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Here is where Moonclan lives. If you wish to see the allegiances just ask and i’ll post the current allegiances. Enjoy!
Please do!
Fallowkit walked aimlessly around the nursery “Honey, come here, and stay still if you’re not going to go play.” Floralpad mewed kindly “But, Floralpad, I don’t want to sleep! And Furzeflare is out on a hunting patrol so I can’t get a badger ride!” Floralpad sighed as Wispkit sat up “Wanna see if Fizzkink will give us a badger ride? He hasn’t left camp yet!” Fallowkit didn’t seem interested in her friend’s proposal, instead, she continued her pacing “Oh, come on, his badger rides aren’t that bad!” he encouraged “Fiiiiiiine” the she-kit finally agreed. “Fizzkink!” Wispkit called, dashing from the nursery “Hey, wait!” Fallowkit mewled to them, also rushing away from the warm milky scented den. Surprised, Fizzkink jumped up from his thrush “Oh, kits!” He laughed. Was that relief? Who cares. “Badger ride! Badger ride!” the kits chanted “Oh, I see.” He glanced at his half-eaten thrush “Just let me finish this real quick” Wispkit and Fallowkit groaned as they waited for him to scarf down the thrush in a very messy manner. “Now can we have a badger ride?” Fallowkit begged. Fizzkink’s reply was to crouch down “Hop on!” he called to the kits, standing after their tiny claws pierced his fur. (Okay, I think that’s enough writing 😛 With nothing happening I just gave them a badger ride)
(aww so cute)
:3333
(I’m gonna yeet a random cat named by a warrior name generator here and create sort of a bio during roleplay if thats fine.)
Smallskip
21 moons old
She-cat
Tiny (about the size of an apprentice) with a white pelt and amber eyes. Has a fluffy pale-gray striped tail.
Mentor: Sandywhisker (Deceased)
Apprentice: N/A
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Hope this character’s ok <3
accepted and this would be better for the character creation page.
Hey, uh, this is an actual roleplay page. Go here to make a character to roleplay asr: https://blogclan.katecary.co.uk/tenor-5/
Swiftstar looked around and then her gaze landed on Fangheart and Shadowfaith. “How am I going to ensure her being the next deputy if she has a mate?” Then a voice whispered in her ears. Swifty, she’s the one i’ve told you about, the one to change the code. Swiftstar accepted the sweet sound of Bluebush’s voice. “I’m sorry you died.” Swift whispered. Bluebush started to fade and reminded Swiftstar of the bloodfang’s powers.
Fangheart gazed at Shadowfaith. Didn’t matter to her whether he was born in Stormclan or not. She walked over to the Resting Rock and yawned as she fell asleep
Shadowfaith watched Fangheart fall asleep then began his worry session. “What happens if he finds me… What happens if he finds me… Wolfpelt might be in danger… No, wait, she’s already dead. What happens if Nightmare Curse returns?” Shadowfaith shuddered at the thought of Fangheart’s demon side. The fur blacker than night, the blazing red eyes with red mist coming from them as though they were on fire, the dragon horns, and the murderous glare and grin… He met the demon queen when he and Fangheart were apprentices. Fang had released the demon to take down Ghostpatch and the rogues. Half of them, including Ghostpatch survived and escaped, still enough of them to form an entire clan, which is just what they did. Darkclan will return no matter what. Shadowfaith started to break down as usual. He thought about Ashclaw, the one that killed his sister Wolfpelt. Shadowfaith was lost to his thoughts for the rest of the day.
(So sorry I havent done anything on here! I kinda forgot I joined :/)
StormPaw and FeatherPaw walked out together. Stormpaw was murmuring something to FeatherPaw, but PebbleStream didn’t know what. She sighed, and walked over to them. “Hey FeatherPaw, StormPaw!” PebbleStream mewed happily, all of her suspicions evaporating. “Hello!” They mewed in Unison. “Is there something you want?” StormPaw mewed supisciously. “Nope, just wanted to say Hi to my apprentice, FeatherPaw.” And my secret little sister! PebbleStream thought. “Hi..” Featherpaw said shyly. Pebblestream pressed against her pelt. “Hi.” Pebblestream mewed back. Stormpaw’s fur was bristling. He didn’t like being around other cats that weren’t close to him. Pebblestream walked away, and then sat down and groomed herself.
After Fizzkink blundered around the camp, kits in tow, for a few moments, he decided to stop. “Aww!” Fallowkit whined, “This is why we never ask you for badger rides!” Wispkit looked at her “Don’t be rude, Fallowkit!” Fallowkit simply groaned, left the back of Fizzkink, and went to bother Pebblestream. Wispkit chased after her to do the same.
