StoneGaze nodded slightly to warn RustFlake of the sting. The toms head bent down close to the elders body and spat the mixture onto the wounds he could see. Blocking out all sounds around him he began working on the injured cat, licking the remedy over open, deep, bleeding cuts. After he was certain the open flesh was caked with the herbs he turned his attention to the crumpled oak leaves on the ground, sprinkling them onto Rustflake's wounds. "How are you doing down there RustFlake?" He questioned, traveling just a tail length away to wrap some cobwebs up in a nearby tree. He began to press the webs onto his skin, making a bandage for all the herbs to stay in place as he listened to the other tom's response.
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"Feel up to walk back then?" He chuckled as he heard the call back to camp.
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OOC: We could to ceremonies.. We still need to like formally state who's mentoring who. Or a prophecy..
BIC: "Yeah, no. Come on RustFlake.." He smirked as he slid his body under the other tom, picking him up on his back. "You already proved your strength today, don't over work yourself." He said quietly as they entered camp. He turned sharply to the elders den and sat Rust on a patch of moss carefully. "I'll get you a new nest." He chipped happily as he pranced out of the den.
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StoneGaze hobbled over to a small patch of moss that started to grow on the ride of some small boulders. "This'll do." He chirped, picking the moss off with his teeth and bunching it into a pile on a rather large leaf. His pile grew quite large until he was satisfied it was enough. The wise tom wrapped the leaf up and picked it up in between his jaws, carrying it back to the Elder's den. "Alright RustFlake, You have a few options to go with." He grinned as he laid out the three types of moss he'd gathered on the little rocks. "We have very plush squishy nesting, so soft you sink in it, or firm and off the cold ground." He gestured with his tail to the tree types of moss laid out in front of him.
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"As you wish." He dipped his head in respects to the elder before kicking out the old nest beside him. StoneGaze's tail swept the dirt away along with a few stray twigs, cleaning the area for a new fresh nest. He began placing the moss in an oval shape, large enough to a cat and a half to sleep on. The tom then began filling the center with the plush moss, squeezing them tightly together in the small amount of space. "That'll do it." He grinned as he took a small step back and sighed with satisfaction. "There you go RustFlake. Just hop a nest over." He managed a small grin and turned tail, heading out of the dim lightened den.
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" That's what I thought." The brute snickers rolling onto his back with his paws up in surrender. "I think I'm going to hang her for awhile, do some thinking and may take a dip in the water. I'll catch up wit you later and get the new scoop on Forest." Macaire's face was serious until he reached the end of his sentence, then howled with laughter. "See ya September." He nodded once his laughing ceased a little.
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Name- Kenai
Gender- Male
Description- Kenai's appearance may seem a little intimidating at first with his unusually large paws and slightly yellow curved canines. Though once you get past his gruff looks you'll find a loyal friendly wolf that's ready to help anyone in need. He tends to stray off with wolfs that tend to keep to themselves, hoping to make them feel welcomed. He's quite a goofy wolf overall but very stealthy and serious when it comes to his pack, his family.
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Rank- Mature Subordinate.
History- Kenai has no sob story. He was born a healthy pup of Yazhi and Sindri. Being the oldest, he was expected much from his parents. Always doing their bidding and hunting when they didn't have the strength. Because of this close bond with Yazhi and Sindri, his siblings envied him. They often shunned him from meals and training as they thought he was trying to make they rest look bad, that wasn't his intentions. That didn't stop Kenai from being himself though. While his brother and sisters left and wandered to find new packs, he stayed. He was by his parents side as they grew older and weaker. Until one day they faced their death. It didn't come by a bear attack, or a flock of hunters. It was peaceful. They fell into eternal sleep, never to wake up. Kenai wasn't distraught about this, merely lonely. He wandered for awhile until his nose brought him here. A pack filled with wolves he could share his kindness with. A family he could be loyal to so they wouldn't have to face being lonely.Rp sample- Kenai let out a small whine as his large white ears flattened against his head. At the bottom of his feet laid his dear parents. The ones he dedicated his entire years for. His eyes grazed over Sindri's dark fur, then over to Yazhi's blindingly white coat, searching for some kind of movement among their lifeless bodies. Their muzzles still in the permanent smile as the wind ruffled their glossy coats. Kenai glided his large pink tongue over their cold bodies in one swift lick as a final goodbye. He drug his bottom half up so he was standing. The once strong white, long legs ached in protest as he began to slink away into the forest. The now mature brute turned his head back over his shoulder for one last look before his white coat disappeared into the groggy forest. His tail slunk low as it drug along the ground picking up pieces of dirt, causing his tail tip to turn grey. He lifted his cranium in the air slightly, takin a deep breath through his nose. A sudden scent surprised him, Wolves.
