea died peacefully, in his sleep. The wolf began to feel guilty for not checking on the deceased male beforehand, especially after Cherviltea requested for him to host Sunday's meeting. He should have had Henry check on Cherviltea, but it was too late for that.


    "WindClan, gather around for an early meeting," Jonathan would call out with a howl, padding to where Cherviltea, and every other great WindClan leader, sat before the Clan.


    "As all you might know, unfortunately Cherviltea passed away in his sleep last night," Jonathan began to speak, as he looked at the crowd ahead of him, "Cherviltea was an absolutely amazing leader and friend, and I would like us to celebrate his life and reign through a funeral."


    "There will be no promotions or demotions this week," Jonathan would continue with a sigh, "I can understand that you all are probably stressed from what has recently happened. There will be promotions and demotions in next week's meeting."

    "I would like clanmates to travel to our allies to tell them about the unfortunate news about Cherviltea. Just state which ally you will be traveling to," Jonathan would finally include, with a quick nod of his head.


    "Meeting is dismissed, if you have any questions or concerns feel free to speak up or ask me privately."

  • Too many miles // S/HPs needed // to count

    Jonathan was still taking it all in, that he was actually leader. Jonathan never thought he would see this day coming. It had been quite a shock to him when he found Cherviltea dead the very night before. Cherviltea was young, and was clearly showing signs of a strong and long leadership.


    The timber wolf padded into the scene, looking over at his clanmates as his ears pricked up to listen to their suggestions. The wolf would slowly nod at Jekyll's suggestion, speaking up. "That is a great idea Jekyll," The former hockey player said with a sigh, his bushy tail swishing behind him. It still pained him to think Cherviltea was dead, gone forever. It would surely be a good way to honor his friend, by focusing on all the things Cherviltea achieved in his reign.

  • WAIT A MINUTE {open, Cartel raid}

    When Jonathan was beginning to head back to the village, he knew that the scent of the Cartel could be no good. The WindClan leader immediately looked over his shoulder to where the scent was coming from, before turning in that direction. The wolf began to pad to the source of the scent, getting faster and faster until the timber wolf was running, not walking.


    The Timber Wolf ran into the battle field, the scent of his clanmates and the Cartel members entering his nostrils. With a snarl curling up in his lip, the former human would look upon Mastermind. Without a warning, Jonathan would lunge towards the tigress, in hopes to knock the female down to the ground.

  • two's a whole lot lonelier than one -- open, gifts/alliance check

    The timber wolf was the first one to pad in, the scent of LithiumClan grabbing his attention. Jonathan had not seen LithiumClan a couple of weeks now that he thought about it. He had requested his clanmates to visit allying clans to tell them the news of Cherviltea, but the former hockey player was unsure if the message was passed to them. "Hello," The leader would say with a nod of his head, looking over at Seija. He glanced at the gifts for a moment, before turning his attention back to the female. "And thank you for the gifts, they are much appreciated."

    "LithiumClan is doing well, I suppose?"

  • SNOW — open; joining

    Jonathan wasn't sure if he liked being called a king. Yes, he was indeed the leader of WindClan, but that did not mean he was a king. A king was somebody who belonged to royalty, and most likely inherited the throne if they were the heir. Most of the time kings in history, mainly from Western Civilization, were not exactly the best. Most of them were corrupt, and abused their power. For starters, Jonathan did not belong to royalty, he in the first place never imagined himself as WindClans leader until Cherviltea's passing. Plus the timber wolf was just like everyone else, he did not want any kind of special treatment just because of his rank.


    The timber wolf padded into the scene, looking over at the tigress with a swish of his bushy tail. "Eskimokisses is right," The WindClan leader would speak his mind, as he found himself standing beside the feline. "I am no king, and would rather not be addressed as one," The former hockey player would add, with a sigh escaping his lips. "Welcome to WindClan, Luna. I am Jonathan Toews, the leader here."

  • WAR HORNS — open; meet and greet

    Jonathan remembered Luna's joining, it was not too long ago. She had seemed to have issues with her new clanmates, for example, doubting that Victorianpup was in charge of espionage missions and search and rescue missions. Despite Victorianpup's young age, she was certainly responsible and handled her job well. The timber wolf followed in after Attie, looking over at Luna.


    "Hello Luna, how are you liking your stay in WindClan?" The timber wolf would ask her, with a nod of his head. "I am Jonathan, in case you do not remember."