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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 25, 2020 20:07:54 GMT -5
❧ Inkclan ❧
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"Where am I?..."
You are incredibly tired. Exhausted. Your paws are aching and feel like lead and your head is heavy and throbbing. You've been dodging two-legs in the town for days now and you just want to find somewhere to stop. To rest. To be safe. But around humans... there is no way to be safe. They either look at you with pity, with malice, or with adoration and all three of those can be deadly when you don't wish to be with them. You've been traveling along a dirt road from some time now and there hasn't been a two-leg for miles. But the day is long and the sun is hot and you are terribly thirsty and your stomach twists with the pangs of hunger. With the sunlight beating down on your back, you stumble half-conscious off the path and into high, swaying grass. Unable to go on, you collapse in the trembling cattails and wheat. If it is to be the end... may it come quickly.
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"Well, hey, look at you... You're waking up. I thought for sure you were a goner for a second there... That's right. Nice and easy now. Can you see me?"
I'm not... dead?...
You open your eyes and are immediately stunned. Standing in front of you is a cat unlike any you have ever seen. He is quite tall and handsome, and you can tell that he is still quite young- though his eyes to hold a certain aura of intelligence and wisdom beyond his years. He is taller than the rogue toms you are used to and he has large paws and a long, broad tail. His face is sharp and sculpted, and he has angular ears and a thicker face. His pelt has a base color of silvery gray but the fur itself is marbled and layered with black, charcoal gray, yellow, and gold. He has dark paws and stunning, molten yellow eyes. He smells strongly of plants that you don't recognize and he dips his head low as he pushes a bundle of odd plants and seeds toward you.
"I know you are hungry but it's been so long since you've eaten... if you don't take these herbs, you won't be able to keep anything down. They will help."
"Thank you..." you take them rather anxiously but find that not long after ingesting them, that the pain in your stomach has eased considerably. The odd, handsome tom smiles at you then takes a mouse from its resting place on a flat rock and pushes it over to you. Without a second guess, you tear into the prey, thankful for each delicious bite.
"I found you... out in the field. I went to harvest cattail and saw you laying there. Where are you from?"
"Nowhere..." you swallow down your angst with a hefty bite of mouse. "I was just... trying to find some place to stay for a little bit. The two-legs in the town are..."
"They're terrible. I know. They don't ever come out here. Not really. Sometimes the younger ones will venture out to the Manor to cast stones or say rude things but they never stay long. We live here and this is our home."
"We?"
"Yes. This is the place Inkclan calls its home," he tells you softly. "Ink Manor we call it... but it's an abandoned house. The two-legs left it empty long ago. And as nature reclaimed it, so did we. My name is Yarrowseed, by the way. I'm a Medicine Cat... Now, if you want to consider staying, I'll take you inside to my mother- Joystar. We always need new blood here. What do you say?"
Well? What do you choose?
❧ J O I N I N G F O R M ❧
Name- Description: physical and personality. || Family information; Mate/crush/kits/daughter of... || Any extra information about your pretty kitty. || Sexuality/Gender identity if it's important to the character. || Rank in the clan. || Screen-name. || [Magic word. xP] ||
** Ranks include: Leader(not applicable unless allowed), Deputy, Medicine Cat, Medicine Cat Apprentice, Warrior, Apprentice, Queen, Kit, Elder, Rogue, or Kittypet(former). Also, please note that there is no joining page. You fill out the form and then post it. Then I, or another moderator, will add it as soon as possible! Feel free to re-post the form (if accepted and/or revised) if you notice your character(s) has/have not been added in a timely manner. Thank you!
(Let's not over complicate this. Here's an example of a proper character sheet in the proper form:
Brindledawn- Seeming much older than she is simply for her wisdom and solemn beauty, Brindledawn is a silky, silver-and-white brindle she-cat with dark blue eyes. Oddly enough, it isn't her physical appearance that makes her stand out. She is best known for her selfless, kind heart and being one who is very slow to anger. When around friends, however, her fragile emotions are easily seen behind her usually calm, wise, and patient demeanor. She actually gets easily upset and easily offended, as well as overly emotional at times. She takes great pride in her lineage and is extremely affectionate with her kin. Once crossed, however, she isn't likely to soon forget it. || Is the 2nd kit from Rockstar and Goldenstar's 1st litter. || No mate and no kits. || She's terrified of storms. || Medicine Cat. || RPed by Goldenstar. || [CAG])
❧ I N D E X ❧
First Post- Introduction, Joining Form, Index. Second Post- Rules. Third Post- News & Progress, Role Play Plots & Story-Lines, and Prophecies. Fourth Post- The Warrior Code and Medicine Cat Code. Fifth Post- Allegiances; Leaders, Deputies, Medicine Cats, and Medicine Cat Apprentices. Sixth Post- Allegiances; Warriors Seventh Post- Allegiances; Apprentices. Eighth Post- Allegiances; Kits. Ninth Post- Allegiances; Queens. Tenth Post- Allegiances; Elders. Eleventh Post- Allegiances; Starclan Cats. Twelfth Post- Allegiances; Dark Forest Cats. Thirteenth Post- Allegiances; Animals Outside the Clan. Fourteenth Post- Mentors and Apprentices. Fifteenth Post- Inkclan History. Sixteenth Post- Inkclan: Territory, Camp, and Landmarks. Seventeenth Post- Clan Attributes: Common Inkclan Knowledge, Types of Prey, Kinds of Predators. Eighteenth Post- Medicine Cat Inventory. Nineteenth Post- Relationships: Mates and Crushes. Twentieth Post- Alliances.
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 0:54:21 GMT -5
❧ R U L E S ❧ ❧ I. Do. Have. A. Joining. Form! It is posted clearly IN THE VERY FIRST POST. You MUST join Inkclan with your characters in this form! I have two moderators: Rowan and Mikah. We can all three deny you the right to join until your characters are in the correct form. It just makes them easier to add. Simply follow the form. Thank you! ❧ Literacy please! I like to be able to understand what it is that you're trying to say. Try and have a good, strong reply as often as possible. If your initial joining form is littered with errors, this is a bad indication that you're not going to be a strong, literate RPer. ❧ There's no character limit. (I'm serious.) Have at it! Unleash your creativity! :3 ❧ Forum rules do apply here. If you don't know them; look it up. ❧ I'm okay with spam like asking for someone to go to another RP, but NO useless stuff. ❧ I'm okay with kit stealing/whatever-ing! Just ask first! Seriously! I'd love to have it but you must ASK! ❧ No bullying. For real, I won't tolerate it. (~'-')~ Just move along. ❧ I'll pick who becomes Deputy/Leader. But you can apply if there is a position open! PLEASE apply! ❧ R-E-S-P-E-C-T. ❧ When you post your joining form, and do not start role playing/communicating within 72 hours (three days) of posting, you will not be added to the front page. We encourage you to start role-playing as soon as your joining form is accepted! ❧ I don't usually mind inactiveness but try to give me some type of warning before you disappear for three months. Or I may delete you. After 30 days of being inactive in the clan, your username will be posted on the front page and your characters will be saved on one of the clan pages. Just check to see where if you return and they'll be added back and activated. Active members are more likely to have higher statuses in the clan. ❧ If I have to leave for a while, or do so unexpectedly, the Deputies, Medicine Cats, "Senior Warriors", and other Leaders will be expected to keep the clan running until I return. ❧ If you've read this and the other rules, copy and paste 'CAG' into your joining form. (If you make multiple characters, you only have to post the pass-code once.) ❧ Have fun!
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 1:14:52 GMT -5
❧ N E W S A N D P R O G R E S S ❧
07.29.2020- Inkclan's first solo page in over five years was created and completed. 05.07.2021- The Breeding Bonds have been set into place. Paintedstar is losing his mind. Joystar's last litter was born (Falconswoop is the sire). Monarchdream left for the Valley. 05.07.2021- I'm working on all the clan pages. Be patient with me please. x.x. 07.20.2021- We have a new member (Spidercraze) and the front page is all updated! <3 09.06.2021- Everything has been updated up to page 5. Characters have been added and forms have been edited. <3 10.01.2021- In RP; Islandfawn died. She was murdered by Yellowwasp technically but it isn't common knowledge. 10.22.2021- Yarrowpaw is now a Medicine Cat Apprentice. 12.26.2021- Yellowwasp took over Inkclan, the Brotherhood invaded, and the majority of the original Inkclan was driven out. 01.01.2022- Happy new year. 04.12.2023- The war for the Manor has begun! 10.15.2023- The war is over and the new era has begun in Inkclan.
❧ P L O T S A N D S T O R Y L I N E S ❧
❧ MAIN PLOT; Finally the main group from Inkclan has returned and the clan is slowly settling. The new warriors who joined from Cloudclan are adjusting and the Bond Kits are getting their bearings in their new home- their original home. Despite the peace and power that is now pulsing through the Manor, many of those who were left behind during the takeover aren't so easy to forgive those who made it out. Each day, Zinnialea's special children grow stronger and stronger. Soon the Inkers will have to face a whole new kind of threat. One they must face together, or risk being washed away forever.
❧ P R O P H E C I E S ❧
❧ "Blood must be broken for blood to be saved." -from Ebonystripe to Hazelglen.
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 1:25:03 GMT -5
❧ T H E W A R R I O R C O D E ❧
1.) Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from other Clans, but your loyalty must remain to your Clan.
2.) Do not hunt or trespass on another Clan's territory.
3.) Elders and kits must be fed before apprentices and warriors.
4.) Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for it's life.
5.) A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice.
6.) Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name.
7.) A cat cannot become a deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice.
8.) The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies or retires.
9.) After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moon high.
10.) A gathering of all Clans is held at the full moon during a truce that lasts for the night. There shall be no fighting among Clans at this time.
11.) Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassing cats.
12.) No warrior may neglect a kit in pain or in danger, even if that kit is from a different Clan.
13.) The word of the Clan leader is the Warrior Code.
14.) An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his or her battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or it is necessary for self-defense.
15.) A warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet.
16.) Each Clan has the right to be proud and independent, but in times of trouble they must forget their boundaries and fight side by side to protect the four. Each Clan must help the others so that no Clan will fall.
[InkClan reserves the right to choose to follow certain rules of the Warrior Code. It varies by Leader. Paintedstar is a Warrior Code loyalist and defends if ferociously.]
❧ M E D I C I N E C A T C O D E ❧
1.) A Medicine Cat may not take on a mate.
