Posts by Caribou

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    Lockie: Otay! (: If I make the thread for Pigeontail and Photopaw, would you make one for Fawnleap and Sheepcloud?


    Moncter with a french Cthing: [size=7pt] Why do I picture a kitten practicing pick-up lines while talking to Mothflower's belly?[/size]

    ooc: Please, I would be elated if people were literate; non-one-liner roleplayers. ;D
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    A set of paws, dark as if stained in pitch, meandered through camp, occasionally tripping over one another, and sending their host off course. Sheepcloud was ecstatic at the thought of being able to help the Queens and kittens in the nursery, and once he had asked that morning, the seal point tom had dashed of in search of more bedding for the milky-scented cats. Of course, overdoing it was one thing, but the amount of moss and feathers he had brought back to camp were enough to obscure his vision. It was hard enough trying to carry the giant clump of bedding between her teeth- even if he could see where he was going. Eager to help, however, the Warrior attempted to claim his bearings and stride forwards, only to walk himself right into a rock.

    Username : Caribou
    What you'd like : Signature
    Photo URL : link
    Mood : Calm, cool?
    Any preferred theme: I loved the blinkstep example, is there any way to do that with a blue tinge?
    Rounded border? ( yes or no ) : Yes, please.


    Main text : Sheepcloud
    Sub-text : Drifting by on a sunny day.


    Other : bubbleyum
    Also, I'm a hundred or so short, but I'll be getting more in a bit.


    A tickle of moss against Sheepcloud's rough nose leather made him freeze on the spot. His maw parted, and indigo eyes watered, and before the tom knew it a loud sneeze burst from his muzzle, scattering the fresh bedding he had collected. For a moment he just stood there, watching the debris float to the ground, but the presence of company made a sheepish grin stretch across his face.
    "Yeah, I wouldn't mind a bit of help." he meowed to Rubypaw, leaning down to begin cleaning up. As soon as he was about to pluck a large clump off the ground, he paused, mouth still open, as a kitten's head popped into his peripheral vision. At her question, a happy chuckle floated from between his teeth, and he finally picked up the bundle of bedding.
    "Happens all the time, you get used to it," Sheepcloud mumbled through the mess, "would you like to help too? You can use some feathers to line your nest."



    ooc: [size=7pt]not exactly an intermediate post, Creekkit..[/size]

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    [size=28pt]O[/size]WLCLAN


    [size=11pt]Clan of Charm and Swiftness[/size]


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    OwlClan is a group who live in the field of a decimated farmyard. Their camp is made up of what's left of a broken-down barn, full of holes, but still plenty good for protecting their clanmates. The group began when a giant maine coon came across the barn, calling it home and bringing in cats whenever they needed a home. Steadily the group began to increase; full of rogues, killers, runaways, and the occasional loner with no other place to go.


    Though there are many dangerous cats that can call OwlClan home, they are not a particularly threatening group. Redstar is resoundingly patient and will not call their own raid or attack unless it is necessary. For the moment, they are focusing more on just gaining members, not worrying about territory or food. Speaking of food, there is prey-a-plenty in the fields surrounding the dilapidated barn: mice and rats like to eat the carrots and beans that have grown wild without tending; as well as rabbits in the cabbage; squirrels and chipmunks can be found in the bordering forest, as well as large seed-eating birds in the fall.


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    RELIGION AND FESTIVALS
    Redstar is a StarClan believer, but in OwlClan, the cats are expected to respect any and all religions that come into the light. With this, he expects that any cat that takes shelter in the barn will also be sure to respect and be comfortable one another, or face sleeping out in the field with the rats.



    -The Festival of Rams- This one is primarily for males, but females can join in if they wish. It's a festival held once a moon, where cats can butt heads and show off the skills they've learned in the previous moon. In Newleaf, it's regarded more as a show of dominance to help attract mates. Redstar doesn't compete, and in fact, to make it more fun, the Leader throws herbs from his den in the rafters: catmint, chamomile, lavender, things that make the party more interesting.


    -The Prey Catching Festival- Also held once a moon, Redstar will announce a type of prey for the cats to catch, and the one to bring the largest catch wins. The amount doesn't matter, but it must be the largest prey brought back to him. Realism counts, and more than one cat can be the winner if they work together.


    -The Apprentice Festival- That's right, even the kits have a festival. Going from kit to apprentice is less formal than the average clan's, and instead, Redstar sets up an old radio in his rafter nest, facing out over the rest of the barn. While the music plays, warriors and kits must dance together until they find a mentor that is in sync with them. This way is more fun, and it ensures that the apprentice-mentor team will work well together.


    More festivals can be added icly.


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    [color=black]RANKS
    * High Positions


    Leader*--- Leads the clan.
    -REDSTAR, male
    Deputy*--- The Leader's right-hand and heir.


    Sheriff*--- The cop, works for the Deputy and Leader.


    Doctor*--- The Medicine Cat.


    Nurses*--- The Doctor's Apprentices.


    Game Keepers--- The hunting cats.


    Gamers--- Their apprentices.


    Soldiers--- The fighting cats.


    Sirs and Ladies--- Their apprentices.


    Mothers and Kits--- Obviously.


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    [align=center][color=black][font=times new roman]Goings On


    Nothing has happened yet!


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    If you need help with cat names, This Link is for Prefixes, and This Link is for Suffixes. Clicking on individual names gives you prerequisites.



    FORM

    Code
    1. [b]Username--[/b]
    2. [b]What I can call you--[/b]
    3. [hr]
    4. [b]Cat's Name--[/b] (Must be canonical.)
    5. [b]Gender--[/b]
    6. [b]Past Status--[/b] (What was he/she before they came to OwlClan? No one has been born here yet.)
    7. [b]Rank--[/b] (HPs are decided ICly)
    8. [b]Appearance--[/b]
    9. [b]Brief Personality--[/b]



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    [color=white][font=times new roman]Username-- Caribou
    What I can call you-- Doe, whatever.
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    [color=white][font=times new roman]Cat's Name-- Redstorm -- Redstar
    Gender--
    Past Status-- Redstar was a rogue before founding OwlClan.
    Rank-- Leader
    Appearance-- The maine coon breed is already one of the largest of the cat breeds without introducing wild heritage into the mix. Redstar takes this trait to the max; he is a hulking, muscular, tank of a tom, and his long, boisterous coat amplifies it forever more. The tom has a deep red coat, thick classic tabby stripes winding around his sides until they blend together along his tail. Redstar's eyes are a shocking dark copper, but are normally have a patient and caring air about them.
    Brief Personality-- Redstar likes to think that all work and no play makes cats a dull species. Being laid back, he enjoys the occasional parties, and especially likes making up new festivals for the whole clan to get together. This doesn't mean that he can't fight; Redstar is very protective of his cats, and will knock down any opponent that threatens them.

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    Out of the ferns behind the deputy, the flowing midnight form of Blackglasses seethed into the open. Though his attention was primarily on the young trespasser with the scent of sand and fear clinging to her fur, the old warrior let his pine-forest eyes wander to Eclipsebones boldly striped coat. Man, was that a nice piece of kitty tushy.