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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 4, 2014 8:40:54 GMT
EPILOGUE
You are a wild mountain cat, living and hunting alone. Recently prey became scarce as many cats started to fight for territory. One night you have dream: a dark ginger old tom approaches you and tells you a prophecy "to survive in this dark cold, find the bravest cat in the mountain, and join him in a full clan". You wake up confused but interested at the same time, will you try to find the mysterious cat? The choice is only yours...
Hi! This is Fireclan ... well, it will be called Fireclan ... yep, I want to start this clan from the (literally) beginning! I'm sure it's more interesting and funny like this! Now, let me present my charachter:
Name: Brave
Gender: tom
Age: 37 moons
Description: dark brown tabby tom with white paws and golden eyes.
Personality: brave (duh!), clever, patient and funny. Sometimes, when he's not in the mood, he can be really grumpy
History: his mother was called Swan and his father Cougar. He has a little sister living far away in an unknown place...
Kin/mate/crush: none/none/none
Other: X3 sometimes I can be inactive due to managing this Forum
Now, lets hear about your charachter:
APPLICATION FORM
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Description:
Personality:
History:
Kin/mate/crush:
Other:
As soon as you are accepted, your charachter automatically becomes a loner cat living on the mountain. You charachter should meet mine, and the story will then progress from there! Have fun!!! X3
RULES
- Be friendly - Don't be rude - No spamming - No powerplaying - No mini-modding - No killing another cat without permission - No advertisement of other threads and clans in here, please
!!! Every member caught breaking a rule, will be given a warning by PM. Members receiving three warnings will be banned !!!
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 13, 2014 1:13:33 GMT
Name: Frostwing
Gender: Female
Age: 21 moons
Description: She has pure white fur that you can see from miles away, and a light gray mask that covers that top of her eyes, her ears, and a bit of the back of her head. Her fur is as soft as a kit's but is usually short all year, making her extra vulnerable for sicknesses each winter.
Eyes: She has soft blueish golden eyes.
Build: She is small and lithe really on the size. She's very stealthy and quick, able to squeeze into small places that other warriors could not.
Personality: Frostwing is a highly energetic cat. She's constantly buzzing around the camp, her tail waving in the air with excitement. Some still say she's a kit at heart, little to no care about the drama that goes on in the camp. She simple turns a blind eye to it. Although this is also he downfall as well as some cats find her strange, not really believing that she could be so care-free. Some even try to break her, to crack her and see the true her. Maybe her whole happy act is just that, an act. But if it is, then she's a great actress.
The only time when Frostwing breaks down from her happy-go-lucky self is if someone dies. Then she becomes hysterical. She may have the body of a 21 moon old she-cat, but her emotions are out of control like a kit. She may cry out in misery, or recoil into her own little bubble of safety. This usually lasts about two moons or so, but then she's back to normal, or what normal is for her. If someone doesn't want to do a night patrol, Frostwing'll gladly volunteer even if she just got back from the last one.
History: Frostwing was born in Breezeclan. There isn't much more to say about her. She grew up in a litter of 4, but two of her littermates died in the biting winter that plagued one year. She was born in the winter to Foxmist [mother] and Scorchwind [Father]; both of whom are now deceased. They died while in a battle a long while ago. Her only family member, her brother, left right after the battle and was never seen again. She doesn't worry about him, as she knows he was a strong warrior. Now, she has left the clan in search of a new beginning for herself.
Kin/mate/crush: None;;None;;None
Other: I can sometimes types really long paragraphs, but I don't expect you to do the same. Just make sure it isn't less than three lines.
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 13, 2014 16:15:08 GMT
PS: accepted, and I will try for the three lines! X) They should now meet each other...
