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Four apprentices will fulfill the prophecy...or else die trying. Spacepaw - Pastpaw - Presentpaw - Futurepaw - What will happen? Only you can decide their fate...
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Warriors: Voice Of The Lake « Result #1 on Aug 3, 2007, 7:43am »
Warriors: Voice of the Lake WVL
This intermediate-advanced Warriors RPG is centered around the four original clans of the forest - Thunderclan, Riverclan, Windclan, and Shadowclan, as they're have become many moons after the move; settled and thriving in their new lake territory. Born of the wild earth, these fierce clans of feral cats fight to protect home and heart, while they struggle to survive the ever changing and dangerous path that Starclan has set before their paws.
Prophecy
Light will leave the land as the moon meets the sun The fifth clan will touch the shore As the lake water roars with the voice of the ancient one
Many moons have passed since the clans followed their fated paws to their new territory. Old and new leaders have passed on into the stars and watch with pride as the clans thrive by the lake shores. The clancats sleep in peace and the seasons pass on without quarrel.
But the whiskers of time are frayed, and the day of destiny approaches. Starclan has begun to stir the quiet dreams of the clan cats, as the stars begin to whisper in fear. In the dreams of Medicine Cat's and Leader's alike, the stars whisper of an approaching night and a darkness none can explain; a time when the lake will tremble with ancient life and reek pain on the land. Now, when even the stars tremble, how will the clans survive?
The steady Moonpool shivers and glows, as the ancestors speak, "The Voice of the Lake will awaken as Light begins to die..."
Fernpaw [rc] « Result #3 on Jun 16, 2007, 12:08pm »
Name; Fernpaw Gender; She-cat Position; Apprentice Pelt Color; Creamy brown she-cat with darker markings. Eye Color; Light green.
Appearance; Fernpaw is a small, slight she-cat with slender legs and a very slim underbelly. Her whole frame is petite. Fernpaw's paws are extremely small, and made in outstanding detail, each hair darkening between every toe. Her claws are rather short as well, but sharp and hooked. Fernpaw may be small, but she is very fast. Her agile, streamlined body make her a swift runner. Fernpaw's shoulders are narrow and fit with the rest of a little body, as is her chest. Her tail is long and curved in a smooth, liquid fashon. Fernpaw's face is delicately circular, her cheekbones carefully defined and her muzzle short and soft. Her nose is a soft, coffee brown colour. Fernpaw's ears are small, but smoothly pointed at the tips. They are softly furred inside, like wool. Fernpaw's coat is short and moderately thick. Thick enough to keep out leafbare chills, but not quite thick enough to overheat her young body. Fernpaw's coat is very soft and smooth, with a sleek sheen to it that gives it a glimmering quality in bright sunshine. Her pale coat is lit to a golden brown when the suns rays splash down on her; in the silvery bath of the moon, her fur is bleached white. The true shade of Fernpaw's fur is a light, creamy brown. This is unmarked along her whole body. Her coat is spiced up a bit by chocolate brown markings on her cheeks, under her round eyes, and on her ears, paws an tail tip. Fernpaw's eyes are outlined in the same darker hue, and filled in with a soft, light green.
Personality; Fernpaw shy and extremely obedient. She is dwarfed by most of RainClan, so try to stay in the larger cats good books. ernpaw does not have many friends, despite her kind, sweet nature, because of her shyness. She does not talk casually very often at all; in fact, it is rare that she speaks to her denmates at all. Despite the dreamy quality that Fernpaw seems to attract, she is a very quick learner. She concentrates fiercely while training, and tries to do everything right with all of her gentle young heart. Fernpaw has become an excellent hunter, despitr her youth. Because of her swiftness and small, silent paws, Fernpaw is good at stalking her prey, and pouncing on and killing it is not much harder for her. She has one downfall. Fernpaw is not such a good fighter. She has all the potential to be so; a small, slight body, sharp fangs and deadly swiftness, but she just cannot seem to grasp the techniques. Fernpaw practices alone, trying to grow more skilled at fighting, but she till has rather a long way to go. Fernpaw's caring nature draws her to kits. he loves the RainClan infants, and likes plying with them and getting to know them. Though she is still very young, Fernpaw is sure that, one day, she wants to mother kits herself. She longs to be liked by at least one cat, so that she may fit into her bold clan whatever her own personality.