crush- Open
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OOC: Don't quite me on this but I think IcePaw is losing blood, dying. Slystar lost his first life. The Battle is over. I think that's the main events I suppose.
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StoneGaze peered into the medicine cat's den and seen her busy at work, a little too busy. With his past expirences in other clans and his mother being a Medicine cat herself, he picked up on quite a few things. His paws carried him limply over to the woods gathering the same herbs he used on RustFlake; Horsetail, Marigold, Oak Leaves, and some moss along with cobwebs. Luckily the herbs were plentiful in their territory so it didn't take long to gather the necessary items. He wrapped his plants into one big leaf and went back to camp with it in between his jaws. "My oh My ForeignGaze. You look.. Dashing." He caught himself not to say 'terrible' to keep that cats mind at ease.
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Macaire let his paws dip into the water, letting it flow over his massive paws. "Hmmm" He sighed, laying his head down in the dirt as his eyes glazed over, appearing to be seeing nothing directly. His thoughts wandered from one topic to the next, carefully picking out details he may have overlooked in the past. With one last huff, the brute stood up and shook his coat of dirt and sticks. He padded back into camp, grinning when he saw Forest and September talking in the dens. His eyes then trail back over to Teara, who was obviously deep in though. "Best not to bother her with my nonsense just yet." He chuckled as he dragged himself over to the omega den, laying down.
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SnakeStripe
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"Never look down on anybody unless you're helping them up."
Name:SnakeStripe.
Gender:Male
Rank:Warrior
Age:23 Moons
Personality: SnakeStripe is one to get everyone involved. He hates to see cats alone and will more then likely go over to talk to them. He loves getting to know his clan mates and learning more about them then others would. It's not that he's nosey, just prefers knowing who he's trusting. Snake isn't one to just open up and voice his opinion, but more as hinting around it in hopes of others catching on. Overall, SnakeStripe is a good humored, kind tom.
Crush?: Perhaps later.
Mate?: Noope
Kits?: VemonPaw.
History: SnakeStripe was born with two other kits. SedgeKit, and WillowKit. His wonderful cheery mother was GoldenFlower while his brutal father, StormClaw, was the total opposite. Snake didn't have a clue why on Earth they were mates, nor does he still, but he didn't question it once. For some odd enough reason, it worked. After his father evil plans finally broke apart the family he went the other way. Alone and young, the tom searched for family, and thus came VenomKit. By that time Venom was just a little blind kit, stuck in a hallowed out tree. Long story short, Snake took in the little kit and with neither of them knowing her name, he began calling her VenomKit, After all a Snake is her Father.
Other:High Tide.VenomPaw || VenomFang

The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk in our souls.
Name:VenomPaw
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 7 Moons
Personality:Venom is a total day and night of Snake. She is very sharp tongued and doesn't really care if she 'hurts' another cat. She tends to stray off alone and observe rather then talking. The young furball has a lot of potential of becoming a warrior, is she didn't have such a bad spirit. VenomPaw likes to stay with small groups as big crowds intimidate her. Also, because of her 'past' she doesn't trust very thoroughly, so I suggest if you gain it, don't lose it. There may just be a little patch of kindness left in her mind for one cat to befriend.