2.) A Medicine Cat may not have kits.
3.) A Medicine Cat should not be rude to a injured cat.
4.) A Medicine Cat should not fight.
5.) A Medicine Cat should not leave the camp unless it is to find herbs with a Warrior.
6.) A Medicine Cat may not steal herbs to give to another Clan.
7.) A Medicine Cat must be loyal and not lie to his or her Clan.
8.) A Medicine Cat must know basic defense moves for self-defense.
9.) A Medicine Cat may not speak of a prophecy unless the leader has given permission.
10.) A Medicine Cat must not neglect an injured cat or not help it. It is the Medicine Cat's duty to help a cat even if they hate them.
[InkClan reserves the right to choose to follow the 1st, 2nd, and 5th rule of the Medicine Cat Code. It varies by Leader and Medicine Cat.]
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 1:33:22 GMT -5
❧ A L L E G I A N C E S ❧
Leader ~Joystar- formally Joyjumper, Joystar had a rough start to life. She was born the much younger sister of a former clan Deputy. She worked hard and busted-tail her entire life to prove herself worthy. Finally, she was crowned Deputy... And unfortunately, she got kidnapped by the two-legs near Inkclan's territory and she was gone for many moons. While she was gone, the entire ranking order of Inkclan changed and when she returned, Inkstar was very old and was happy to retire- allowing both her son- Paintedsun- and her long-lost-Deputy, Joyjumper, to take her place. Once becoming leaders together, Joystar fell hard and fast for the charismatic tom. He returned her affection for a while but after their first litter was born (containing Scarletlily and Monarchdream), the two discovered they weren't right for each other and the love they did have for one another... Wasn't enough. The split was devastating for Joy but she recovered well considering he was the first tom she ever loved and she had to co-lead with him- up until his exile after he took one of her nine lives for having kits by another tom. Now that she's away from Paintedstar and with someone much better for her, Joy is thriving and her clan can see the improvement the final split has had on her. She is an extremely vocal, involved, and adoring leader and she wants to know everything she can about as may of her clan members as possible. It is her goal to be able to help and aid in any way she can- wherever she can- for anyone she can! Joystar is, in a word, quite selfless. She really does spill all of herself into subjects and would go above and beyond for all of them. Joystar takes both leadership and motherhood extremely seriously and she will never compromise one for the other and has learned through years how to balance both. This pretty she-cat is a Traditional Inker with a dark cream base color with pale yellow, peach, and subtle orange inking. She is something known as 'splint-staining' where only one part of her pelt has color. 90% of her is that pretty cream but the part of her that is Inked is half of her face, neck, throat, chest, and shoulder. That's all on the right side. There's a bit of peach coloring on her underbelly and splashed on her toes but it isn't a lot. She has a feathery tail and plumed fur at certain points. She, like a lot of Inkclan cats, has a wedged face, large ears, and slender features. She is streamlined and lithe-muscled with large, feeling baby blue eyes. Despite her generally positive and optimistic personality, she does have underlying depression that she hides extremely well. Nobody knows but her son, Yarrowseed, who she sees to treat it. Joystar will always, always be strong for her clan. No matter what that takes. || Formally Joyjumper. Daughter of the late Littlesplash and Redwood. Paintedstar's former mate. Mother of Scarletlily(Paintedstar), Monarchdream(Paintedstar), Rubblefall(Falconswoop), Gravelhail(Falconswoop), Pastellight(Paintedstar), Blazestreak(Falconswoop), Yarrowseed(Falconswoop), Dusttalon(Falconswoop), Flamepetal(Falconswoop), Cometshine(Falconswoop), and Lilyburst(Falconswoop). || Lives: 6- 1) Died of illness, 2) Killed by a fox, 3) Accidentally killed by Paintedstar. || Pansexual- mates with Falconswoop. || Goldenstar. ||
Deputies
Tigerlash- powerful, Tigerlash outperforms most his peers in battles of ultimate strength and endurance a fact that has made his cocky and reckless in many cases. As bad as his personality can be, he seems to hide his more negative habits with his dedication and ambition to serve InkClan. Tigerlash is a handsome dark orange tom with brown, black, and dark brown Inking. He also has bright green eyes. || Kind of mates with Turquoisegem. || cowbird. ||
~Falconswoop(Fal)- big, Traditional-Inker with white as a base color, this stoic tom has dark brown, black, and copper colored Inking that covers 95% of his body. His face is white- kind of like the fur is a mask, and his paws are white all at different lengths on his legs before it gets lost in the marbling. He has burning amber eyes, a bobbed tail, and long, black whispers and a black nose. Falconswoop is Inkclan's most Senior Warrior and is very proud of his experiences and his training skills. He has mentored many of the current Warriors in the clan and he often has more than one apprentice at a time to show for his knowledge and seniority. He has been in Inkclan's only major battle with a group of rogue cats near the abandoned house where his clan makes its home. He has plenty to show for it, with tattered ears and battle-scars; something not many Inkers actually have. He isn't known to be much of a talker but that doesn't mean he isn't smart. This is a very intelligent cat- he just knows when to place his words and when to interject himself into conversation. Falconswoop is often left in charge of guarding the camp when large patrols are out gathering or away for meetings. You can 100% put your trust in this striking tom's rugged paws. You could probably put your heart there too. || Mates with Joystar- father to her kits: Rubblefall, Gravelhail(deceased), Blazestreak, Yarrowseed, Dusttalon, Flamepetal, Cometshine, and Lilyburst. Step-father to Scarletlily, Monarchdream(in Cloudclan), and Pastellight(in Cloudclan). || Inkclan's most Senior Warrior. || Goldenstar. ||
Medicine Cats
~Hazelglen- analytical, intelligent, a touch antisocial but highly professional... Hazelglen isn't the easiest cat to get to know. She can be somewhat difficult and hard to read but she is impossibly hardworking and attentive. She is very goal-driven and can often become absorbed in her work, dedicating her thoughts and heart to what she is and what it means to be that. Many whisper about Hazelglen's true bloodlines as she lost both of her parents when she was a kitten but her mother and father were black and white and weren't Inked at all but that's a conversation she doesn't necessarily like to have. Who she is or was or who she isn't doesn't matter. She's who she is meant to be and she's going to focus on that and nothing else. In speaking of those looks of hers- Hazelglen is almost a Traditional Inker with a base color of snowy white but her Inking is unusual in itself. Her 'paint' is tan and dark brown in its true patches but there are parts of it across her pelt that is marbled with a molten, rich, hazel-like color. Unlike most 'traditional Inkers', Hazelpaw isn't streamlined or lithe, rather she is a small and boxy thing with a muscular, compact build. She has small ears, a cute, heart-shaped face, and medium-length fur. She has dark, sharp green eyes that hold and reflect the intelligence of her true nature. Apart from her job, Hazel is most dedicated to being a mother and taking care of her children- and her mate- whom she loves more than life itself. || Medicine Cat. || Mates with the Dishonored Watcher and former Cloudclan warrior- Graythorn. Mother to his kits from 'the Breeding Bonds': Aspenheart, Obsidianblaze, Eaglesmoke, Brindleoak, and Stillriver. || Goldenstar. ||
~Yarrowseed- tender, loving, and a very good listener, Yarrowseed has been called 'Joystar as a tom' virtually since the day he was born. He's always been so kind and incredibly patient and has been known to help get his brothers out of trouble. He took an interest in herbs and healing when he was just a kitten and he helped deliver Hazelglen's kits before even becoming a 'paw- something that solidified him as a future Medicine Cat. Yarrowseed- who often goes by just 'Yarrow'- is very attentive and gentle and is held in high regard for his tender treatment of kits and the sick or dying. Unlike most cats, any chores to do with the Elders doesn't bother him but rather, he enjoys and relishes it. To be able to do any act of service for cats who have already served Inkclan is an honor- he always has and always will see it that way. Yarrowseed doesn't have as chaotic of a pelt as Blaze does but that doesn't make him any less visually striking. Taking a bit after his father but also his mother, Yarrow is long-legged and has a leaner build but he isn't quite 'Royal'. He doesn't have an exotic face or large ears. He is appropriately portioned with a broader head and smaller ears. His fur is thick and plushy but not at all long or feathery. He has 'Traditional Inking' with three colors of paint on his pelt. His base coat is a pale gray but he has darker colored feet that almost look black but they're actually dark gray and a couple of his toes are actually yellow- it's just hard to see because the color on his paws is so dark. He has a black back and his upper flanks are also black and so is most of his tail- the tip is yellow and there's some paler yellow and gold Inking going on toward the end of his tail. He has stunning 'paint' with gold and pale yellow splotched throughout the black dappled 'stains' of his pelt. His face has a smoky colored haze around and between his eyes and his muzzle is black with white dapples. He has a yellow 'ink spot' across his right eye and his ears are dappled as well in both yellow and gold. His irises are an incredible, burning gold shade and Falconswoop fondly remarks that Yarrow has his grandmother's eyes (her name was Sunnydawn) and he apparently favors her quite a bit- something that means a lot to Yarrow even though he never met her. Family, blood, and the concept of what love is, is what means the most to him. || Son of Joystar and Falconswoop, litter-mate to Dusttalon and Blazestreak. Younger full-brother to the late Gravelhail and also Rubblefall. Half-brother to Monarchdream and Pastellight in Cloudclan. Half-brother to Scarletlily. || Bisexual. In love with Lolly. || Goldenstar. ||
Medicine Cat Apprentice(s)
~Lolly- originally born a kittypet, Lolly has dealt with an endless amount of hardships in her life. She was born a beautiful snowy white kitten with blue eyes and a long, fluffy tail. But that's where the trouble began. When she was a kitten- barely four moons old- she was tormented by humans. They put pink and purple dye in her eyes and on her fur. The colorant stained her in a few different ways- leaving lilac tabby markings on the left side of her body on her legs and pink on her right. Her tail became infected from the harsh chemicals in the dye and eventually it completely dropped off- leaving her with not even a nub. Lolly's fur is also extremely coarse and not pleasant to the touch now due to the harshness of the dye and all the mistreatment she endured. And then Lolly was found by the Brotherhood and they were the first mark of acceptance she had ever known. She should, by all accounts, be a bitter, aggressive, hopeless creature. And she is quite the opposite. She met Yarrowseed during the takeover and he literally changed her life. She begged Joystar to let her stay at the Manor and then she officially began her training as a medicine cat. Because Lolly no longer wants to contribute in any way, shape, or form to harming anyone ever again. She just wants to help and heal. || Bandana color- green camo || Formerly of the Brotherhood. || In love with Yarrowseed. || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 1:55:50 GMT -5
❧ A L L E G I A N C E S ❧