History; Fernkit was born to a bold, sharp tongued queen named Heathertail. She had two sisters and a brother. Their father, Gorseclaw, was a wise, kind warrior who loyally protected RainClan with a true heart. Fernkit and her brother Firekit both bore their father's nature, while her sisters Rosekit and Thrushkit were spunky and fierce like their mother. Fernkit got on well with dear Firekit, but her sisters often snapped at her. An attack of greencough ripped through RainClan, infecting all four of Heathertail's kits. Little Firekit died first, leaving Fernkit devestated. Her mother caught the sickness soon after Rosekit's death, and died a sun after Fernkit and Thushkit were cured. The little sisters, previously rivals, became the best of friends, clinging to eachother desperately for support. They were given to the only other nursing queen, a she-cat named Dawnwind, to nurse. They disliked her two arrogant sons, Greykit and Tallkit, and stuck together. When the kits were four moons old, a fox broke into the nursery under the cover of night. Killing Greykit and Thrushkit, it injured Fernkit and Tallkit before disappearing. The two young cats recovered before being apprenticed at six moons.
Ravenheart [lc] « Result #6 on Jun 15, 2007, 12:30pm »
Name; Ravenheart Gender; Tomcat Position; Warrior Pelt Color; Black with a white dash on his chest. Eye Color; Amber.
Appearance; Ravenheart is a medium sized tom, with well built shoulders and a wiry frame. His legs are long and thin, making him fiercely agile and swift. Ravenheart has a long tail, covered in feathery strips of fur. His paws are medium sized, he toes split obviously, and his claws long, hooked and bright silver. Ravenheart has a wide chest and a slender belly, completely with lithe strong appearance. Ravenheart's face is a sort of rough triangular shape, his cheeks narrow and chin rounded into a point. His muzzle is slightly longer than average and tipped with a small ebony nose. His ears are large and sharply pointed, giving him an alert, wary look about him. Ravenheart's fur is short and not very dense. It has a smooth, sleek feel to it, like velvet. In bright sunlight, a glaze of light tips Ravenheart's coat, defining his wiry muscles and strength. His fur lengths very slightly on his stomach, lightening in colour as well. Only his tail is furred any longer, in feather-like patches that are soft and sleek as a young raven's down. Ravenheart's pelt is the colour of the night; deep, dark black. This black covers his entire body, apart from a small snowy dash on his chest. This dash darts expetly over his heart and drips down slightly, covering the centre of his chest. Finally, Ravenheart's eyes are narrow and filled in dark, burning amber, granting him a fierce, independent look.
Personality; Ravenheart is a bold, courageous tom, ready to go to very long lengths to stand up for his clan and its beliefs. He is fierce and stubborn, not giving up on something until ordered so. Ravenheart has a ire of defiance burning inside of him, telling him never to become a killer like his brother. Despite his tough, savvy outside Ravenheart is rather sensitive. He is easily offended and can be hurt by the slightest of jeers. But this hurt usaully turns to anger very quickly, which means one bully ending up with a slashed muzzle. Ravenheart does have love in his heart, only it has been frozen over until some cat thaws it again. Ravenheart is extremely protective of the few cats that care for him, and will fight tooth and claw for them. He is an excellent fighter, not ruthless nor reckless, but quietly skilled. He knows just when to dodge or twist or roll or duck; and this makes him a hard foe to defeat. Surprisingly, Ravenheart is blessed with patience. He will wait for moons for the right moment to speak his mind; or moments to strike a hated opponent's unprotected throat.