Brave lazily walked on the snowy ground desperately smelling for prey, he sighed as the only scent was of the cold wind and of an incoming snow storm. His fur fluffed as the snow began to fall, Brave restlessly started to head to his den-cave, he certainly didn't want to get lost in the storm
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 13, 2014 21:09:46 GMT
(Sorry that it's so long! DX)
→ frostwish
___________________________ → loner →she-cat ♀ → tagged: brave
"C'mon..just a few more paw steps.." Frostwish growled to herself. The poor she-cat hadn't eaten in maybe a week, and was really weak from walking around the mountain day after day. This was caused by a mysterious dream she had just after prey became scarce. She could recall the dream in an instant; it was the sole reason why she was traveling. Find the bravest cat on the mountain, and join him in a full clan. Those words echoed in her mind as she thought about it. How was she supposed to know who the bravest cat was? There weren't that many cats on the mountain anyway; at least not that she knew of. Deciding who was the bravest cat was an opinion she couldn't make. Her eyes narrowed, and she shook her head. "No, I'm gonna look for this cat. That is my prophecy!" For a moment, she felt full of spirit; like she could do anything. Her ears were perked with excitement and her tail swished from side to side. Then reality stepped in, and her ears and tail drooped. "...I guess."
After some more walking, her paws finally gave out. She plopped heavily into the powdery snow, and just watched the grayish blue sky. Her legs felt numb, and her paw-pads were cracked. "What's the point? Even if I do find him, he might just tear me to bits, seeing how weak and defenseless I am right now." She sighed, and watched as the frog from her breath faded in then faded back out. She couldn't move any part of her body; it was like they were all frozen in place. Chills flew down her spine as she continued laying there, and she began wondering if she should even get up. Maybe this was the end. Maybe this was her time to say goodbye to life and rest peacefully for now on. The snow seemed to swirl and dance as it fell ever-so-lightly onto both the ground and herself. Her eyes gently closed, and she waited for death's sweet embrace.
That's when it happened.
Just as Frostwing had closed her eyes, she sensed another cat nearby. The scent was weak and faded, but it was there. "Maybe...I'll wait a bit longer until giving up." A small grin formed on her face, and she tried to move her paws, but had no luck. Again and again, she tried until she finally stood on all four paws. She was slightly stooped, but she was standing. The snow fell a bit heavier now, but that didn't distract her. Slowly and steadily, she made her way closer and closer to the scent, until the cat was finally in sight. He was a brown tabby, with white paws and golden eyes. Maybe this was him. The bravest cat on the mountain. "Umm...hello there." She called out towards him. Her voice rolled off her tongue like silk as she spoke, but she couldn't hide her weakness from him. Not by a long shot.
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 13, 2014 21:57:16 GMT
PS: wow, thats just the most beautiful (and longer XP) description I ever saw. *staring at your paragraphs* you'r talented, REALLY talented... what grade do you have in English? I have a miserable C+
Brave pricked his ears as he heard a faint voice calling him, he looked back and saw a small and scrawny white she-cat barely staying on her paws, calling at him. Even though she was in no state to fight, he jumped in a defensive position, raising his fur and unseathing his claws, she may seem defenseless, but he only knew too well how many cats he has fought for this scrap of territory. He tensed his muscles and showed his teeth "this is my place, go somewhere else!" he snarled
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 14, 2014 0:31:09 GMT
(Awww, thank you! I have an A in English, and over the summer I read, role-played and wrote stories just to keep my grammar fresh. That's why I got so good at it.)
→ frostwish
___________________________ → loner →she-cat ♀ → tagged: brave
As soon as he drew himself into defence, Frostwish stepped back a little. She could've sworn she didn't smell any scent markers that confirmed this land as his own, and even if she did, why was there no cats patrolling? Was he on his own? If he was, he was both strong and smart. Other cats had to have other cats living with them to keep intruders out of their territory. But being alone meant nobody to worry about but yourself, and nobody's feelings would get hurt. She envied this about him, but kept her mouth shut. Staying alive was a more crucial matter right now.
