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  • Pretty apprentice would like a crush and a possible mate! (Forbidden allowed.)

    Wheatpaw glanced at Featherpaw. He turned around to see that his sister had fainted. "Clovepaw" he meowed. He rushed forward. Greylight stepped towards the three apprentices. "Great job" she congratulated, "I knew you could do it"! Frostfall walked over to the young shecats mentor. "Your welcome" she meowed. Wheatpaw looked at his sister to Featherpaw. "Clanmates before others" he remembered his father, Shellfoot saying.


    Clovepaw looked around her surroundings. "Am I dead" she shivered. "No" a familar voice behind her, meowed. Clovepaw turned around, "Who are you"? "You don't remeber" the shecat mewed? "Mom" Clovepaw mewed! "Yes Clovepaw" the shecat laughed. "I thought you were" she paused, "Gone". "I am" Cloudheart sighed, "You are just here to deliver a message to your brother". "Wheatpaw" Clovepaw questioned? "Yes" Cloudheart mewed, "Tell him this; you must remember to put your clan ahead of friends and to take care of your clan, someone will follow my path soon". Clovepaw watched her mother fade out and she dove back into the darkness.

  • Flameclan (A phophecy is coming!) Join now! :)

    name: Feather/paw/frost
    gender: Female
    age: 7 moons
    rank: Medicine cat apprentice
    appearance: grey with white paws, chest, muzzle, locket and blue eyes
    personality: fun, loving, caring, funny, thoughtful
    mate/crush: N/A / N/A
    family/kits: unknown / N/A
    history: Was a loner kit found by a patrol. She was hiding in a bush and had decided to try and catch some thing. The patrol had brought her back to camp and decided to keep her. She took a large intrest in herbs and didn't want tot hurt any cats.
    other: 'Starclan'


    name: Darkflower (formerly, Shade)
    gender: Female
    age: 10 moons
    rank: warrior
    appearance: tall and black with bright amber eyes
    personality: caring, loving, funny, shy, fun once you get to know her, playful
    mate/crush: open / Paintedfeather (liked him when she was an apprentice)
    family/kits: unknown / open
    history: She was lonley and joined Flameclan as soon as she heard about it. She was a former kittypet (which some cats avoided her for) and that is why she is shy.
    other: YAY!!!

  • Flameclan Rp Thread! (Sign up link inside)

    OCC: Who is the medicine cat?


    IC:Featherpaw sat outside the medicine cat den. She looked around the camp. Featherpaw turned a bright light and then dissapeared without knowing it (her power). She started to lick her paws before going out for a walk.


    Darkflower stalked a blackbird outside the camp. It started to jump into flight when she got into a hunters crouch and leaped into the air. A feather landed in her mouth, and then the rest of the bird fell. Darkflower dug a hole in the ground and dropped her prey in there.

  • BADGE EVENT!!!!! Merry Catmas!

    Santastar was busy in Northclan territory wrapping the presents with the kits. He was helping add the finishing touches to the presents he would later deliver. A poem went through his head and he started to repeat it: (Sorry it doesn't rhyme)
    Twas the night before Catmas when all through the lake, not a creature was stirring not even a snake. All the nests were placed by the nursery with care, with hopes that Santastar, soon would be there.
    The kits were all nestled all snug in there nests, while visions of mice danced in their heads. And mama in her moss and I in my grass, had just settled down for a long leaf-bare rest.
    When out in the bush there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my nest to see what was the matter. Away to the dirt-place I ran in a flash, ripped out the bramble and threw out the grass.
    The moon on top of the new-fallen snow, gave the lustre of sunrise objects below. When, what to my wondering ears should sound snorrier, but a miniture sleigh and eight tiny warriors.
    With a little old cat that was lively and quick, I knew at an instant it must be St.Nick. More rapid then eagles his coursers they came, He whistled and shouted and called them by name.
    "Now Bluestar, now Snowfur, now Mosskit and Rainpelt! On Shellheart, on Smallear, on Deerleap and Tangle! To the top of the moor, to where the snow falls, now dash away, dash away, dash away all"!
    He sprang to his sliegh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, here he rode out of sight, "Happy Catmas to all and to all a good night"!