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tucked away for moons between vast mountains, flowers and light speckles of trees sprawl over fields of dewy grass. birds, rabbits, foxes, squirrels, badgers, deer, mice--life is plentiful, and on any given day, animals can be seen fluttering and leaping and dancing about the rich and vibrant valley. a brisk river, whose gentle cascade is like that of a lullaby, is stocked with silvery fish.
valleyclan has thrived as long as any cat can remember. their existence has been a peaceful one.
the occasional sickness, perhaps one or two fox attacks, maybe a drowning incident... it is rare to find a cat--elder or kit--who can remember a time of strife. the cats have faith in starclan;
what is there to fear?
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[b]Rules:[/b]
1. No god-modding/power-playing, unless you are given specific instructions to do so.
2. Please try to write at least 4-5 sentences (maybe a paragraph?) per post to keep things interesting! :)
3. No purple or rainbow cats with wings... no crazy names either!
4. Please, please, please create drama and conflict! Medicine cat love? Cool! Someone dies?
Neat! I encourage you to spice it up!
5. Run things by me if you have an idea for a prophecy or MAJOR event.
[b]6. Please post ALL sign-up forms in the forms and discussion thread![/b]
[url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2227605]Form & Discussion thread (click me!)[/url][/center]
V a l l e y c l a n
tucked away for moons between vast mountains, flowers and light speckles of trees sprawl over fields of dewy grass. birds, rabbits, foxes, squirrels, badgers, deer, mice--life is plentiful, and on any given day, animals can be seen fluttering and leaping and dancing about the rich and vibrant valley. a brisk river, whose gentle cascade is like that of a lullaby, is stocked with silvery fish.
valleyclan has thrived as long as any cat can remember. their existence has been a peaceful one.
the occasional sickness, perhaps one or two fox attacks, maybe a drowning incident... it is rare to find a cat--elder or kit--who can remember a time of strife. the cats have faith in starclan;
what is there to fear?
Welcome!
Rules:
1. No god-modding/power-playing, unless you are given specific instructions to do so.
2. Please try to write at least 4-5 sentences (maybe a paragraph?) per post to keep things interesting! :)
3. No purple or rainbow cats with wings... no crazy names either!
4. Please, please, please create drama and conflict! Medicine cat love? Cool! Someone dies?
Neat! I encourage you to spice it up!
5. Run things by me if you have an idea for a prophecy or MAJOR event.
6. Please post ALL sign-up forms in the forms and discussion thread!
Form & Discussion thread (click me!)
Clan Information
Prey: mice, rabbits, birds, voles, squirrels
Predators: cats, foxes, badgers, wild dogs, birds of prey (hawks, falcons, eagles, etc)
Current Season: Greenleaf
Current Weather: Sunny & dewy, slight breeze
Current Events: None (new kits, new mates, sicknesses, deaths, etc)
Leader:
Specklestar
Deputy:
Wolfstrike
Medicine Cat:
Dawnpetal
Medicine Cat Apprentice:
Koipaw
Warriors:
Emberheart
Adderwhisker
Moondusk
Doestep
Echoheart
Mottleclaw
Splinterpelt
Raventooth
Redlark
Amaranthbuzz
Apprentices:
Foxpaw
Sparrowpaw
Morningpaw
Galepaw
Speckpaw
Firepaw
Queens:
Laurelheart
Kits:
Willowkit
Strangekit
Elders:
Cedarbark
Crushes & Mates:
(---> = one sided, <---> two sided, ---- mates)
Emberheart ---> Wolfstrike
Family:
Foxpaw & Sparrowpaw ---> Siblings
Adderwhisker & Emberheart ---> Siblings
Mentors & Apprentices:
Foxpaw -- Doestep
Sparrowpaw -- Adderwhisker
Morningpaw -- Emberheart
Galepaw -- Splinterpelt
Speckpaw -- Moondusk
Firepaw -- Redlark
Clan Information
Prey: mice, rabbits, birds, voles, squirrels
Predators: cats, foxes, badgers, wild dogs, birds of prey (hawks, falcons, eagles, etc)
Current Season: Greenleaf
Current Weather: Sunny & dewy, slight breeze
Current Events: None (new kits, new mates, sicknesses, deaths, etc)
Leader:
Specklestar
Deputy:
Wolfstrike
Medicine Cat:
Dawnpetal
Medicine Cat Apprentice:
Koipaw
Warriors:
Emberheart
Adderwhisker
Moondusk
Doestep
Echoheart
Mottleclaw
Splinterpelt
Raventooth
Redlark
Amaranthbuzz
Apprentices:
Foxpaw
Sparrowpaw
Morningpaw
Galepaw
Speckpaw
Firepaw
Queens:
Laurelheart
Kits:
Willowkit
Strangekit
