Roleplay

[center][font=veranda][size=7][u]Howling Fear[/u][/size] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/2c86385ba305df8d859929febd08287f/tumblr_ol219ePngN1slzt2wo1_400.gif[/img] [size=4]In a lush wilderlands, located far from human contact lay two clans; WildsClan and MistClan. Their homes consist of running rivers, a waterfall, and tall evergreens that seem to touch the stars. But each clan wants control of the forest, and their balance remains shifted, with tensions being high. It doesn’t seem to help that, on one of the half moons that the Medicine Cats visit the Moonstone, an omen is delivered to all of them. StarClan presents the Medicine Cats with an unknown threat, one that is larger than anything they’ve ever beheld before. [i]“Beware the howls of the moon, the one behind the bloodthirsty fangs.”[/i] A sea of red overcame the cats before they could see clearly of what the new foes were-- but they were definitely bigger than normal predators. So when they returned to their normal realm, the cats discussed amongst themselves. They’d decide that it couldn’t be foxes or bears, and certainly not the deer, badgers and moose that they would cross paths with every so often. No, it was something far worse-- and it appeared that one clan cat was leading them to death. Thus, as the Medicine cats fled back to their camps, they’d already find that the chaos was soon beginning-- a torn up, bloodied corpse of a moose lay in their paths, just before they’d part… But the source was unknown. So, when they returned to talk to the leader and deputy, they agreed to not tell their clanmates until morning. But sure enough, humans had brought a new predator into the ecosystem, which was their way of controlling the deer population; wolves. There were just four released, two males, and two females. They were brought to reproduce, build a pack, and maintain the ecosystem, not knowing of the clan cats that made the woods their home. Only one cat easily found a way to control these wolves; but their name is unknown. Suddenly, the war between MistClan and WildsClan comes to a halt, and they have their first gathering after many generations of war. Each side agrees to make an attempt to work together, but remain weary of one another. However, since their truce is quite fragile, when cats turn up dead, a case hysteria breaks out, and numbers dwindle. But the puppet master remains tall, and watches through the chaos.[/size] [font=veranda][size=7]Link to the IC/RP Thread [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2582908]here![/url][/size][/font]

[center][font=veranda][size=7]MistClan[/size] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/d90e084dfda97aa8e686128bda404359/tumblr_pj4u1ebW5i1tydaqno2_540.jpg[/img] [size=5]-Dens are all made of large boulders washed up when the clan's ancestors arrived. -The meeting place is called the Oak Branch. -The fresh-kill pile is set on a flat stone. -The clan camp is lined with large bushes and a few Evergreen trees.[/size] [center][font=veranda][size=7]General Map[/size] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/9848944f968723a3d33ff5be3d5a00fe/tumblr_pj4u1ebW5i1tydaqno3_540.jpg[/img] [size=5]-MistClan's training camp is a sandy area next to the camp. -WildsClan's training camp is south of their camp. -MistClan's hunting grounds is around the river that borders their territory, extending to the upper side of the river. The path to Mothermouth belongs to no clan. WildsClan's hunting grounds is north and northeast of the clan camp, but does not reach the gathering area, nor the Whispering Woods. -The gathering area is a field with a large, unknown stone that had once crashed into the earth when the clan's first settlers arrived. The ground has since returned to normal, but small curves near the stone still exist. -The Whispering Woods are a dark, dense part of the forest that is home to a majority of the larger predators (bears, foxes, hawks, badgers, wolves), and is an area mostly unexplored, since it has been forbidden to enter. In the heart of the Whispering Woods is the Howling Cavern, a large cave system home to the wolves. -The path WildsClan takes to the Mothermouth is across the river, but an array of stones help them cross easier. -Inside of the Mothermouth is a giant crystal that glows when the moon and sun hit it. Like the series, the connection to StarClan is the strongest when the moon directly hits the crystal.[/size] [center][font=veranda][size=7]WildsClan[/size] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/38927f9996241934ab234b334494ebe6/tumblr_pj4u1ebW5i1tydaqno1_540.jpg[/img] [size=5]-Dens are typically made from branches stuck by tough mud and moss. The elders den and leaders den is made from a fallen log, the entrances of each den hidden by vines. -The pond next to the medicine cat den is used to keep moss wet, especially helps for keeping the herbs fresh. -The fresh-kill pile is set up on a flat stone. -The stones the jut out from the front and back entrance from the camp stack up at an angle, the back entrance is typically used for emergency exits. -The meeting place is a giant, jagged stone called the waystone.[/size]