Warriors
~Icedragon(Dragon)- this she-cat is her sister's opposite in every way. Snowphoenix and Icedragon are best friends, sisters, and they are entirely fire and ice (literally) and argue as much as they love each other. While Snowphoenix is white and silver with red Inking, Icedragon is gray with red, silver, and black Inking. This muscular she-cat is mostly a misty gray with her fine Inking in red, crimson, rust, and the wing-like tribal markings on her flanks are black. She is built nearly identical to her sister; stout, muscular, tall, and beautiful. Icedragon, like Snowphoenix, has the unusual twin markings underneath both of her eyes in the same black coloration as the wing-like patterns on her sides. She loves to hunt and train and is considered one of the better fighter of the clans. The only thing that could make her more angry at you than disrespecting her is disrespecting her sister. Icedragon and Snowphoenix are famous for their arguments. But there is no doubt they'd die for one another. Icedragon, like her sister, has sky blue eyes that are drawn out by her paler fur and overly pink nose, ears, and lips. This kitty, though sassy, is very kind and respectful. Just don't cross her. Or her sister. It's just wiser overall to stay on Icedragon's good side. || No mate, no kits. Snowphoenix's sister. Daughter of the late Pepperpelt and the late Rustedclaw. || Pretty damn gay yo. Though she could maybe go for a pretty-boy tom if she liked his personality enough. || Rped by Goldenstar. ||
~Indigonight(Indi)- can we say- intense? Indigonight, Indigo, or just 'Indi' as she is often called is a very peculiar she-cat. She has been a bit of an outcast her entire life and doesn't generally like to be on, what many would consider, "the in-crowd." She was the only child born to older parents and thus that has kept her humble and aged well beyond her time. Despite her dry humor and rather brutally-honest attitude, it- unfortunately- is not this molly's personality that keeps everyone so interested. Indi is a rarity in her clan, an Inker with a dark base color but still heavy Inking. Her main pelt color is black but her Inking is so dark that it gives her a shaded appearance rather than traditional color-layering or swirling as with most of her kind. The shading and hue-patterns of her fur give her an appearance that's dark blue instead of black because of the fine-undertoning. Her Inking itself is dark gray, black, shaded silver, and a blue-gray color. Her eyes are also a brilliant watery blue that changes shades with her mood. Indi gets a lot of unwanted attention because she's so, well... Pretty with her Royal Inkclan features of a slender frame, big ears, and a wedged, exotic face. Couple it with her unique coloration and she's melt-in-your-mouth gorgeous. And she hates it. Her best friend is loyally Monarchdream and the two bond over their misfortune of standing-out, despite the fact that they'd never really, well.. fit in. || Monarchdream's best friend. Cold cut Lesbian. || Goldenstar. ||
~Racooncoat(Coon)- "Just call me Coon!" Considered "clumsy", this tom is just about as coordinated as a blind elephant with a missing leg. He has an inner-ear problem as a kit and effected his balance as he grew and now, it goes without saying that Racooncoat isn't really... eh... graceful? He is a tall tom with lean, pretty muscles and slightly inward positioned toes. His tail is thick and fluffy and his big, shapely ears are... Well, almost... Crooked. Racooncoat is a Traditional Inker- thank the Stars he has that going for him!- with a base color of a dingy kind of gray. He has black, darker gray, and tan inking but it all looks kind of uneven and funny. He has two black rings around both of his ears, three on his tail, and two on each paw at the ankle joint. He has really huge, awkward ears and long, black, bent whiskers. He has a solid splash of black around both of his eyes which help earned him his name. He has darker skin features- gray ears, paws, and a black nose. He has slightly big feet for his slender body and his fluffy tail- the only really fluffy part on him- is always messy and tangled with burrs, grass, twigs... What have you. He also has beautiful, dark amber eyes. Despite his unusual appearance and unfortunate lack of coordination, this tom is a very kind, optimistic soul. He just seems, almost... Unlucky. He will never have a harsh word to say to anyone and he really enjoys the little things in life. Despite his shortcomings, you can't help but be charmed by the tenderness of Racooncoat. || Heterosexual but that honestly is debatable. || Goldenstar. ||
~Ironpeak- a very odd tom, Ironpeak is generally very quiet and he keeps to himself most of the time. He enjoys partaking in usual camp activities and he is a favorite of Joystar's when it comes time to make kits apprentices; he's a fantastic mentor. He can be harsh but not too much so. His apprentices usually complain that he's pushing them too much but then they thank him as Warriors. Despite being stern and slightly awkward, Ironpeak does better alone but doesn't mind to be in the lead of a group. He was considered for the Deputy position before even Lacewing but he pushed for her to get the position due to her youth and kind manner. He has more to give his clan before he takes on the role of a 'star. It is said that Ironpeak has a soft spot for Joystar but he would never express it if he knew anyone ever suspected it. Ironpeak is a ruggedly handsome tom who is thick-built and very muscular. He is extremely powerful and harnesses it well. He is tall an proud but not arrogant. He is a dark gray tom with lighter gray and black peppering that jars through his pelt in ragged patterns instead of traditional, painted Inking. He isn't quite Inked but his pelt isn't solid either. His ears are battle-torn and he had three long scars down the left side of his face from a run in with a crow as an apprentice. He also has dark, but beautiful ember brown eyes. || No mate, no kits. Pretty straight- is particularly attracted to strong females and likes a molly who could put him in his place. || Rped by Goldenstar. ||
~Rubblefall- as it so frequently happens, Rubblefall is his brother's opposite in damn near every way. Where as Gravelhail is confident, cocky, and every bit of the royalty you would expect, Rubblefall takes far more after his gentle, humble mother. Rubble does have some confidence in his abilities as a Warrior but it is just that- confidence. And not pride. Rubblefall is undoubtedly all Inkclan through and through with Ink Royal features- big ears, an exotic face, short fur, long limbs, and lithe muscle. He is a Traditional Inker with a pale gray base color but his stain patterns are in dark gray, black, and white Inking. Rubblefall has a layered face, meaning all of the colors of his pelt mark his face in a 'mask'. He is more Inking and color marbling than he is his base color and it is something that is undeniable of his power lineage. He has dark, mysterious blue eyes. This tom is a very family-dedicated cat and spends a lot of time with his mother and the tom he had ultimately come to know is his biological father- Falconswoop. Rubble is very close and adoring of his mother and because of this, he always felt disconnected from Paintedstar. The news that he wasn't the arrogant tom's son really didn't come at much of a surprise to him- it was much more or a relief if he's being honest. Rubble will never mind to get his paws dirty or to do things that seem beneath him... as long as it is all for the good of the clan. || The late Gravelhail's twin brother. Son of Falconswoop and Joystar. Half-brother to Scarletlily, Monarchdream, and Pastellight. Full brother to Yarrowseed, Dusttalon, Blazestreak, Cometshine, Flamepetal, and Lilyburst. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Turquoisegem- A pretty tortoiseshell she-cat with beautiful, glittering turquoise colored eyes. Turquoisegem has a white back with spattering of black and orange, with white and cream markings like that of a Clouded Leopard mixed in. She doesn't have the full 'Inkers' pelt but quite a few of the smaller patterns race through her fur. She has a black mask on her face with little white specks like freckles or the crystal shine of obsidian. Her orange spots are the standard red-orange of a Tortoiseshell, however, Turquoisegem's unique patterns decorate these patches of fluffy fur. Turquoisegem has an odd fear of going blind and her eyes losing their color, she is more afraid of blindness than she is of anything else- losing her sight or her eyes losing their color is something worse than death because her eyes are the only things about herself that she actually likes. As an apprentice, Turquoise would often go off on her own to study and watch two-legs. She grew so fond of them and was so curious of their nature that she actually picked up pieces of their language and often tells her clan mates of new words she learns- something that helps to broaden the Inkclan vocabulary and increase the index of what they can use for names. Turquoise has the nickname "Q" which she picked up as a young Warrior and it fits her peculiar nature. She is shy and often times spends her days away from the camp and around the two-legs she is so fascinated by- this has unfortunately made her very awkward when it comes to usual clan structure. || Smallpoppy's oldest daughter. Litter-mate to Havenlight and older sister to Cranberrysplash and Myrtlefrost. || Demisexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Blackwood- not as solemn as his brother, Oakstomp, but not as playful as his brother, Pineblade, Blackwood falls... Well, somewhere in the middle. He is a very kind and respectful cat, something his mother instilled in he and his brothers from a very young age. He has always been big for his age and breed. Blackwood's mother, Deerfreckle, is part Inkclan but his father was another thing entirely. He has no clue what his sire actually looked like and he'll never bring himself to ask his mother- as her one and only litter was conceived by force and she doesn't like to talk about it so he doesn't ever mention it. Blackwood, like both of his brothers, is built different than other cats in the clan. Instead of being slender, he is broad-shouldered with thick muscles and stocky frame. He has big paws and thick fur but it isn't particularly long. In some of his pelt, there is an undershading of dark brown and tan- particularly on his undersides that swirls a bit up into his flanks, chest, and legs. He has big, beautiful, dark amber eyes. Blackwood is extremely close to both of his brothers and is, for the sake of himself, a big... Old... Momma's Boy. || Son of Deerfreckle by a rogue- Lincoln. Brother to Oakstomp and Pineblade. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Deerfreckle- soft-spoken and mild-mannered, Deerfreckle is a very content Queen and an overall just kind and appreciative spirit. She enjoys the softer, more gentle side of life and there is nothing she loves or adores more in this world than her beautiful children. But, though this molly is shy and meek, her backstory isn't for the faint of heart. The day of her training assessment to become a Warrior, Deerfreckle was ambushed in the woods by Inkclan's boarder and was savagely taken by a rogue tom from the two-leg town down the road. The entire experience traumatized her, rightfully so, and even though she passed her assessment, she never really became a Warrior. A few weeks after her naming ceremony, Deerfreckle moved to the nursery- terrified to be harboring her attacker's kits. She dreaded her pregnancy and their birth until she actually saw her little ones. Then they became her entire world. Now her life is dedicated to her trio of boys and making sure that they are kind, gentlemanly, and grateful. Though... she can't help that she gets unnerved by the fact that all three of her sons have their sire's burning amber eyes. Now, as for her herself... Deerfreckle is only part Inkclan but she still has a rather striking appearance. She is a pretty, dainty molly with a base color of tan. Her creamy-colored pelt is patterned with rich, darker brown and white dapples. Deerfreckle gets her name for the adorable freckles across her nose and cheeks as well as the few fawn-like spots on her back. She has smaller features than other Inkclan cats, with not such exaggerated features. Her ears are big not too big and she has long legs and is slender but she also has a less exotic face and slightly feathery fur. She has a bobbed tail- something quite unusual for an Inkclan cat in any regard. Finally, Deerfreckle has big, almond-shaped baby blue eyes. || Mother of Pineblade, Blackwood), and Oakstomp by Lincoln- by force. It's very traumatic. Please don't ask her about it. || Pansexual- but in all technicality she is terrified of anything masculine. If she does ever find love, she'll need either a she-cat or a very timid/feminine tom. || Has extreme PTSD. Big toms, toms with amber eyes, toms that look like her abuser, loud noises, and unfamiliarity all terrify her. || Goldenstar. ||