Pebblestream saw the two kits galloping towards her clumsily and she froze with terror. Awwww, come on! She jumped up and darted towards the wall of rocks. SHe tried to scramble up the wall but she was unsuccessful. She came crashing down and landed on her back. She groaned. She blinked her eyes open to two little kits towering over her. Dang it! “Hello Fallowkit and Wishkit.” She grumbled. (Also if you consider that controlling your characters I am sorry! I can restart it if you want.)
Frairpaw~ the silver tom looked over to see pebblestream fall off the wall of rocks he sprinted over to see if she was ok “pebblestream are you alright you landed a bit weird?” frairpaw fretted and gazed down to see two kits
Pebblestream glared at Frairpaw. “Huh? I landed weird? I didn’t notice.” She sighed “And yes, I am fine.”
Fallowkit snickered. “You sure are good at landing!” she teased. Wispkit glared at her “Stop bothering cats!”
Pebblestream hauled her self up, and cuffed Fallowkit’s ear gently. “Thanks. Don’t you have someone else to bother?” Pebblestream asked exasperated. She had just become a warrior, and in the first few moons of it, the two little ones had already drove her crazy. Frairpaw wasn’t too much younger than she was, and he probably would become a warrior soon. She glared at Fallowkit one last time, then started grooming her newly ruffled fur again.
Fallowkit battered the she-cat’s tail as she tried to groom. Wispkit shoved his friend off of the young warrior. “Sorry about Fallowkit,” he told Pebblestream “She gets carried away, sometimes.” As he was seemingly about to leave, Fallowkit pounced on him. “I’ll show you carried away!” she yowled
Plumfrond passed by the arguing group, noticing the pair of kits fighting. She chuckled to herself; it reminded her of when her children were that age.
“Alright, that’s enough.” she plucked Fallowkit off of Wispkit. She further separated them and gave a look of amusement to Friarpaw and Pebblestream.
“It’s not my fault Fallowkit is so mouse-brained!” Wispkit squealed
friarpaw~ looked at the two kits in memory of when he and smokepaw were kits nowadays all they did was hunt and patrol even though he liked hunting and patrolling the forest he missed the sweet milky smell of the nursery and the scent of his mother nightfog and playing with his dad foamburble
“Why are you just staring at nothing?” Wispkit asked the thinking apprentice.
frairpaw~ “oh sorry wispkit I got lost in thought” he sputtered the gray tom flicked his bushy tail and padded towards the entrance
Wispkit followed him but stopped at the entrance. “I thought apprentices couldn’t go out of camp without warriors.” he mewed “Unless you’re sneaking out” he whispered
Pebblestream chased after the three. “I can come with Friarpaw if he needs me too.” Then Pebblestream narrowed her eyes. “I mean Friarpaw you don’t really have a choice. The kit’s right. You do need to go with a warrior.”
“Oh, hi, Pbblestream!” Wispkit said excitedly, as if he weren’t just talking with her a few moments ago.
“Mousebrain” She muttered back.
Pigeonpaw sat down, the hazy afternoon sun warming their fur. A speck of light hit the ground in front of the new apprentice; they batted at it on instinct, although never caught it. The day was so soft and lazy… it felt like nothing could ruin this moment.
Their brother, Shadedpaw, came bounding up to them.
“What are you doing lazing around?” He questioned and bounced from one foot to another.
Pigeonpaw purred, rolling over and facing towards the sky. They responded, “I’m enjoying the peace.”
“Oh, I have a story that’ll disrupt the peace…” Shadedpaw looked to them dramatically, as if knowing they’d be interested in what he had to say. Pigeonpaw sat up straight.
“Ooh, I want to hear!”
[open for interaction!]
After glaring at Wispkit, Fallowkit came over to the two apprentices. Maybe they’ll teach me some battle moves or something! “Whatcha doing?” She asked
Pigeonpaw looked down to the kit, invited her to sit. “Shaded was just about to tell a story.”
“Well, it all started when I was walking along the border… and bravely approached a trespasser!” Shadedpaw gestured, claws lashing out as if to show what he’d done to them. Pigeon looked amused with their brother.
“You didn’t attack them.”
“Didn’t get the chance to. They started spouting out like some sort of nutcase!” the tabby tom said dramatically.
“Wow!” yelled the kit “I bet you scared them real good!” she mewed with a small bounce
frairpaw~ the tom strided over to shadedpaw and the rest of the apprentices to hear the story he overheard and sat to listen.
Shadedpaw grinned, looking to the falling darkness. “I’ll bet I would scare him even more if I hunted him down at night!”
Pigeonpaw hit their brother, upset with both his idea and him saying that in front of a kit. “Not funny, Shadedpaw.”
—
“I’m serious!” Shaded snapped back. His eyes darted around the small crowd who’d been listening in on them. “Who’s in?”