Crush?: Develop later.
Mate?: Nope.
Kits?:No.
History: She'd love to talk about her past, that is if she even knew it herself. She has no memories of her mother or father. And the only memories of her siblings were the squeaks they made while they were huddled together in the tree. She tends to say her 'father' Is Snake in order to stop questions from being asked. She loves discussing the adventures she has with him so it may seem that that is all the past she has.
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"Arrh" VenomPaw Hissed silently to herself as the stirring cats voices boomed throughout the caves. "The sun is still sleeping, what makes them think every other cat will wanna jump up awake" He grumbled as he narrowed eyes adjusted to the dim lighted den. Looking around slowly she noticed the silhouettes of the other apprentices sleeping soundly in their nest. "They could sleep though a down pour." She giggled, shaking her head slightly to wake her up enough to function."He promised he would today.." She grumbled as her small paws dragged her along the den and into camp. The small apprentice shook her fur out as her bright eyes looked from one cat to another, searching for SnakeStripe
The large fluffy tom observed the movements in the others jaws, trying to make out what they were saying. He laid his head on his rather large paws, not making any movements. Any cat would over look him, thinking he was sound asleep. SnakeStripes ears perked to the sound of an apprentice whining. "Oh no.." He silently chuckled, knowing Venom didn't get up until the afternoon. The warrior slowly got to his paw and stretched with a yawn, deciding to get up before VenomPaw got in trouble.
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Macaire laid where he was in his shady patch of lush grass as the others ate. If there was any left the brute would gladly take it, until then he had to wait. His tail swished slightly against the ground, picking up stray leaves. He let his pink tongue plop out as he turned onto his back, watching them upside down.
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Startled a little, Macaire let out a low grumble from his throat as Chain walk up to him. "Oh, Sorry! I was a little confused of the upside down world." He chuckled, turning back on to his stomach as the fresh meat was placed in front of his nose. A little suspicious, Macaire narrowed his eyes slightly and took a sniff of the chunk of meat. He didn't speak a word as Chain walk back, nor did he eat the meat. The large brute got to his paws and shuffled away slightly from the meat, not to be tempted of taking a bite.
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Welcome...
This is a Rouge Group and therefore have a few differences then clans. Please take these into consideration.
A little about us..
Frozen Mountain Rouge Groups (FMRG) was founded by TawnyDeath, a bloody thirsty she-cat that wandered over the frozen mountains. She killed anything that wandered onto her territory, and thus legends were formed. The fierce she took down artic wolves, And even humans. She was the legend mothers told their kits in order for them to behave. She then met a peculiar she named ShySoul. A Female that was about as crazy as Tawny, and thus she was spared. They finally agreed to take in more and more rouges that wandered. Not because they couldn't fight them, believe me they could, but to become more intimidating. To care on the legend if Tawny was to ever die. Eventually they laid down some harsh laws and a group was formed. A group to carry on her biddings as she took credit as no one knew a group of deadly cats were resting on the mountain. Once the group got settled there were two lucky young cats chosen to compete in the Chosen Test. A test to the death to see who would become the next After. (Deputy) This battle was held by Thistle And Dream. Two she cats with amazing skills. Sadly, it would be the first and last time a Chosen Test would be Held. Thistle was about to end with a final blow until Tawny screeched out, unable to see her dear 'Apprentice' Get killed, she crowned Thistle the winner and next after. Seeing how dangerous this group actually was many ran away that night of the test. The group got smaller and smaller, but the legend still there. The ones that ran away were killed to keep the Secret. Except one. That She went and made her own rouge group in order to set everyone in FMRG free. Breaking Currents Rouge group was Made (BCRG) This didn't last long. At all. It wasn't until Tawny walked into Everlasting Darkness the FMRG was over. Tawny took her own life to join The Dark Forest. The cats scattered, eager to get off the Brutal Territory. Except one faithful companion, Storm. StormClaw was Tawny's Mate. He still carries on the killing of the Iced over mountain, killing anything that laid a paw on his loves territory, recruiting cats to get carry on her word. To take down the clans. I am, Storm.