History; Ravenkit was the child of the bold LightningClan queen, Darkpetal. His father was a fierce, ruthless warrior named Clawstorm. Ravenkit had a single brother named Nightkit. Ravenkit inherited his mother's stubborness and independence, but also her loyalty and fairness. Nightkit inherited his father's strength and ruthlessness, and was a lot like the viscious warrior. Ravenkit hated his brother from the first moment he raised a claw to him. Clawstorm had tried to teach his sons to fight much too early, but while Nightkit had obeyed wide eyed, Ravenkit had stayed with his mother. Mightkit turned from an ambitious kit to a reckless killer in the space of a single moon. The young tom was hunting by his third moon, before Ravenkit was even weaned. Clawstorm forced him against rats and weasels to toughen him up. Nightkit was made an apprentice, by the forced will of Clawstorm, on his fifth moon. Ravenkit has apprenticed a moon after, at the correct age.
Nightpaw tormented Ravenpaw from the secind he set paw in the apprentices' den. Ravenpaw was reluctant to fight back. While Nightpaw made a whole crowd of friends and admirers, Ravenpaw had only one. A faithful he-cat named Ivypaw. Thought Nightpaw had tried, Ivypaw had not joined his friends and hated him as fiercely as Ravenpaw. Ravenpaw grew very close to the she-cat in his apprenticeship, and began to love her deeply. He did not tell her his, scared of her reaction. On their thirteenth moon al three were made warriors.
Ravenheart eventually told Ivypelt of his feelings towards her. He was surprised that she loved him back, and the two became mates. Nightstream grew jealous of Ravenheart's love, and mated with two different she-cats in desperation. One bore his kits, Mudkit and Tawnykit. Then, to get the ultimate revenge, Nightstream began to seduce Ivypelt behind Ravenheart;s back. Evenually he got through and Ivypelt left Ravenheart for Nightstream. Ravenheart was devestated. He watched Ivypelt give birth to Nightstream's kits, Bramblekit, Crowkit and Pouncekit. It was the last straw when the brothers went on an invasion to FrostClan together. Nightstream murdered a queen named Petalbreeze and killed her young kit. In fury, Ravenheart killed his brotherm but was badly injured himself.
After he had recovered, he was given his brother's daughter Tawnykit to train. He hated the young she-cat though she was innocent. Ivypelt tried desperately to make up with her former mate, but Ravenheart shut her out. Tawnypaw became a warrior on her eleventh moon, but Ravenheart felt no pride. He had to watch first Mudpool and Tawnyfur, then Bramblestripe and Pouncewing become warriors and live their lives. Still Ivypelt tries to befriend Ravenheart but he continues to shut her out with the same blank, hurt stare.
Cinderwing [fc] « Result #7 on Jun 15, 2007, 12:01pm »
Name; Cinderwing Gender; She-cat Position; Warrior Pelt Color; White with grey splotches. Eye Color; Light blue.
Appearance; Cinderwing is a small, slight she-cat. Her limbs are long and slender, granting her fast passage through the FrostClan hunting grounds. Her paws are small and delicate, every tiny detail etched firmly into the agile feet. Cinderwing is particularly fleet of foot because of her slender build and small paws. Her long, thin tail streamlines her slim body, sliding back to join with her spine. Cinderwing has a narrow chest and thin shoulders. Her face is prettily heart shaped, with round cheeks and a pointed chin. Her cheekbones are easy to view from beneath her soft fur. Cinderwing's muzzle is of an average length, and tipped by a rose pink nose. Her ears are small and sharply pointed, haired softly and used carefully. Cinderwing's fur is short and thick, with a soft quality to it that makes it like velvet to touch. The density of Cinderwng's pelt varies in he different places on her smkall body; on her chest and stomach the fur lengths and becomes less thick, and on her face and paws it shortens and becomes more smooth and sleek. Cinderwing' fur is pyre snow white, unmarked and thick. Light, cinder coloured splotches break the pale fur, giving her a unique appearance. Finally, Cinderwing's eys are shaded in light, sky blue, graning her face a soft, kind expression.