[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/8e6074bd30a783f51e9534fbc68a6efc/tumblr_pi55hh9tVn1sdll2v_1280.jpg[/img] [font=veranda][size=4][b]Name:[/b] Crowfrost [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 49 moons [b]Sexuality:[/b] Homosexual [b]Voice Claim:[/b] Jeremy Jordan [b]Breed:[/b] Javanese/Oriental mix [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] WildsClan [b]Backstory:[/b] Midnightsong fell in love with Alderstar on a hunting patrol, and the rest was history. When Crowfrost was born, he thought he would be loved, just like any other kit in the nursery. But instead, his mother whispered ideas of revolution in the young kit's ears. And as he grew older, he followed his mother's will, and held a boiling hatred for not only his father, but the rest who stood before him, blocking his path to greatness. She easily made him into a kit that she desired, acting as a loving mother, but a puppeteer that formed her only son's mind into one plagued with revolution-- it was victory or death for him. This harsh mentality followed him during his apprenticeship, when Snakefang became the mentor to a withdrawn Crowpaw. And while Snakefang was an ambitious and devoted warrior, he was also corrupt by Midnightsong's ideals, and agreed to put Crowpaw through rigorous training, unlike the rest of the apprentices. Crowpaw was to stay up, all night if he had to, mastering his hunting and fighting skills to Snakefang's approval-- and in the night, claws were allowed. But when he was finally made a warrior, free from Snakefang, Crowfrost decided he wanted revenge; a battle of which only one cat would make it out alive. At the edge of the clan's territory, watched over by Midnightsong, Crowfrost and Snakefang had their final battle. And while Snakefang was ultimately killed, he didn't go down without severely scarring Crowfrost; a nod to the scar down the left side of his face. And he knows just who was next on his list. [b]Personality:[/b] He was groomed to fit the mold of a tough, unrelenting fighter-- and that's exactly who he is. Crowfrost is intimidating, manipulative, and lacks a lot of compassion. He is aware of what his actions cause, but the echoing voice of Victory or Death remains in his mind constantly, buzzing like a fly that just won't quit. However, despite his rough exterior, Crowfrost does care about the fate of his clan, and simply wants the best for them to flourish and not worry about spending days battling in a neverending war, and will go about this at any means necessary. He is slick and secretive, and seems to give a generally bad aura about him most of the time, but has also learned to push it down, and act as a loyal clan cat, following his leader though rain and shine; but he'd never admit aloud that he would make a far better leader, lest the chance came. [b]Other:[/b] Due to his intense training, Crowfrost has a lot of pent up stamina and agility. He is able to continue on a fight when another is left exhausted and overwhelmed, not to mention his needle-like claws are incredibly powerful in battle. [b]Appearance:[/b] Despite growing up in harsh conditions, Crowfrost has a sleek pelt that almost has a shine to his jet black fur. He is short haired with more of a slim build, but still incredibly agile and powerful. Crowfrost has a white spot on his chest between his front legs, along with a white paw on his back right leg that runs up a few inches in his few. While he has had many scars in the past, a majority has faded so that his fur has grown over them, but one ghastly scar remains; claw marks running down the entire side of the left side of his face, just barely missing his eye and ear. [b]Short description:[/b] A sleek, jet black tom with a white spot on his chest and back right leg. His eyes are a dull yellow, and he has a large scar running down the side of his left face. [b]Familial Relationships:[/b] Midnightsong: Mother, deceased Alderstar: Father, recently lost his last life, though the cause is unknown [b]Platonic and Romantic Relationships:[/b] (P) Littlefeather: Alive, was a mentor to him (P) Snakefang: Deceased, ex-mentor who was more on the abusive side

[img]https://cdn1-www.cattime.com/assets/uploads/gallery/ragdoll/ragdoll-cats-kittens-1.jpg[/img] [font=veranda][size=4]A scar runs down his left shoulder, and he's a bit shorter than most other cats due to having been the runt of the litter. [b]Name:[/b] Littlefeather Little: For his short stature Feather: For his daydreaming state and fluffy fur [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age[/b] 27 moons [b]Voice Claim:[/b] Seth Gabel [b]Breed:[/b] Ragdoll [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] WildsClan [b]Personality:[/b] Rational thinker | Caring | Levelheaded | Loyal Because of his rather welcoming aura, Littlefeather is a genuinely caring cat, loyal to those he adores. He is also a rational thinker, and tends to try and mentally play out any situation in his mind before he makes a choice, as he hates simply diving in blind, opposite of how he was during apprenticehood, as he has grown significantly since then with help from his patient mentor, leading him to know how to stay calm in stressful situations. Littlefeather has also been the type of cat who is easy to confide in, with his kindness and affectionate nature. Introverted | Lets heart lead | Overthinks| Lacks motivation On the flip side, Littlefeather has his own shell that he sometimes struggles to come out of, so even though he’s quite friendly, many interactions with others he doesn’t know too well tends to make him nervous and force out responses, which in turn, causes him to overthink-- how will his words and actions impact others? What if he embarasses himself in front of someone else of a higher ranking? Littlefeather also has a small tendency, because he’s such a kind cat, to accidentally get attached to others. Leading with his heart in such ways makes him emotional, and truly tests his loyalty to his clan. Easily flustered | Good hearing | Fits in small areas He never exactly got used to compliments, but they always made him feel butterflies in his stomach, especially if they came from a cat he admired immensely. Littlefeather also has incredibly good hearing, which means enemies are seldom able to successfully sneak up on him before he notices them first, giving him an upper-hand in battle and hunting. [b]Other:[/b]Surprisingly, Littlefeather is a much smaller cat, he just has a lot of fur on his body. Because of this, he has a knack for sneaking into small places to hide. [b]Familial Relationships:[/b] Pebblenose: Father, passed from old age Cherrytail: Mother, died shortly after giving birth Flowerflame: Sister, deceased recently from wolves [b]Platonic and Romantic Relationships:[/b] (P) Crowfrost: Alive, was mentored by him

@SwootleDootle

Could I reserve the Mistclan Deputy?

@WaywardWendigo

sure thing!

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