~Heavymoss- oh what a sweet heart. This big boy has one of the kindest hearts you could ever hope to encounter and he doesn't really see it. Heavymoss- or just 'Moss' to a lot of his familiar companions- was born to lesbian parents- Squirreltrill and Thicketthorn. He was their first biological kit and was the only one from his litter and it was probably a good thing too because he was huge. He almost killed Squirreltrill during the birthing process but luckily she pushed through. Heavymoss has been riddled with endless amounts of torment about his size and weight virtually his entire life and he is constantly in the poor favor of Paintedstar because of how clumsy and loud he is. Joystar, however, sees his kind heart and determined spirit and adores him. Moss, to be his size and about as graceful as a dead pigeon, is actually a very accomplished hunter and hardly ever comes back without something to feed the clan. He takes his role as a Warrior extremely seriously and he pours every bit of himself into everything that he is and does. Heavymoss's biological mother- Squirreltrill- wasn't Inkclan born and without an Inkclan father, he lacks any kind of Ink in his blood at all and it is also something he is heavily (no pun intended) criticized for and it eats away at him that he has to work so hard just to prove that he belongs in a clan that he was rightfully born in to. He is very insecure and doesn't like much about himself- something that his mothers and sisters tried to fight against but it was a battle they were outnumbered in and ultimately lost. Heavymoss is incredibly kind and very trusting and sometimes has faith so blindly in things that he is almost naïve. He doesn't know how to set boundaries or tell anyone 'no' and will sacrifice his own comfort to make sure others are happy and their needs are met. He is part Main Coon from his biological father (a deceased tom named Conroy who used to live near the Manor) and definitely has the body build to prove it. He is tall with broad shoulders, huge paws, and a wide head. Moss has thick, plushy fur that gets in his way a lot and he has a long tuft of bangs that hang down in his face and sometimes impairs his vision (but only sometimes). As an apprentice, Heavymoss was attacked by a stray dog and now has scars around his throat from the encounter and he is petrified of dogs as a result (even if they're smaller than him). Heavymoss was devastated when Thicketthorn passed away a few moons ago and he still can't talk about her death without breaking down. He now cares for his elderly mother- Squirreltrill- and shows endless patience with her as her mind deteriorates from dementia. Heavymoss enjoys simple things, like sweet berries or toasty sand that isn't too hot. Moss is very close to his older sister- Cindercrown- who is his opposite in every way and is adopted. She is ferociously protective of him and has been known to draw blood to defend her brother's name and honor. Heavymoss isn't at all an unattractive cat but he definitely looks far different than most other Inkclan cats- who are slender with short fur and big ears and exotic features. Moss has dense, gray-brown fur with dark cream undershading, front paws, ear tips, tail-tip, rump, and muzzle. There is a patch of fur on his face that looks like something that humans call a mustache. He has darker brown highlights and lowlights washing his muzzle, head, crown, and ears as well as the ending portion of his tail and his feet. He has cream swirling on his flanks and a pale dash on his chest. He has thick, heavy, medium length fur that is silky to the touch and surprisingly soft. He has bright, kind, glittering green eyes and he has a tuft of fur that always hangs down in his face. Despite how big he is, Heavymoss has a very gentle voice and has never been known to yell or lose his temper. When he gets upset or frustrated, he'll pace, eat, or cry. Sometimes all three. He is the best of pals with Racooncoat and would probably love the guy if Coon thought of him that way. || Theme song- 'Waiting on the World to Change' by John Mayer. || Terrified of dogs and prone to heat strokes. He has had two already and he overheats really easy. || Pansexual- he likes someone who an make him laugh. || Son of the late Conroy (a rogue) and Thicketthorn. Biological son of Squirreltrill. Adopted brother to Cindercrown. || Goldenstar. ||
~Redthorn- every bit her mother's daughter, Redfern was named for her breathtaking appearance but don't let it fool you for a minute- she is as sassy as Cinnamonstar is hot. She has Cinna's fur-length, not quite flowing but not short either with thicker fur on her tail and chest. She is a gorgeous burgundy calico with maroon being the base color for her pelt with patches of paler, dusty red, black, and white. Her chest is white, so is her muzzle, and her tail- along with the toes on all four of her feet. Her ears are black but are tipped in the dusty red and she has the same coloration across her cheeks. She has stunning eyes- both blue but in different shades; one is an icy shade and one is dark. Cinnamonstar likes to joke that Goldenstar is punishing her for how rowdy she was as an apprentice by blessing her with four daughters and one son... Of which, two of her girls (Pumpkinspice and Redfern) are just miniature, hotrod versions of herself. Redfern is ferociously independent and is known for her sharp tongue and leadership qualities. She, however, is not disrespectful- just... enthusiastic. She, despite their constant habit for butting heads, is extremely close to her mother and loves her dearly and she also looks up to her- but she'll never tell her that to her face- "can't feed Momma's ego!" She is also very close and is very proud of her siblings and her family- all of it. Anyone who doesn't like it... "Bite me or fight me but don't talk cheap and not be willing to pay the price!" || Cinnamonstar's kit by Fawnheart out of the late Burnednight. Sister to Pumpkinspice, Rosepetal, Garnetlace, and Rowanberry. || Chaotic pansexual. Really in love with Pineblade of Inkclan. Mother to his kits. || Rped by Goldenstar. ||
~Graythorn- if I had told you this was the same cat who had once been such a polar opposite to his late brother- Burnednight- you may not believe me. In his earlier years, Graythorn had an incredibly short capacity for patience and tended to get worked up easily and stressed out a lot. He is still easily stressed and does hold a constant state of wariness, but now he is a mostly optimistic tom and is generally nice to be around. He was named after his grandmother, Graymoon, and actually chose and requested his Warrior suffix from his aunt Brokenthorn- of which, both mollies he was extremely close to. Despite being rather anxious as a constant state of existence, Graythorn really, really tries to overcome it and approach each day and situation with ambition and heart. If you're wondering what it is that changed his temperement so, it was two major events- losing his brother- Burnednight- who was both his only sibling and his best friend- during the Frostbitten War... and falling desperately in love with a she-cat from another clan. After Burnednight died defending Cloudclan, Graythorn joined the Watch and it seemed he would have been content to just die happy on the Wall... but then he met Hazelglen(then Hazelpaw)- the Inkclan Medicine Cat and she stole his heart. He took Dishonor from the Watch and then volunteered for the Breeding Bonds for Inkclan solely because Hazelpaw had told him she was already pregnant with his kits and they needed a cover for it. For all of his previous sharp tongue and sass, it all melted away when he placed his heart in her tender paws. He loves the little molly and nothing will keep them apart... cue his decision to join Inkclan after the Bonds had ended. Graythorn is a medium-shade-of-gray tom with thick, medium-length fur and a pretty average size. He has darker gray dashes and dapples throughout his pelt. He has the same darker color on his paws, on his ears, and striped down his face and the left side of his lip. He has a white throat, white belly, and white under-tail as well as white ear-tufts and white rings around his eyes and long, white whiskers and dark gray flesh features (paw-pads, nose, and inner ears). He is visually striking and is quite lovely to look at, getting his appearance more from his late mother, Nightglen. Graythorn also has his mother's dark, glen green eyes. || Son of Cerisespark and Nightglen- both deceased. The late Burnednight's brother. || Mates with Hazelglen of Inkclan. Father to her kits: ... || Dishonored Watcher. || Rped by Goldenstar. ||
~Dropshine- a pretty, long furred white she-cat with her mother's familiar patterns. She doesn't necessarily have 'Staining' like other Inkclan cats- also like her mother. Her Inking is blended and almost doesn't exist except for some spare places. Her pelt is a base of snowy white with gray marble-like patching on her face, legs, partially on her tail, and on her ears. The gray colors vary from an ash to a pale gray, to something almost like fog. The shades don't entirely blend but aren't really formed into 'paint spots' either and she has a few random flecks of white in the gray of her fur. Dropshine has her mother's eyes to an extent- they're half yellow and half orange and kind of bleed together. Dropshine is very soft spoken but I wouldn't really call her shy. She has inherited a great amount of her mother's personality and that's something she carries quite well. She is known for her gentle temperament and lasting patience and can calm even the wildest of spirits. Dropshine is very close to her sister, Twigbreeze, as they are the surviving ones from their litter of four (the two toms died) and are their mother's only kits who weren't stillborn and are still alive today. Dropshine sometimes feels out of place from some of the other Queens in Inkclan because her kits were fathered by a rogue and not a clan-born cat but it has never made Dropshine- or her sister- think down of their mother or who they are. They are Willowwood's children and that is more than enough for Dropshine. || Willowwood's kit. Sister to Twigbreeze and also a sister to all of Willowwood's other kits in Starclan. Their father is Jax- a rogue- who sometimes visits near the Manor but not often. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Twigbreeze- stunning, Twigbreeze- or just Twigs- is a gorgeous creature who gets her coloration from her father and is nearly a spitting image of him in a lot of ways. She is a pretty, long-furred marbled tabby of brown, tan, and rich earth-tones and she has a tan chest, under-belly, throat, tip of her tail, mouth, and tip of her toes. She has tufted ears and enchanting blue eyes. She does share one likeness to her sister- white flecks that cut through the darker colors of her pelt and tie her to her litter-mate as kin. Twigs, unlike her sister or her mother, has no sign at all of any kind of 'inking' on her pelt and she does get flack for it sometimes but she doesn't generally let it bother her. Too much. Twigbreeze is a touch awkward, much like her mother and sister, but she is more likely to speak and be outspoken than either of the she-cats in her family and she has always been 'the wild one' when it comes to wanting to push boundaries and losing her temper. If you've pissed her off- you've pissed her off and that's just the way it is. Twigs is less forgiving than her mother or sister and will gladly and lowly hold a grudge. || Willowwood's kit. Sister to Dropshine and also a sister to all of Willowwood's other kits in Starclan. Their father is Jax- a rogue- who sometimes visits near the Manor but not often. || Lesbian- does want children though and isn't afraid to carry kits to make that possible. || Goldenstar. ||