Elders:
Cedarbark
Crushes & Mates:
(---> = one sided, <---> two sided, ---- mates)
Emberheart ---> Wolfstrike
Family:
Foxpaw & Sparrowpaw ---> Siblings
Adderwhisker & Emberheart ---> Siblings
Mentors & Apprentices:
Foxpaw -- Doestep
Sparrowpaw -- Adderwhisker
Morningpaw -- Emberheart
Galepaw -- Splinterpelt
Speckpaw -- Moondusk
Firepaw -- Redlark
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Reserved just in case c:
The sun was already up high and blessed every life beings on earth with its warmth, the scenario slowly zoomed in an everblooming grass fields speckled with blooming flowers and sky high trees, and every birds singing their songs. Beneath the rustled leaves, with the sun rays piercing through them, there be a big ball of furs sprawled across a rock boulder, basking in the warmth that the sun was offering at the very first time of the day.
The furball's eyes were shut tight but she was not asleep, with a pleased grin spread across her felis feature and her ears occasionally flickered in respond to every sounds and movements around her. Her name was Trick, err...well Echoheart, the Valley clan's newest member as of now, speaking of the clan, she was not far away from them. Just her usual morning route, she got up very early, perhaps more than most of the other cats just to get some times to herself before the day official started.
She was still getting used to not being feed 3 times a day without much effort but still she's grateful to be alive after that ordeal of being chased around on the streets. She didn't have much of a social life, not with her own kin at least, before she stumbled upon the clan, and she must admit that they have very interesting names and they also gave her a new one too, like their own! She loves to make friends but it seems like she has only been getting in their ways and might have annoyed some, but hey she's trying her best! And that's good enough for her.
Her curious green eyes fluttering open as a small squeaking sounds of a mice was making caught her attention. Her pupils tightened as she zoned in on the critter, how did the other cats exactly do this again? Echoheart didn't think for a moment before she leaped from the boulder... to completely missed the mice and getting a face full of dirt. She yowled at the impact, then laid there in utter defeat Come back! I just wanted to play! ... She thought with a sigh.
The sun was already up high and blessed every life beings on earth with its warmth, the scenario slowly zoomed in an everblooming grass fields speckled with blooming flowers and sky high trees, and every birds singing their songs. Beneath the rustled leaves, with the sun rays piercing through them, there be a big ball of furs sprawled across a rock boulder, basking in the warmth that the sun was offering at the very first time of the day.
The furball's eyes were shut tight but she was not asleep, with a pleased grin spread across her felis feature and her ears occasionally flickered in respond to every sounds and movements around her. Her name was Trick, err...well Echoheart, the Valley clan's newest member as of now, speaking of the clan, she was not far away from them. Just her usual morning route, she got up very early, perhaps more than most of the other cats just to get some times to herself before the day official started.
She was still getting used to not being feed 3 times a day without much effort but still she's grateful to be alive after that ordeal of being chased around on the streets. She didn't have much of a social life, not with her own kin at least, before she stumbled upon the clan, and she must admit that they have very interesting names and they also gave her a new one too, like their own! She loves to make friends but it seems like she has only been getting in their ways and might have annoyed some, but hey she's trying her best! And that's good enough for her.
Her curious green eyes fluttering open as a small squeaking sounds of a mice was making caught her attention. Her pupils tightened as she zoned in on the critter, how did the other cats exactly do this again? Echoheart didn't think for a moment before she leaped from the boulder... to completely missed the mice and getting a face full of dirt. She yowled at the impact, then laid there in utter defeat Come back! I just wanted to play! ... She thought with a sigh.