So you decided to Join?
There are a few things you need to know before jumping into that decision.
First off, Let's go over the ranks and what they do, as they are not the same as a claners.
The One: This is the 'leader' of the group. That would be me dear. The One tends to give out orders and looks over the work.
The After: The After is like a clan deputy. To get this you must challenge for it.
Chosen Ones: They are the 'Apprentices' Chosen by the After and One. They train them and when
they think they are ready, they will battle till the death to determine the new After
Herbalist: This would be the Medicine cat. The cat who tends to the wounded.
Herbalist App.: Apprentice in line for Herbalist. Learns the way of the Medicines.
Assassins: These cats would be the warrior of the Group. They fight off things that wander into the territory. Stealthy and deadly cats. The weaker Assassins go hunting.
Apprentices: This is the same as a Claner cat. You turn from a Little One to An Apprentice once you've turned 4 Moons.
Little Ones: Kits. Young cats younger then 4 moons.
We do not have any 'retired cats' If you get too old to fend for your clan you either become part of the fresh kill pile, or sent away. Depends on the mood.Still haven't changed your mind, dear?
Rules.
1. Higher Ranks can be challenged for.
2. Come on now, cats can not do ninja moves.
3. Show no mercy
4. No leaving.
5. No mates out of the Group,
6. Carry out the One and After's WishesIdentify yourself before we proceed on home.
Name:
Age:
Rank:
Would you like to run for After?:
Looks: Pictures Required
Mate:
Personality:
History:
Other:Ahh, I see. This way, Dear.
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Now, I know your paws are aching, but they will get used to the bitter cold. That up there is home, welcome new recruit.Inside there are numerous tunnels for dens with a clear glacier forming in the middle of camp.
Let me introduce myself..
Name: Rune. I don't expect to be called Storm anymore.
Age: 40 Moons.
Rank: The One.
Would you like to run for After?: No.
Looks: [img width=510 height=443]http://i41.tinypic.com/nd8zt0.jpg[/img]
Mate: Still mourning over the last love.
Other: Personality is optional, but history is not. My history is above so yeah.. c:Let's see how long you'll last, Dear..
The One (1/1)
RuneThe After (0/1)
Chosen Ones (0/2)
Herbalist (0/1)
Herbalist App (0/1)
Assassins (1/30)
AkiApprentices (1/ 12)
Kali
Little Ones (0/6)
Please, Try to use more then one sentence while roleplaying in the group. Thanks! Sign up! It'll be fun.
Also, I will be starting off with an After but once the Chosen Ones are trained and ready then the After will step down, or challenge the winner of that. Thanks for Joining! c: -
StoneGaze just stood rather still as a grin crept along his muzzle. He licked his paw and swept is past his ears, trying to clean himself from the blood. "I suppose this is a good time to visit the river.." He chuckled, noticing the dry blood in spots he wasn't ale to clean. Seeing his apprentices condition he briskly padded up to her, laying his tail on her back. "FlamePaw, Come with me." He hissed silently before walking away towards the medicine cat's den.
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Accepted. I'll make a roleplay thread once a few more have joined. Thanks!
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"Pack rules September. Omega's are permitted to eat when the rest of the pack has had their fill" He shrugged slightly as his eyes stared down at the dirt.
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"Well Duh, I'm not going to go hungry September. Trust me." He snickered as the brutes concern for him. Macaire dug his claws into the ground and pulled his leg back. He grinned as the earth parted beneath his scratch, leaving a mark. "So, How'd it go Loverboy?" He pushed his lightly with his paw in a joking manner.
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"Let's just wait awhile longer FlamePaw. You still have much to learn yet." Stonegaze chuckled as he stopped abruptly. He turned around slowly, watching the rest of the ceremony. "Hold up a second, thought the meeting was over." He whispered over to Flame as he sat down.