~Blazestreak- when I tell you this pretty kitty is a spitfire, it's no exaggeration. Sometimes Falconswoop will (lightly) joke that Blaze inherited a touch of Paintedstar's attitude even though the two are not at all related. Blazestreak is well... quite opinionated, but I wouldn't exactly call him arrogant. Just... confident in the things he does know and do well. He is very close to his family, his father and mother and litter-mates specifically but he is also adoring of his half-siblings as well and cherishes the kin he has in Cloudclan. As a 'paw, Blaze overheard someone talking down about Monarchdream and he got into a skirmish with them that was so grand- he ended up getting punished and rewarded at the same time because it was one hell of a fight. Blazestreak knows that he is a conversation piece but he doesn't let it bother him. His parents love each other and he was conceived out of love and he knows it and it's something he takes pride in- he has a good, healthy family and a strong relationship with his parents and siblings and that connection is priceless to him. Blaze favors his father quite a lot with his unorthodox build for an Inkclan cat. He is considered a Traditional Inker with three overlapping colors that blanket most of his pelt- also something he got from Falconswoop. He is tall with lean muscle and thick, coarse fur. His base colors are tan and white and his Inking is done in orange, darker orange, and white. He has creamy orange legs and that color bleeds into his torso and flanks. The cuffs of his paws are tan but his actual paws themselves are white. His tail is mostly tan with white shading under his tail toward the base and the tail tip is white. He has some darker orange Paint Stains on his lower tail as well. His underbelly, chest, throat, and chin are all white and he has tan Inking along his neck, spine, upper flanks, and between his eyes. He has 'puddles' of darker orange 'paint' on the tan on his flanks and on his legs in the creamy orange fur. He has a couple of white dapples in that darker orange Inking. The left side of his face is pale orange and the right side is dark orange and the dark orange also crests his nose and the top of his head. Both of his ears are pale orange. To top off Blazestreak's stunning appearance, he has incredible, emerald green eyes. || Son of Joystar and Falconswoop. Full brother to Yarrowseed and Dusttalon. Full brother also to the late Gravelhail from an older litter and full brother also to Rubblefall. Half-brother to Monarchdream and Pastellight in Cloudclan, half-brother to Scarletlily. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Dusttalon- known to be the perfect mixture of his mother and father, Dusttalon is the blend of all of his better parts. He has his father's coloration but his mother's 'Royal' build. He has a bit of Blazestreak's attitude but also a good portion of Yarrowseed's patience. He is known for his intelligence and clever mind and can outsmart cats who are much older than him. He spends a lot of his time among the Elders- something he learned from Yarrow- and tries to learn from them as they talk to him and tell him stories. He will never hesitate to help the Medicine Cats or the apprentices and is often called upon for unsavory work because he doesn't complain about the labor. Dusttalon is very close to his brothers but they tend to influence him. When he's with Blaze, he'll get into trouble and have a sharper tongue. When he's with Yarrowseed, he can be so gentle that he could handle butterflies and his patience is endless. He is also quite adoring of both his mother and father but can be a little protective of Joystar- for he knows her past and he will be damned before his mother has to repeat or endure anymore abuse. From anyone or anything. Dusttalon- who sometimes goes by Dusty- is very close to his kin in Cloudclan and adores his nieces and nephews. He is very self-driven and has a desire to be better each day than he was the day before. Now, back to his appearance. Dusttalon is the only of one his litter-mates to inherit Joystar's 'Royal' build. He has a lean body with feathery fur, an exotic face, large ears, and finer features. His base coat is a dark tan/dusty brown color and he has darker brown, white, and cream Inking. The paws on all four of his feet are white and he has a white underbelly, chest, and throat. The tip of his feathery tail is also white but the base of it and his rump are also brown. Dusttalon does not have a lot of Ink spots, mostly rich dappling, which is something quite odd considering the richly Stained pelts of both his mother and father. He has white and cream dapples along his flanks and only some with brown 'ink spots' inside of them. H also has a cream muzzle with brown freckles and brown dapples over both of his eyes. His left ear is tan but the right is brown. He has long, dark whiskers and his mother's gentle, baby blue eyes. Despite looking rather 'dainty', Dusttalon shouldn't be underestimated. His cool wit and desire to learn has made him a formidable fighting force within Inkclan.|| Son of Joystar and Falconswoop. Litter-mate to Blazestreak and Yarrowseed. Younger full brother to the late Gravelhail and also Rubblefall. Half-brother to Monarchdream and Pastellight in Cloudclan and also Scarletlily. || Pansexual. Polyamorous. || Goldenstar. ||
~Eclipseheart- ... || Mother to Dustbunny and Pebbleheart. || Goldenstar. ||
-Amberdahlia(Amber)- a striking Traditional Inker with a base color of dark cream. She has bright brown, tan, and darker cream Inking that blooms across her pelt like flowers. She has bright amber eyes. This molly is not as soft and dainty as she seems. Though she adores the softer, prettier things in life, Amberdahlia, or just Amber or just Dahlia, has a fierceness to her that shocks anyone who doesn't know her well. She could be chatting with you happily to clawing off a chunk of your ear within a moment if you say the wrong thing. But again, she's still easily charmed by pretty things like flowers and fireflies, simply a strange quirk this pretty molly has. || Bi-curious, though she tends to lean more towards she-cats. || Treeheart. ||
-Briarthicket- swirled, dark brown and black molly with white paws, ear-tufts, and long, white whiskers. Her pelt, despite its brindle-like-pattern does not classify her technically as either Inked or Stained. She also has pretty, dangerous dark brown eyes. Briarthicket is a tough girl. Having been born technically only "half" Inkclan, her other half being unknown to her due to her mother keeping it a secret, she never felt like she really fit in with her peers. This fact made her grow up a bit more chilly towards others, prompting her to keep to herself more often. She doesn't have any hard feelings towards the Inked and Stained cats, but she is a bit bitter about her father's identity being hidden from her. || A lesbian in denial but she'll come around || Treeheart. ||
-Lavenderfield(Livi)- a beautiful pale she-cat with a base color such a light gray that it's almost white. She's a Traditional Inker with Inking colors of a dark silver, blue-gray, and snowy white. Lavenderfield, or Livi as she is so affectionately called also has unusual, lavender-hued eyes. She's a sweet soul who spends most of her time either tending to the clan's kits or decorating the nests and/or pelts of her friends and family with petals and flowers of whatever she finds to be pretty. Lavenderfield could barely harm a fly, a fact that got her teased a bit in her younger moons. She's not a good fighter by any means and it's something she struggles to improve upon. || Heterosexual || Treeheart. ||
-Oakstomp- a big brown tom with darker under-shading, white paws, and big, dark amber eyes. Oakstomp is a Momma's boy at heart- just like his other two brothers. He has a rough exterior, known for his face that seemed to have been born with a scowl, but he adores his mother fiercely and tends to be a bit protective of her. He cares for his brothers as well, but he still tends to stick to his mother's side. When he isn't, he's usually out hunting something to bring back to her. || Son of Deerfreckle by a rogue. Brother to Blackwood and Pineblade. || Demisexual by nature. || Treeheart. ||
Aspenspirit- Traditional Inker, a pale gray she-cat with white and pale yellow inking along with pale blue eyes. Darker flecks across her face. || cowbird. ||
Emberpool- solid-colored, pale brown she-cat with white toes and pale gray eyes. She is a strict and dedicated warrior who has had to overcome a lot of internal turmoil involving her messy kithood and the fact she was the “ugly” one of her litter. She’s the polar opposite of her hot headed brother, being calm and reasonable despite her liking law and order in all she takes part in. Her pelt may not standout among her tainted clan mates but her leader personality makes her well know enough. || Straighter than a pole yet a fierce supporter of same sex couples and gender ambiguity. || Older sister of Redinferno. || cowbird. ||
Redinferno- hot-headed and fiery. Just a few words to describe one of InkClan’s youngest warriors, the tom’s outlandish and brash personality matches his elaborate inked pelt which makes him a naturally attractive cat on first glance. He is slightly smaller that his fellow warriors which often makes his spit-fire threats and comments not taken serious- which isn’t a common misconception as this warrior packs a deadly set of thorn sharp claws. Redinferno is a Traditional Inker with a base coat of pale cream but his Inking is dark red, bright red, and a burnt orange color. It covers most of his body but his paws are his base color but it fades into his legs like literal flame patters. He has molten orange eyes that have amber flecks in them. He has a sleek muscled body and a plump like tail. His ears are a tad bit too big for his head/face. Redinferno, besides his usual flame like personality, is known to exhibit gentleness to kits and elders especially Graysplash (who as a kit, promised he’d care for her forever). He often gets into arguments with his sister Emberpool as she isn’t older and doesn’t see his fiery attitude as one a Clan cat should have while he think she she’s an old hag half of the time. Loves her though. || Gayer than the rainbow but his sexuality isn’t nearly as prevalent as his personality. || Brother to Emberpool. || cowbird. ||
Pineblade- no one loves a good game like this guy. Willing at even the most unruly times of day this rambunctious tom is up and about that other cracking a joke, bothering and play attacking his brothers or stalking the apprentices or even hiding in the elders away from his mother (an action which Astergrove wholeheartedly helps him do). The most adorable of his wide shoulder and stocky litter, he wins over most clan members with his eagerness. Pinenblade is a big reddish tom with undershades of dark brown and black dapples. He has his father's dark amber eyes.|| Mates with Redthorn and father to her kits. || Brother to Oakstomp and Blackwood. Deerfreckle's son by the loner- Lincoln. || cowbird. ||