A large mound of stormy fur rose and fell slowly as the morning sun broke the horizon. Golden optics met golden rays of light that had begun to filter through the branches above, and Wolfstrike' jaws parted on a long yawn as he lifted his head. After a moment, he rose to his paws, and shook out his long fur. Gazing around the den, he carefully made his way through the sleeping forms of his clanmates, making sure he didn't step on anyone's tail.
Once he pushed his way through the bracken into the camp center, he looked to the leader's den, searching for Specklestar.
Adderwhisker and Emberheart lay curled together, sleeping soundly through the sounds of the morning. Even as clanmates began to rouse around them, they slept, which surely didn't surprise anyone. The twin cats were well known for sleeping in.
Emberheart dreamt of chasing mice through a golden field, the breeze in her fur and the sun shining above. Adderwhisker dreamed of climbing a great oak, leaping from branch to branch as effortlessly as a squirrel.
(I will be updating Willowkit's history soon!)
Willowkit bounced around the nursery, her blue eyes wide with wonder and excitement. She'd reached her sixth moon, and it was almost time for her to become an apprentice! Peeking out of the den, she looked around the camp, and her eyes focused on Wolfstrike standing by the Warrior's den. The Deputy was the closest thing young Willowkit had to a parent, as he'd been the one who had found her and offered to raise her. "Wolfstrike! Good morning!" She called, forgetting how early it was.
A large mound of stormy fur rose and fell slowly as the morning sun broke the horizon. Golden optics met golden rays of light that had begun to filter through the branches above, and Wolfstrike' jaws parted on a long yawn as he lifted his head. After a moment, he rose to his paws, and shook out his long fur. Gazing around the den, he carefully made his way through the sleeping forms of his clanmates, making sure he didn't step on anyone's tail.
Once he pushed his way through the bracken into the camp center, he looked to the leader's den, searching for Specklestar.
Adderwhisker and Emberheart lay curled together, sleeping soundly through the sounds of the morning. Even as clanmates began to rouse around them, they slept, which surely didn't surprise anyone. The twin cats were well known for sleeping in.
Emberheart dreamt of chasing mice through a golden field, the breeze in her fur and the sun shining above. Adderwhisker dreamed of climbing a great oak, leaping from branch to branch as effortlessly as a squirrel.
(I will be updating Willowkit's history soon!)
Willowkit bounced around the nursery, her blue eyes wide with wonder and excitement. She'd reached her sixth moon, and it was almost time for her to become an apprentice! Peeking out of the den, she looked around the camp, and her eyes focused on Wolfstrike standing by the Warrior's den. The Deputy was the closest thing young Willowkit had to a parent, as he'd been the one who had found her and offered to raise her. "Wolfstrike! Good morning!" She called, forgetting how early it was.
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[font=century][size=4]The sun shone dimly, hanging low in the sky. Its beams lit up the dewdrops that rested on the grass of the valley, glistened on the river, and replaced the shimmering hide of Silverpelt. In only a few moments, Specklestar would rise from her den, announcing the morning patrols. The cats of the clan would begin their duties, as they always did.
But, in the brambles of the nursery, where the light didn't touch, something stirred. A pair of green eyes, glowing in the dark, glared out, ever watchful. The eyes shifted, looking. Looking for something.
"Wolfstrike! Good morning!" Instantly, the eyes turned. "Willowkit," a voice growled. She waited for her to turn. And then, she leapt.
Strangekit grappled to hang onto Willowkit's fur. "Gotcha!" she cried, batting at her face.
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The sun shone dimly, hanging low in the sky. Its beams lit up the dewdrops that rested on the grass of the valley, glistened on the river, and replaced the shimmering hide of Silverpelt. In only a few moments, Specklestar would rise from her den, announcing the morning patrols. The cats of the clan would begin their duties, as they always did.
But, in the brambles of the nursery, where the light didn't touch, something stirred. A pair of green eyes, glowing in the dark, glared out, ever watchful. The eyes shifted, looking. Looking for something.
"Wolfstrike! Good morning!" Instantly, the eyes turned. "Willowkit," a voice growled. She waited for her to turn. And then, she leapt.
Strangekit grappled to hang onto Willowkit's fur. "Gotcha!" she cried, batting at her face.