Instead of defending herself, Frostwish dipped her head respectfully, and kept her tail slightly between her tail as a sign of submission from challening him. "I do not wish to fight. I may sound mouse-brained when saying this, but I'm looking for the bravest cat on the mountain." She lifted her head up just enough so her icy blue eyes met his. "Are you him?"
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 14, 2014 15:14:47 GMT
PS: I can tell! XP
Brave relaxed just a little bit, he still didn't trust her, "bravest cat on the mountain?" he scoffed "I don't know what your talking about" he growled. But still he stopped from chasing her away, his name was very near that definition, and even if he was the bravest cat on the mountain, what did that pathetic little cat want with him? He shaked his thoughts away and stared at her, waiting for a response
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 15, 2014 2:28:20 GMT
→ frostwish
___________________________ → loner →she-cat ♀ → tagged: brave
Her ears flattened as he responded. "Look, I'll make this pretty simple. Are you a brave warrior, or a trembling kit?" Her voice was sarcastic yet still had a sensitive touch to it. "If you're a trembling kit, then I can leave and we'll be done here." Frostwing managed to gather enough strength to fully stand up, and looked him straight in the eye. "But if you're a brave warrior, then I'll explain everything."
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 15, 2014 15:01:04 GMT
Brave tilted his head to one side "warrior? What is it?" he asked interested. He could tell that the she-cat was not from here, she was speaking of strange things
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 15, 2014 21:20:48 GMT
→ frostwish
___________________________ → loner →she-cat ♀ → tagged: brave
"You don't know what a clan is?" Frostwish frowned, before looking around. By now, she was freezing and she couldn't handle it much longer. Just to her right, she spotted a small opening in the mountain, almost unseen by the eyes. The female turned back to him. "Do you mind if we go in that cave over there? I'm freezing and I can't stand up for much longer. I'll explain everything there."
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 16, 2014 15:56:38 GMT
" That cave happens to be my den" he muttered "also there is an upcoming snow storm, so I guess you can come" he mewed directing for the cave " I'm letting you in just because I don't want dead bodies to attract foxes or wolves near my den" he added stubbornly
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 17, 2014 17:35:58 GMT
→ frostwish
___________________________ → loner →she-cat ♀ → tagged: brave
"Thank..you?" The she-cat said, a bit confused if she should be thankful or offended. Obviously, she meant nothing to this tom. At all. So much that he only let her in to avoid other animals being attracted here by her corpse, if she had died. Frostwish didn't dare let it bother her; she was there for one reason and one reason only. To find out if he was the one she was looking for.
She walked towards the cave slowly, stopping several times due to the wind getting stronger and colder. Once she reached the cave's thin entrance, she squeezed her way in and stopped in awe. The inside was large and warm; with a few small boulders to stand on, and the occasionally wall slot for extra sleeping spaces. Directly ahead was a small pool, with crystal clear water that reflected the slightly blue ripples on the wall every time it moved. The floor was covered with pine needles and oak leaves; most likely to keep the ground warm during times like these.
"Look's really are deceiving.." Frostwish mumbled, before settling herself next to one of the boulders. She tucked her paws under her, and wrapped her tail around her chest. "Now, what would you like to know first?"
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 17, 2014 18:48:39 GMT
Brave sat down on his favourite boulder "well, start by telling your name and what are you doing here" he mewed
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Post by Frostwing on Oct 17, 2014 20:04:18 GMT
→ frostwish
___________________________ → loner →she-cat ♀ → tagged: brave
"My name is Frostwish," the she cat began, "...and I'm looking for the bravest cat on the mountain. I am doing this because of a dream I had about a week ago. It told me to find the bravest cat on the mountain, and join him in a full clan to survive the dark cold." Her eyes grew serious as she spoke, and looked at him straight in his eyes. "That's why I am here. To find out if you are the bravest cat on the mountain."
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Post by Bravefoot on Oct 18, 2014 9:05:58 GMT
Brave narrowed his eyes, he had also a strange dream a couple of nights ago " in that dream, was there a ... ginger old cat?" he asked hopeful
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