Pebblestream shrugged, as Friarpaw padded away and went over to make sure no one was causing trouble. She sat her haunches down to listen to the story.
“That rogue deserves everything coming to him!” Shadedpaw announced boldy. He stood, the falling sun hitting his fur and lighting his eyes; they burned with green fire. His feet stood firmly planted in the ground and his chest puffed. When he got like this, it was easy to be persuaded; Shadedpaw could be a natural leader if he ever put himself up to any good.
“You’re going after him?” Pigeonpaw looked unsure.
“I wanna come!!!” Fallowkit squeaked. Wispkit had followed Pebblestream over to the apprentices.
Pigeonpaw was excited at the prospect of taking a nice walk, but not so much the rogue-hunting part. They looked across Shadedpaw, Frairpaw, Pebblestream, Fallowkit, and Wispkit.
“Alright, but nothing dangerous will happen.” they answered firmly.
The kit squealed happily, wanting very badly to go into the forest and scare a rogue with the apprentice. Wispkit, on the other hand, didn’t think Pebblestream would let this slide.
Shadedpaw looked smugly to his sibling, as if gloating that he’d had a better idea than them.
“We’ll only be going on a short walk.” he lied to the warrior in their group, Pebblestream. He knew that she had a reputation for being a bit strict… but he was sure he could worm his way out of this.
–
Pigeonpaw looked to Pebblestream, secretly hoping she’d reject Shadedpaw’s plan. They had a bad feeling about this, and got the sense that their brother would stop at nothing to catch this rogue. They simply didn’t understand how his brain worked… he grew so devoted to something, it felt impossible to stop him.
Fallowkit bounced “I want to go! I want to go!” Wispkit once again brought up their ranks “Apprentices still can’t leave without a warrior, and kits aren’t allowed outside of camp,” he said. Fallowkit glared at him “You always ruin the fun!”
Pebblestream narrowed her eyes. “Apprentices camp leave camp without a warrior and kits are not allowed to leave the camp in general. I say no. I don’t care if it is just a simple walk in the park. I say no.” Pebblestream paused. “And don’t think about asking any other warrior either. I will tell all of them your plan.” She looked directly at Shadowpaw. “I will also be keeping my eye on you guys. ALL OF YOU.” She mewed firmly.
“Told you so,” Wispkit said snarkily to his friend, Fallowkit. She stomped away to complain to Floralpad
“Why are you saying no?” Shadedpaw pressed, a stubborn gleam in his eyes. He drew his lips back in a snarl, low growl beginning in his throat.
His sibling tried to nudge him away but he was having none of it – he pushed up closer to Pebblestream, claws unsheathing and digging into the dirt. “Just give me a single good reason why I shouldn’t leave camp right now.”
Pebblestream growled. Even though she was his clanmate, she could still teach him a lesson. “Because, if you leave I will rip your throat out.” She unsheathed her claws and dug them into the earth. She bared her teeth and managed to growl out, “If you even dare to move I will alert the LEADER. You don’t want me to do that do you? And If you don’t care, I can teach you some respect.” She growled and cuffed his ear.
“Which is it, tell the leader or rip my throat out?” Shadedpaw pushed. “Make up your mind, fleabag.”
The insult rolled off his tongue, making the remaining group flinch. Pigeonpaw stared at brother, shocked at his disrespect towards the warrior. Shadedpaw shook his head, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he began to back away. He took a taunting paw step towards the camp exit.
“SWIFTSTAR!” Wispkit yowled, using as much air as his tiny little lungs could, to alert the leader of Moonclan. “SHADEDPAW IS LEAVING WITHOUT A WARRIOR!” he continued “Shut up, fuzz-head!” Fallowkit said, pouncing on her friend “Do you want him to slice your ears out?” She whispered in his ear.
Pebblestream grabbed the young apprentice by the scruff and dragged him all the way to Swiftstar. She shoved him onto to the ground, sending him sprawling, and sat down on his tail. “So, Shadedpaw, any other words?” (I hope you didn’t take this as controlling you character!)
He scowled at the kit, then yelped as he was dragged to the leader. He kicked at the warrior in vain, but quickly stopped when he realized it was doing no good. He sat in front of Swiftstar with his paws scuffing the dirt.
“Fleabag.” he muttered again in Pebblestream’s direction, hoping the leader hadn’t heard that.
I think the time has come to start a new thread. All the other main ones are just strings of letters. Reply to continue the roleplay, I guess.))
oh dear, this roleplay seems to have died.
There have been no updates and there’s been absolutely no activity other than me for an extended period of time so I’ll be leaving the roleplay. You can find me here if the roleplay starts again: https://blogclan.katecary.co.uk/2020/12/10/cadvent-10-2/violetkit-by-frosnolga/
Claimed!