As Specklestar awoke, the sun was beaming small ribbons of sunlight into her den. She stretched over the cool stone, going over the many tasks of the day making sure she didn't miss anything in her mind. She rose, and poised her self in a more assertive way, like a proper leader.
She strolled out of the den, onto the flat top of the mound, where the cats would gather below, and saw Wolfstrike strolling towards the general direction of the meeting area.
"Wolfstrike!" she called, "Could you wake the other warriors for the morning gathering please?"
Normally, most cats would be waiting for her to give the daily notices, but all the warriors were either late waking up, or she was too early. Or, maybe it was the latter. She sat down onto the rock and waited for her fellow clan mates to accumulate.
As Specklestar awoke, the sun was beaming small ribbons of sunlight into her den. She stretched over the cool stone, going over the many tasks of the day making sure she didn't miss anything in her mind. She rose, and poised her self in a more assertive way, like a proper leader.
She strolled out of the den, onto the flat top of the mound, where the cats would gather below, and saw Wolfstrike strolling towards the general direction of the meeting area.
"Wolfstrike!" she called, "Could you wake the other warriors for the morning gathering please?"
Normally, most cats would be waiting for her to give the daily notices, but all the warriors were either late waking up, or she was too early. Or, maybe it was the latter. She sat down onto the rock and waited for her fellow clan mates to accumulate.
Raventooth awoke to the familiar excited squeaks of kits. Uncurling and stretching, she soon padded out of the nursery, looking about the clearing. A few cats seemed to be up already, Specklestar perched on top of the mound. Raventooth watched the deputy enter the warriors den, before turning her attention on the two kits. She chuckled softly, her tail flicking in amusement. "Up early again I see..." Purring, she watched them, leaf yellow eyes glimmering slightly. "Okay, how about we play a game?" Raventooth wouldn't admit it to them, but she wanted them to use up their early morning energy, so they wouldn't fidget during the clan meeting.
Splinterpelt dug his claws into the dirt, digging furiously. Eventually he unearthed the squirrel he had caught earlier. Bending low, he struggled with picking it up with a vole already in his mouth. Somehow, he managed to do it, and began to stalk his way back to the camp. When he entered, he realized that everyone was waking, Specklestar on the mound ready to call a clan meeting. As he crossed the clearing towards the fresh-kill pile, he waved his tail in greeting to Raventooth. Dropping what he caught onto the pile, he remained where he stood, not at all eager to make his way to the mound and wait for the meeting to start.
Mottleclaw awoke at the very back of the warriors den, watching as Wolfstrike began to wake the others. Quietly, Mottleclaw stood and left the den, brushing past the deputy. He could see that Specklestar was about to call for a clan meeting, so he approached the mound and sat. His eyes looked about the clearing and spotting Splinterpelt, he waved him over. The other warrior bounded over, settling besides him. "Did you catch anything?" Mottleclaw grumbled. Splinterpelt nodded, running a paw across his snout. Dipping his head, Mottleclaw waited patiently for the other warriors to arrive.
Raventooth awoke to the familiar excited squeaks of kits. Uncurling and stretching, she soon padded out of the nursery, looking about the clearing. A few cats seemed to be up already, Specklestar perched on top of the mound. Raventooth watched the deputy enter the warriors den, before turning her attention on the two kits. She chuckled softly, her tail flicking in amusement. "Up early again I see..." Purring, she watched them, leaf yellow eyes glimmering slightly. "Okay, how about we play a game?" Raventooth wouldn't admit it to them, but she wanted them to use up their early morning energy, so they wouldn't fidget during the clan meeting.
Splinterpelt dug his claws into the dirt, digging furiously. Eventually he unearthed the squirrel he had caught earlier. Bending low, he struggled with picking it up with a vole already in his mouth. Somehow, he managed to do it, and began to stalk his way back to the camp. When he entered, he realized that everyone was waking, Specklestar on the mound ready to call a clan meeting. As he crossed the clearing towards the fresh-kill pile, he waved his tail in greeting to Raventooth. Dropping what he caught onto the pile, he remained where he stood, not at all eager to make his way to the mound and wait for the meeting to start.