Havenlight- Sarcasm seems to be the life of the loveable she-cat. She makes friends easy as shown by her good relationship with the Clan leaders and the other queens, but she also likes quiet time, often taking walks at dawn and idly watching the beauty of her territory, a habit that has persisted even as she carried Riverbandit's kits. They aren’t mates but in effort to keep the Clan blood pure (ish) they did the deed to provide new life. It’s weird for her because she always stated she wasn't gonna have kits yet when duty called, she didn’t fight it- for the most part. She has a pleasant relationship with her kit's father but that's mostly because she is often distant from toms if they aren’t Paintedstar. Havenlight is a pretty molly with 'split-staining'. Her base color is white but her Inking is pale gray and silver and it covers only a portion of her face, over her right eye and nose, and is splashed gingerly on her hind paws. She has bright gray eyes. || Mother to Riverbandit's kits: Logfur, Butterflyfur, and Grasslight. Litter-mate to Turquoisegem and older sister to Cranberrysplash and Myrtlefrost. || bisexual. || cowbird. ||
Logfur- Taking after his mother, Logfur is cautious cat. He’s not one much for talking, even among his siblings and family, preferring to keep his mouth closed and his many thoughts on husband head. Not to say he won’t speak- idle, light conversations are no bother for him but his calm, anti-drama persona keeps most others at bay, some out of confusion and others out of respect. And, just like his mother, sarcasm is his way of life. A lot less vocal about it so it’s less know, but man, his brain is all up there. Logfur is one of the biggest cats in the clan. Massive, muscular, and long, he sports rather plain, straight and shaggy dark brown fur with a sweeping tail and blazing amber eyes. His paws are massive which able him to chase squirrels even in thick snow... well if his pelt would get out the way. || Brother to Grassfur and Butterflyfur, son of Havenlight and Riverbandit.|| Warrior. || Bisexual. || Cowbird. ||
Grasslight- carefree and in the moment, much like his father, to other cats from other clans observing his common behavior, Grasslight isn’t very warrior material. He’s brash, loud, often disobedient (which gets him a good several cuffs in the head by his mother every day) and tends to like to play and take adventures, sometimes beyond the territory, rather than serve his clan. He’s not all bad though. He has a special bond with his father and the elders, willing to go far and beyond for them and is a kind, joyous character, bring a sort of emotional brightness even in times where you’d think there would or should be none. Grassfur looks a lot like his brother but his shaggy fur is shorter, less thick and a light, almost golden brown with a smaller, less muscular build and light green eyes He has a scar on his right shoulder from battle training with his brother which, much to his family’s chagrin, he embraces. || Brother of Butterflywing and Logfur, son of Havenlight and Riverbandit. || Heterosexual. || Warrior. || Cowbird. ||
Butterflyfur- oddly enough, the only she-cat and Inked kit of her litter, Butterflywing was always on the fence during her younger years about accepting herself. No, not her beautiful white based pelt and gorgeous inked silver, gray and light cream splashes that made her up, or the icy blue eyes that earn her plenty of admirers. It wasn’t even her skills or dedication to keeping the family together and drama free. No, what had been this gorgeous girl’s struggle was her feelings- her sexuality specifically. She knew very early on she liked she-cats. They were funnier, more sensible and plain out more attractive than toms and stood out to her. Yet growing up, there wasn’t many, if any, stable and open same-sex relationships in her clan and she thought that she was taboo, wrong and needed to hold that part of herself in if she wanted to serve her clan. As time went on, she saw that there were actually others in her boat and in other clans and groups, she saw many couples who were “out of the norm” as she would frame it and bit by bit, grew more comfortable with who she really was. || Sister to Logfur and Grasslight, only daughter of Havenlight and Riverbandit. || Lesbian || Warrior. || Cowbird. ||
Myrtlefrost- distant yet pleasant and honest, Myrtlefrost was the eldest of her mother’s final litter and , though no one would openly acknowledge it, Smallpoppy’s favorite. Myrtle grew up always determined to live the right life of a warrior- train hard, stay loyal to her clanmates and follow the warrior code to the point. This strict following of the rules made her not so popular as a de maternity in her early moons, but as she grew older her determination to honor the life her ancestors lived grew to be respected. She does have a softer, more approachable side however as Miss Myrtle is quite the storyteller While having kits off her own seems just too blurry for this babe now, she can often be seen with the elders detailing a spinning tale with them to the kits. Myrtlefrost is a very pale gray and dark russet she-cat with beautiful petal like patterns on her shoulders and ears with a tufted tail. || Bisexual- wants to really explore her love for she-cats. || Daughter of Smallpoppy from her final litter and her secret, longtime mate the loner Benny. Younger sister to Havenlight, Turquoisegem, and littermate to Cranberrysplash. || cowbird ||
Cranberrysplash- among Smallpoppy’s numerous daughters, Cranberrysplash or, to avoid the mouthful of a name, Berry, she is definitely the most controversial . A sweet, affectionate soul she is on one paw, but also emotionally disconnected at times. She’s very vocal about her opinions yet she still has never been able to let them be known in a less... cold cut manner. She’s energetic and loves to patrol but hunting seems to be something she hates- “There is plenty of cats to keep the clan fed- I don't see why I have to get my paws dirty.” Berry is a small, white and ginger she cat with unusual twirls of ginger around her legs and tail. She has ginger patches on her pelt and ears. || Younger daughter of Smallpoppy’s final litter, littermate to Myrtlefrost. Younger sister to Havenlight and Turquoisegem. || cowbird. ||
Smallpoppy- a very small tortoiseshell she-cat with bright green eyes. || Mother to Turquoisegem, Havenlight, Cranberrysplash, ad Myrtlefrost. Secretly the long-time mate of the loner- Benny. || cowbird.||
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 2:02:17 GMT -5
❧ A L L E G I A N C E S ❧
Apprentices
~Phantompaw(Phantom)-(third litter- apprentice aged)- stunning mostly pale ginger tom with darker markings. The left side of his face is white and he has a white dash under his right eye. White toes on his left paw, white throat, chest, and under-belly. Muddy hazel eyes. || Son of Oriole and Tigress. || Goldenstar. ||
~Aspenpaw(Aspenheart)- known for his timid and rather jumpy nature, Aspenheart is not at all a cat who has any kind of self confidence. Despite how hard his mother and father have tried to love him and support him, he just... isn't a fan of himself. At all. Aspenheart has been blessed with features from both of his parents as well as both of his bloodlines. He has a moderate body build, rather slender and lean with long, lanky legs. His tail is long and he has large, angular ears. Aspenheart has a nearly Inked pelt with odd lashes and stripe designs. His fur contains many colors including cream, hazelnut brown, caramel, and tan. He has soft, beautiful golden irises. Aspenheart is known for his gentle voice and deep love for queens, kits, and elders. He can often be found taking care of the oldest members of the clan- even now that he's a warrior. Aspenheart is very close to his family and, despite being half-clan, takes great pride in both his mother and his father. || Son of Hazelglen and Graythorn. Brother to Obsidianblaze, Eaglesmoke, Brindleoak, and Stillriver. || Supposedly born from the Breeding Bonds but his conception was long before that. || Bisexual, pansexual?... He doesn't really know. || Goldenstar. ||
~Obsidianpaw(Obsidianblaze/Blaze)- Blaze has been gathering unwanted attention ever since he was born. Part of it was how he was created, yes, but much more of it is how he looks. Obsidianblaze is the biggest of his litter and was graced with Graythorn's thick structure and muscular build. He has powerful shoulders, big paws, and a hard jawline. His pelt is short and thick and is mostly white. However, he is marked with odd stripes that are as black as smooth obsidian- hence how he got his name. The stripes appear on his flanks, shoulders, and under his eyes- streaking down his face like tear marks. He also has black paws on his front left foot, both his hind feet, a black tail, and a black diamond blaze between his eyes. His irises are a stunning honey gold. Obsidianblaze trained mercilessly as an apprentice and ended up in a fight against a stray dog with some of the other apprentices and mentors at the time. This event landed him with scars littered across his body but he wears them proudly. He is a very energetic and hardworking tom and strives to be the best version of himself possible for his clan. He is very close to all members of his family and cherishes his half-clan blood. He was born for a purpose and he will make sure to live it well. || Son of Hazelglen and Graythorn. Brother to Aspenheart, Eaglesmoke, Brindleoak, and Stillriver. Supposedly born from the Breeding Bonds but he was conceived long before that. || Bisexual. Polyamorous. || Goldenstar. ||
~Eaglepaw(Eaglesmoke)- every bit his father's son, it is Eaglesmoke who looks the most like his father of his litter. He is built more like his mother, lean and slender with longer features but he isn't quite as tall or as slim as Aspenheart. He has a cut body that he has worked on from the time he was made a paw to make sure he was fit and strong and able to defend his clan to the best of his ability. He has a steel gray pelt with a paler gray belly, chest, throat, chin, tail-tip, and paws. The lower parts of his paws, the lower portion of his tail, top of his head, and ears are all a darker gray. Eaglesmoke got his name for the unusual markings he has on his flanks- dark gray patches of fur in the same color, but they are in the shape of wings along his sides. Like Obsidianblaze, his whiskers, nose, and paw-pads are black. He has burning, intelligent blue eyes. Eaglesmoke is very close to Obsidianblaze and is ferociously protective of his mother, Hazelglen. || Son of Hazelglen and Graythorn. Brother to Obsidianblaze, Aspenheart, Brindleoak, and Stillriver. || Supposedly born from the Breeding Bonds but his conception was long before that. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Brindlepaw(Brindleoak)- kind and gentle, Brindleoak is one of those cats that just makes you feel... happy. And safe. She is known to be as kind and gentle as a butterfly wing and is often found gathering flowers or... well, chasing butterflies. But she'd never have the heart to catch them- the poor dear. Brindleoak spends a lot of her time with kits, Elders, and queens. She is extremely close with her tender-hearted brother, Aspenheart, and also their mother. She is known a bit to be a hopeless romantic and tends to get her tender heart broken quite easily. Much to the dismay of her father, Graythorn, she falls in love every other step and doesn't seem to understand that there are bad cats with bad intentions. There has to be good in everyone... right? Brindleoak is a beautiful molly with a base pelt of pale tan. She has rich, chocolate markings scattered across her body and rich, smooth yellow eyes and a brilliant, soft smile. || Daughter of Graythorn and Hazelglen. Sister to Aspenheart, Obsidianspire, Eaglesmoke, and Stillriver. Supposedly born from the Breeding Bonds, though her conception was long before that. || Happily pansexual and polyamorous. It isn't directly working out... || Goldenstar. ||