Personality; Cinderwing has a kind heart, and is friendly to most of her clan. She protects her friends loyally, and sticks by them whatever they do in life. Cinderwing could not magine breaking the warrior code, as she was raised on it and still doggedly follows its rules and regulations. Cinderwing has a fair few friends in the clan, whom she gets on well with, but she longs for a cat who truly understands her. Cinderwing would love to one day fall in love, and experienc what it was like to be a mother and raise a family, but she knows this will not be for some time as she is still young. She has a motherly nature to her, and loves kits of all shapes and sizes. Cinderwing is a very maternal cat, and will help any young cat in trouble. Despite all of his, Cinderwing has another side to hjer. Her warrioress side, fighting furiously against her mothrly side. THis part of her is a full blown warrior, filled with loyalty to her clan and the warrior code. Cinderwing is not afraid to fight for FrostClan, and will not flinxh away from crossing claws with another. She is a formidable fighter, despite her gentle nature, and has a lot of spirit to her. Cinderwing is not one to be made an enemy of.
History: Cinderkit was the child of the FrostClan warrioress Petalbreeze. Her sweet, kind mother fell in love with a true warrior; Stormcloud. The tom protected his mate fiercely through her pregnancy and was rewarded with three healthy kits. Cinderkit was one of them, but she was joined by a brother and a sister; Hailkit and Fleetkit. Cinderkit was playful and carefree as a kit, and loved to cause mischeif with her siblings. Her parents were immensely proud of all three kits, but it was too good to last. In a LightningClan invasion, Petalbreeze was cruelly killed by an enemy warrior, a tom named Nightstream. Hailkit was stolen by the warriors and killed as a ransom. The little family took a whike to recover from this shock, and Cinderkit and Fleetkit were given to another queen to nurse. The queen, Feathernose, was sympathetic and loved the two she-cats as much as her own kit, Toadkit.
All three cats were apprenticed when they reached their sixth moon. Cinderpaw was mentored by a fierce warrioress named Skyclaw, while Fleetpaw was mentored by their uncle Thistlestripe and Toadpaw was mentored by Stormcloud. Cinderpaw was determined to be the best apprentice possible, but her sister had other thoughts. Fleetpaw had fallen deeply in love with Toadpaw, and the two secretly became mates. Cinderpaw found out on her eleventh moon, a few days before the three apprentices were given their warrior names.
Cinderwing found out Fleetflight was pregnant on their thirteenth moon. All the clan knew the kits must have been conceived in the queen's apprenticeship, and were furious. Toadfoot spirited Fleetflight away from FrostClan in a bid for freedom. Six moons later, the tom returned, telling FrostClan Fleetflight had been killed by a IceClan patrol. He gave the clan his last kit, Flowerkit, and the two stayed in FrostClan again. Cinderwing loved her young neice, but felt bitter dislike towards Toadfoot, blaming him for Fleetflight's death. On her twenty-third moon, Cinderwing was given Flowerkit as an apprentice. The young cat was stolen by twolegs on her eighth moon and never seen again. Toadfoot died of greif for Fleetflight and Flowerpaw, and Cinderwing was left alone.
Brackenpool [ic] « Result #9 on Jun 12, 2007, 10:55am »
Name: Brackenpool Gender: Tom Position: Apprentice Pelt Color: Golden-Brown Tabby Eye Color: Intense Green
Appearance: Brackenpool has a lithe, thin body, his limbs long and muscular, his paws small and quick. He has very sure footing and a long, curved tail for balance. Brackenpool has a lean sort of body, each of his ribs pressing tight against his skin as if he were undernourished. Brackenpool's face is rounded with a pointed chin, giving him an alert, intelligent look that seems to suit him. His muzzle is rather longer and more slender than those of most other cats. His eyes are perfectly almond-shaped, they're insides shaded in a dark, brilliant green. Brackenpool's fur is short and thick, with a softness to it that is rare among wild cats. His coat is lightly brushed in golden-brown, glazed over with a brighter layer of sun-coloured hair. Streaking over the surface of this shimmering colour are darker, tan-brown stripes. These round off Brackenpool's appearance perfectly.