Mottleclaw awoke at the very back of the warriors den, watching as Wolfstrike began to wake the others. Quietly, Mottleclaw stood and left the den, brushing past the deputy. He could see that Specklestar was about to call for a clan meeting, so he approached the mound and sat. His eyes looked about the clearing and spotting Splinterpelt, he waved him over. The other warrior bounded over, settling besides him. "Did you catch anything?" Mottleclaw grumbled. Splinterpelt nodded, running a paw across his snout. Dipping his head, Mottleclaw waited patiently for the other warriors to arrive.
Laurelheart
A soft smell of flowers filled the greenleaf air, giving the camp a peaceful feel even with the many cats buzzing about, carrying out their duties as the day went. Laurelheart on the other hand sighed deeply with longing. She wished she could be our there with her fellow clanmates catching prey. Her tail wrapped around her paws and her belly. She'd soon give birth to kits and she wouldn't have to be stuck in camp all the time. Laurelheart sighed, pushing herself into her paws and walking towards the entrance of the camp.
I'll just go for a quick walk. It won't hurt anybody. She walked through the entrance, her paws quickening with excitement at getting to feel the breeze in her fur.
[Sorry it any mistakes. I'm on mobile and will be till I'm able to get a new computer.]
Laurelheart
A soft smell of flowers filled the greenleaf air, giving the camp a peaceful feel even with the many cats buzzing about, carrying out their duties as the day went. Laurelheart on the other hand sighed deeply with longing. She wished she could be our there with her fellow clanmates catching prey. Her tail wrapped around her paws and her belly. She'd soon give birth to kits and she wouldn't have to be stuck in camp all the time. Laurelheart sighed, pushing herself into her paws and walking towards the entrance of the camp.
I'll just go for a quick walk. It won't hurt anybody. She walked through the entrance, her paws quickening with excitement at getting to feel the breeze in her fur.
[Sorry it any mistakes. I'm on mobile and will be till I'm able to get a new computer.]
Her ears perked up at the various sounds coming from the camp, she turned her head to their direction and saw that everyone is already getting up and Specklestar is probably ready to have a morning gathering as usual. Echoheart bounced on her feet and raced back, not wanting to cause any more trouble for not showing up already, she needed to prove herself if she wanted to stay with the clan longer.
In the haste of her excitement she almost rammed into Laurelheart at the camp entrance "Whoa!" The molly exclaimed as she quickly stepped on her own brake before she tumbled into the pregnant she-cat, it'd be terrible if something bad happened to Laurelheart and her unborn kits and Echoheart is the cause of it.
Dusts were flying everywhere as she towered over the other she-cat, her green eyes closed tightly for a moment, all of her fur coat stand straight up in anxiety. But luckily, the impact never came, and she slowly opened her eyes to look down at Laurelheart. The giant ball of excitement let out a huge relief sigh, seeing the molly unharmed. She quickly stuttered an apologize "Oh-oh my fur, are you okay?! I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to- I was in a hurry and- Uhm Hi! Good morning!" Echoheart tried to shot the other female a wide awkward grin, in the defend of her embarrassing stutter earlier.
Her ears perked up at the various sounds coming from the camp, she turned her head to their direction and saw that everyone is already getting up and Specklestar is probably ready to have a morning gathering as usual. Echoheart bounced on her feet and raced back, not wanting to cause any more trouble for not showing up already, she needed to prove herself if she wanted to stay with the clan longer.
In the haste of her excitement she almost rammed into Laurelheart at the camp entrance "Whoa!" The molly exclaimed as she quickly stepped on her own brake before she tumbled into the pregnant she-cat, it'd be terrible if something bad happened to Laurelheart and her unborn kits and Echoheart is the cause of it.
Dusts were flying everywhere as she towered over the other she-cat, her green eyes closed tightly for a moment, all of her fur coat stand straight up in anxiety. But luckily, the impact never came, and she slowly opened her eyes to look down at Laurelheart. The giant ball of excitement let out a huge relief sigh, seeing the molly unharmed. She quickly stuttered an apologize "Oh-oh my fur, are you okay?! I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to- I was in a hurry and- Uhm Hi! Good morning!" Echoheart tried to shot the other female a wide awkward grin, in the defend of her embarrassing stutter earlier.