~Stillpaw(Stillriver)- an incredible creature, Stillriver is the odd one out of her litter. She neither looks like either of her parents, nor does she hold their body build. She presumes that, as Graythorn has said, that she resembles his parents. She has a striking pelt, her fur a blend of many different colors and patterns. Her base coat is a smoky gray- nearly black. She has gray-lavender tabby markings that are marbled across her pelt. She has a white throat and the end of her tufted tail is also white. Her hind paw and left ear are also a darker lavender shade and her eyes are a rich, startling blue-purple color. The fur along the back of her neck is shaggy and thick and it makes her look wilder than a rogue a lot of the time. She is laced with scars the got from when she was an apprentice and fought shoulder to shoulder with her brother, Obsidianblaze. She is a very kind but intelligent and calculative molly. Stillriver doesn't trust easily and she tends to overthink situations and bring herself quite a bit of worry. She is a very good and accomplished hunter and rarely returns home empty-mouthed. || Daughter of Graythorn and Hazelglen. Sister to Aspenheart, Obsidianblaze, Brindleoak, and Eaglesmoke. Supposedly born from the Breeding Bonds, but she was conceived long before that. || Lesbian. || Goldenstar. ||
Lilypaw(Lilypetal)- being a she-cat in an all she-cat litter, the eldest of Aspenspirit has always felt the lack of interest in her and her entire litter the moment she opened her eyes. Born of the highly consequential Breeding Bonds, Lilypetal was always so confused about where her loyalties lay and who she truly was- because when you’re very existence is the very public union of half-Clan relationships it doesn't make it easy to know where the true you is. Lilypetal is a shy, reserved cat with obvious self-esteem issues, but is also very protective of her sisters- they are the only ones who don't make her feel like an “other”. Lilypetal is an Inked cat with a pale gray base and dazzling orange and yellow markings and bright, yellow eyes. || Daughter of Aspenspirit and Emberheart of Cloudclan. Sister to Coniferfur and Skybristle. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
Coniferpaw(Coniferfur/Connie)- Going by Connie, she has spent her life being “wisely oblivious” as she calls it. Sure, cats have been gossiping about her and her littermates- and basically her entire generation for the longest- but does she acknowledge it? Never that- as a matter of fact the small, pale brown she-cat with darker brown paws and tail, prefers to live life at a simple benchmark: as long as you are not in anyone’s way then they can't possibly have any reason to get in yours. || Daughter of Aspenspirit and Emberheart of Cloudclan. Sister to Lilypetal and Skybristle. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
~Skypaw(Skybristle)- a shy and sweet thing, Skybristle, or just 'Bris or Sky' is a gentle she-cat. She has a lot of self-esteem issues she inherited from the trauma of her birth- what with being a kitten born of the Breeding Bonds (which she has been reminded of her entire life). Sky certainly doesn't look at all like her Inkclan parent. She is a soft tan she-cat with ashy brown along her shoulders, neck, spine, masking the sides of her face, covering her ears, wrapping her hind-legs, and tipping her tail. She has a softer, creamier tan on both her front legs, her underbelly, her hind paws, her throat, and blazing her nose. She also has dark, stunning sapphire blue eyes. Skybristle stays sick a lot and almost always has a cold. She is very close to her sisters. || Daughter of Aspenspirit and Emberheart of Cloudclan. Sister to Coniferfur and Lilypetal. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
Ocelotpaw(Ocelotleap)- Poor Lacewing. She already stresses about taking care of her clan as deputy- but no one prepared her for the boisterous stretch of cat that was her oldest son. Every bit his father’s son and more the nursery was full and then some with this one in it. Ocelotleap is a very opinionated, energetic and curious cat who tends to be rather oblivious to nuance and sensitive subjects which in turn can make him someone you don't want to discuss your business or secrets around cause they won't stay private for long. He is a courageous warrior however, willing to lay down his life for what is right- a quality that will serve him well in the future. Ocelotleap is a tall, muscular light brown and pale ginger tom with lighter brown muzzle, eyeliner and thick, curly fur on his neck and shoulders. On his fur, he has odd, pale splotches and spots, hence his name. || Son of Lacewing and Elknose of Cloudclan. Brother to Silkwood, Linnettwine, and Bearcurl. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Bisexual. || cowbird. ||
Silkpaw(Silkwood)- pretty white she-cat with yellow eyes. || Daughter of Lacewing and Elknose of Cloudclan. Sister to Ocelotleap, Linnettwine, and Bearcurl. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
~Bearpaw(Bearcurl)- wow, wow, wow. What a daddy's girl. Bearcurl takes after her father's larger stature and is quite big to be a she-cat. Despite her size, she is graceful and known for her gentle spirit and her addictive sense of humor. Bearcurl- or just Curly if you rather- is a big-boned, heavyset gal with thick, luscious brown fur. She has a shaggy bit of fur around her scruff and a long, fluffy, always messy tail. She has a lighter reddish shade along her spine, shoulders, and toward the base of her tail. This coloration follows into her head and ears- which, you guessed it- they curl into soft rounds. All four of her feet as well as her tail are a darker shade of brown- but all four of her paws, as well as her muzzle, are a creamy tan. Curly has stunning honey golden eyes. Very playful. Loves her family. Even though he's in a different clan, she's close with her dad. || Daughter of Lacewing and Elknose of Cloudclan. Sister to Silkwood, Linnettwine, and Ocelotleap. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
-Linnetpaw(Linnettwine)- Proud and ambitious, Lin (as she's affectionately called by all who love her) never doubted for a moment where her loyalties lied. Yes, she cares deeply for the family she has on her sire's side of her blood, but the entire point of her being was so serve Inkclan. And with her mother's proud station within their home clan, Linnet wants nothing more than to follow in her pawsteps as someone to be respected in the clan for her hard work and dedication. She loves all of her siblings, though she does tend to have softer, dream sharing moments with her quieter brother Webfrost, who she feels she can speak openly with about her goals. A tall and fairly broad she-cat, she's a more of what you'd call a "partial" Inker, with the Inking pattern coming in starts and patches across her pelt. Her base fur is a lighter brown, marked with darker brown, black, and dark gray Inking. Her eyes are a big, piercing yellow. || Daughter of Lacewing and Elknose of Cloudclan. Sister to Silkwood, Ocelotleap, and Bearcurl. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Treeheart ||
~Baypaw(Baywish)- a stunning creature, Baywish also... takes after his mother. Bay is a small tom, not big nor burly- much like his father. He does, however, have unusually long legs. Must be from Timberfrost. He has thick, medium-length fur that is white as the base. Along his back, shoulders, and face are an ashy gray. He has a dark, syrupy brown face mask, ears, and tail. He has the same color on his front paws and on his hind right foot. Layering that color is a paler shade of brown and then fading into other shades of gray. Also on the base of his tail is the secondary brown color. There are white flecks through the darker brown parts of his pelt. He has big, incredible, soulful sage green eyes. Baywish is very close to his sister, Marigoldhare, and the two of them are often seen together. He is still in good contact with his father, even though Timberfrost is in a different clan. He has a great deal of respect for the tom and loves him deeply. Baywish enjoys interacting with his cousins in Cloudclan and is quite close to Milkflower's kits. || Son of Zinnialea and Timberfrost of Cloudclan. Brother to Marigoldhare. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Bisexual- tom leaning. He does like feminine toms and gentle she-cats. Tough and rowdy isn't the way to his heart. || Starkissed- Gift is Communication- the ability to communicate with all life around him. Even humans. || Star birthmark- microscopic freckles dotted through the black parts of his pelt. || Goldenstar. ||
-Marigoldpaw(Marigoldhare)- Bright and cherry, Marigold is all about her family. She's glued to her twin brother's hip, adores her mother and idolizes her father. Such love is only further fueled by how big her family in Cloudclan truly is. She adores SnowyOwl's litter, and stood closely behind Jaypledge through their roller-coaster of a youth. And though she feels well off in Cloudclan, it always tugs on her that she cannot be quite as close with her Inkclan kin as well. Small and dainty like her mother, Mari is a sweet little creature. Her base coat is a shaded cream, with points of dark brown across her body. Throughout those darker points are tiny freckles, light against them. They almost look like stars, wouldn't you say? Her ears are dark, her paws, the tip of her tail, and even the mask across her face. There is a duller brown that's faded into her chest and belly, as well as brindles of orange, red, and copper throughout her pelt. Her ears are folded at the tips, and her whiskers are long and white. Her paw-pads and her small nose are a soft pink, and her bright almond-shaped eyes are a light, sky blue. || Daughter of Zinnialea and Timberfrost of Cloudclan. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Starkissed- Gift is Illusions- the ability to trick the mind into seeing or hearing something that isn't truly there. Only temporary. Not full proof. || Star birthmark- hidden as tiny star-shaped freckles in her darker points. || Treeheart. ||
-Forestpaw(Forestcreek) - Forestcreek is a sweet and soft-spoken tom, despite what others might think from first glance. He tries to hold himself as someone powerful, strong and in control of matters, though in reality he's just stumbling after his siblings, trying to keep everything in line. Especially with their soft hearted mother always fretting over them in their youth. Without the tougher front, Forest is kind, deeply caring, and a bit impulsive. His siblings love singing the tease "Forest Forgot" after he expressed one of his many brain farts. Forestcreek is a tall cat, a stark reminder of his heritage. He's not muscular, as you'd probably suspect from his height, but his fur is thick and heavy, which hides his slimmer form beneath. His fur has a light brown base, with silver, blue-gray, and dark brown Inking. His paws are white, and his eyes are a soft lavender hue. || Son of Lavenderfield and Crookedfall of Cloudclan. Littermate to Gullsong, Slatewhisker, and Thawseed. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Treeheart. ||
-Gullpaw(Gullsong) - Gullsong is all about life. "You only live once," He'd say. "Well... mostly." As a kit, he would run around and talk cats' ears off, facing any reaction given with a bright grin. His status as a "half-clan kit" did cause a few less than pleasant interactions with such behaviors, but he never let that stop him. Once he got older, he brought some of Cloudclan with him to his Inkclan home in little trinkets he decorated himself with. Regardless of the feelings others have of him, he never once tried to hide himself. A literal and figurative peacock, this one. Beneath the flashy looks and the charming mask, Gullsong is loving almost to a fault. He's quick to accept others as his own and is fiercely protective of them. He's also a bit quick to lie, whether it be to protect himself, others, or simply because the truth makes him uncomfortable. Gullsong takes a lot after his mother in appearance. His fur is a gray, almost white hue, though it's short and has dark brown tabby stripes. He does have his mother's blue-gray and snowy white Inking, as well as her overall smaller build. His eyes, however, are a dark brown. || Son of Lavenderfield and Crookedfall of Cloudclan. Littermate to Slatewhisker, Thawseed, and Forestcreek. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Genderfluid (mostly goes by all pronouns, he is just the "default") and pansexual || Treeheart. ||