Personality: Brackenpool has a sort of calm, assured air about him, as though nothing could send a thrill of adrenaline rushing through his veins. He talks politely to those older and wiser than him, though keeping respectfully silent unless spoken too. This is quite different when he is speaking to a friend or den mate - he is not afraid to stand up for his beliefs, at least in a civilized sort of way. Brackenpool is quite a friendly sort of tom, who seems to get on well with most cats he encounters. But on the battle field he is deadly fast and fierce, despite his few moons of training. He knows not to kill others, and keeps to the restrictions of battle doggedly. Brackenpool would rather die than disobey his leader or the warrior code. His loyalty to IceClan is immense - he puts his heart and soul into protecting his clan.
History: Sorrelfur and Dustbelly were in love for only a short time. StarClan seemed set against their relationship before it had even begun. But nevertheless, the two IceClan warriors stubbornly defended their love and rejoiced when Sorrelfur became pregnant.
Brackenkit was the smallest of his litter - his sisters, Heatherkit and Mousekit, were larger and stronger than he, so were able to beat him blindly away from their mother's milk. Despite being small and seemingly helpless, Brackenkit grew crafty at an early age. He learned to get past his sisters and soon caught up with them in their greater size.
Brackenpaw and his sisters became apprentices at six moons old. Sorrelfur was desperately proud of her son and daughters. Mousepaw and Heatherpaw grew closer as apprentices, leaving their brother out of their little games and conversations. But Brackenpaw did not seem to mind. He was blessed by being mentored by his father, and he preferred training with Dustbelly to messing around and gossiping with his sisters.
When Brackenpaw had reached his seventh moon, he was allowed to join a raiding party. This small band of cats included Dustbelly and Mousepaw. They stormed the camp but were hopelessly outnumbered by the other clan warriors and apprentices. Brackenpaw tried to leap in and help his father, but it was already over. The group departed for home, battered, grief-ridden and defeated.
Brackenpaw was made a warrior recently. He is determined to avenge his father and be the best warrior possible. He still feels the grief of losing his kin and role model, but will move on with his head held high. He has never really thought about mates or kits - his mind is set on revenge.
Joined: Apr 2007 Gender: Female Posts: 7 Location: Garbage Can
Crescentstar « Result #10 on Apr 8, 2007, 3:35pm »
Name: Crescentstar Gender: Tom Position: Leader Pelt Color: Pure white Eye Color: Red
Appearance: Crescentstar is a pure white cat with red eyes; he is an albino. His pelt bears the scratches from many cats from when he was apprenticed. He is a small cat, lean and swift, but for whatever he lacks in strength has makes up for it in speed.
Personality: Crescentstar is a kind cat, but some say he is too soft to be a leader. He barely speaks, but when he does, it's always when it's something important. He is fierce toward cats outside WindClan, but gentle to cats from WindClan. He despises cats who treats others as inferiors.
History: Crescentstar was born to ThunderClan at the crescent moon, but he was smaller than all the other cats and had red eyes. Every cat made fun of him and eventually he was driven to withdrawal and anger. When he was apprenticed, one cat in particular, Shadowleaf, tormented him fiercely.
Three moons into apprenticeship, Shadowleaf killed a kit and made Crescentpaw take the blame. His own father wouldn't support him, nor his mother. Angry and hurt, the betrayed Crescentpaw was forced into exile.
For days he traveled on, but every Clan he came across drove him out. Soon, near dead from exhaustion, he collapsed onto WindClan territory. Their medicine cat, his best friend now, found him and nursed him back to life. The leader, Wildstar, woulsn't turn Crescentpaw away.
And so, Crescentpaw grew into a fine warrior by the name of Crescentmoon. Many cats distrusted him but he proved his loyalty many times over and soon was not only trusted, but highly respected as well.
Crescentmoon had two apprentices and trained them both well, but his first apprentice was killed by a Twoleg. Despite this, he was given another apprentice and later on was chosen as deputy.
And now? Crescentstar is one of the best leaders in WindClan, for his compassion shows through his silent shell. He may yet be one of the best leaders in the five Clans' history!
« Last Edit: Apr 8, 2007, 3:35pm by crescentmoon
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