Slatepaw(Slatewhisker)- If someone says he looks just his like his mother One. More. Time. Dont get the little guy wrong- his mother is gorgeous and he loves her more than almost any cat in the world but gosh- how can the ladies take him seriously if he keeps getting called “Baby Livi”? Yet the observations arent wrong and even if you would doubt for a moment the Lavenderfield had any kits, you’d see Slatewhisker and change your tune quick. Slate is a Traditional Inker with a dark silver base (similar to the shade found on his mother) and pale silvery-gray and white markings- all in the exact same shape, size and richness as his mother’s. He also sports her breathtaking lavender-hued eyes- though while Livi’s are gentle, Slate’s are burning and intense… which pretty much sums up the tom’s character. He’s a courageous, fierce tom, keen to prove that despite all the has gone on, InkClan is strong and will endure forever. He is definitely a ladies man, much to his siblings chagrin and there is almost no one who hasnt felt the wriggling eyebrows of this flirtatious babe. What can he say? He likes a pretty face. || Son of Lavenderfield and Crookedfall of Cloudclan. Littermate to Forestcreek, Gullswoop and Thawseed. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Unknowingly bisexual. || cowbird. ||
Thawpaw(Thawseed)- It was a boy’s club in Thawseed’s nest as a kitten but if anything, she was the real one in charge. Thawseed was the last of the four kits between her parents arranged Breeding Bonds… she was also the smallest… and she was also the only girl. Her parents fretted over her- would she get crushed by the much bigger Forestcreek? Stepped on by the enthusiastic Slatewhisker? Little did they know that Thawseed was the one they should have been wary of. Seeing herself at a disadvantage from the get-go, Thawseed made it her mission to outperform, outlearn and simply outdo her brothers in every possible way- even going to the lengths of night hunting if either one of them brought more prey than her or mastered a move first. Call it excessive, but Thawseed refused to let her size define who she’d be viewed as and if you have a problem with the small bundle of fury and strength… well get over it or she’ll get her claws over you. All that said though, Thawseed loves her brothers and despite her fierce independence, lets them baby and be protective over her. Gotta let them have some meaning in her life. She is very close to her mother as well and prides herself in being her only girl- she can get all that special attention to herself. Thawseed is a, as noted, a rather small cat. She stopped growing about three moons into her apprenticeship and has been no taller than that since- something she is rather snappy about. She’s the only non-Inker among her litter, being a gray tabby she-cat with darker tabby markings, long belly fur that is pale, almost white at the ends and yellow eyes. || Daughter of Lavenderfield and Crookedfall of Cloudclan. Sister to Forestcreek, Slatewhisker, and Gullswoop. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Lesbian- it’s obvious isn't it? || cowbird. ||
Firepaw(Fireglow)- white-based Traditional Inker with bright dark red, bright orange and faint yellow all over him and sharp green eyes. || Son of Redinferno and Kestrelberry of Cloudclan. Brother to Sunheart and Burningquill. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
Sunpaw(Sunheart)- bright ginger tom with darker legs and ears with pale yellow eyes. || Son of Redinferno and Kestrelberry of Cloudclan. Brother to Fireglow and Burningquill. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
-Burningkit(Burningquill) - Burningquill is certainly does not have raging personality his older brother and father do. Similar to his brother Sunheart, he's more mellow. He's definitely the most reserved out of his litter, but only with those he's not fully comfortable with. His family and close friends get to see his more goofy side, who isn't afraid to tease his firey older brother, and the loving side, who leaves small, tailored gifts into the nests of his loved ones whenever he finds the chance. Along with this, Burningquill is an incredible smart and slightly ambitious tom, who greatly benefits from his photographic memory. He's smart and he knows it, though he wouldn't rub it in your face. Burning's base is a pale cream, and his Inking is dark red, bright red, and light tan. It covers most of his body, other than his dark tan face, paws, and tail. Along with the tortie-like patches of gold that stand out against the Ink. His form is slim, though his ears are visibly big for his head. His eyes are a deep, berry blue, with amber specks in the left about the iris. || Tom. || Son of Redinferno and Kestrelberry of Cloudclan. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Raging bisexual and is not shy about it || Treeheart. ||
~Pebblepaw(Pebblefrost)- a perfect blend of both of her parents, Pebblefrost is plagued constantly by her beginning. She wasn't yet born when her father, Gravelhail, died in a trial by combat for the lives of her and her sister. She has heard the stories her entire life of the fight and how his death shook Inkclan to its core. She tries desperately to remove her own identity from what- and who she is- but it isn't easy when others are so quick to remind you. She never quite felt at home in Inkclan but having her mother certainly helps. Everyone was in shock when Eclipseheart left Cloudclan to join Inkclan for the sake and loss of Gravelhail, but she couldn't stand to keep the kits he died for in a clan away from the history of their father. Pebblefrost tries her best for her clan but she never has felt like she's belonged. She is a pretty thing with coloration from both of her parents. She has a partial lynx build but is more slender. Her base pelt is a snowy white and she has gray toes on all four of her feet, gray ears, and the end of her bobbed tail is also gray. She is covered in lavender-silver-toned markings and her nose and paw-pads are also deep gray. Her irises are a dreamy yellow color and she has long, white whiskers. Pebblefrost is very close to her father's kin and shares a deep love for her uncle, Rubblefall- his twin. She is plagued by nightmares and anxiety and struggles more than most to find peace with herself... and her history. || Daughter of Gravelhail and Eclipseheart of Cloudclan. Sister to Dustbunny. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
~Dustpaw(Dustbunny)- a perfect blend of both of her parents, Dustbunny is plagued constantly by her beginning. She wasn't yet born when her father, Gravelhail, died in a trial by combat for the lives of her and her sister. She has heard the stories her entire life of the fight and how his death shook Inkclan to its core. She tries desperately to remove her own identity from what- and who she is- but it isn't easy when others are so quick to remind you. She never quite felt at home in Inkclan but having her mother certainly helps. Everyone was in shock when Eclipseheart left Cloudclan to join Inkclan for the sake and loss of Gravelhail, but she couldn't stand to keep the kits he died for in a clan away from the history of their father. Dustbunny- or just Bunny- tries her best for her clan but she never has felt like she's belonged. She is a pretty thing with coloration from both of her parents. She has a partial lynx build but is more slender. Her base pelt is a rich, creamy tan and she has a more hazelnut color on her rump, neck, throat, and the crest of her head. She also has white hind feet, white toes, tail, ears, and chin. There are white spots on her hips, shoulders, and flecked across her face. She has hazelnut colored ear-tufts and beautiful pale blue eyes that shift between green, gray, and azure. Bunny is a bit more chipper than her sister but plays the stronger of the two in an attempt to keep her family- Eclipseheart and Pebblefrost- afloat. She is very close to her father's kin and shares a deep love for her uncle, Rubblefall- his twin. Dustbunny is known for the skip in her step and the sing-song quality she often has in her voice. She loves her sister dearly... but is constantly worried for her. She is her best friend after all. || Daughter of Gravelhail and Eclipseheart of Cloudclan. Sister to Pebblefrost. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
~Cardinalpaw(Cardinalfleece/Cardi)- my, my, my. What a creature we have here. Born of the Breeding Bonds and from the accidental love between Pineblade and Redthorn, Cardinalfleece- or Cardi, as she is called- is a sensitive soul. She spent her entire kithood in the nursery of Cloudclan and still fondly remembers the Cloudclan warrior who trained her as an apprentice. She has an appreciation for the Valley that runs as deep as the ink in her veins. And she is very proud of both parts of who she is. Cardi is, as I've said, a sensitive creature. She delights in both the small and finer things in life. She loves butterflies in new-leaf and thunderstorms in fall. She adores sunsets and sunrises and enjoys sandy dunes she can sink her paws into. She is extremely close with her parents and sisters and finds a lot of solace in their relationship. She is also, oddly enough, very close with her paternal grandmother- Deerfreckle. She has a love as well for all of her kin in Cloudclan and is particularly fond of Cinnamonsky and Rowanberry- her uncle. Now, as for her appearance, Cardi is known as an 'almost Inker' because she's so close to having a standard painted pelt. Her fur itself is thick, plush, and soft. Her tail fur is longer than the rest of her pelt and she does have a longer mane of fur around her throat and chest- which partially aided in her name. Cardinalfleece has a black tail, black paws, a black-furred face, and ears. Her torso and flanks are white and so is the very tip of her tail. She has black splashes on her sides and dappled through the mane of her throat fur- of which, the hue is actually a rusty cherry red. This coloration continues down her chest and up into her cheeks as well. Cardi has burning, beautiful ember red eyes. || Daughter of Pineblade and Redthorn of Cloudclan. Sister to Russetpatch and Poppylace. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
Russetpaw(Russetpatch)- dark, reddish-brown she-cat with yellow eyes. || Daughter of Pineblade and Redthorn of Cloudclan. Sister to Cardinalfleece and Poppylace. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
Poppypaw(Poppylace)- white she-cat with tortoiseshell patches and green eyes. || She-cat. || Daughter of Pineblade and Redthorn of Cloudclan. Sister to Cardinalfleece and Poppylace. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
-Rustpaw(Rusthaze) - Fiercely loyal to both his kin and to Inkclan as a whole, Rusthaze very much knew he was born with a purpose in mind. To serve Inkclan and keep it whole and healthy. Like his brother, Stemtail, he held no ill-feelings or will towards any of his kin or the origins of his creation. He's an Inkclan cat, despite those first few moons he'd spent in the Valley. He's taken after his father quite a bit, and in turn took on his father's protective nature. Don't mess with any of his loved ones, his brother and grandmother included. It won't end well for you. Fairly big, with broad shoulders and a thick build. His fur is thick, slightly curled, and a dark amber color, with dark brown undershading and white paws. His big eyes had clear heterochromia. His left eye is his sire's dark amber, and his right eye is his mother's mossy green. || Son of Oakstomp and Ambermoss of Cloudclan. Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Treeheart. ||
Stempaw(Stemtail)- brown and orange and black Inked tom with amber eyes. Quiet and reserved, Stemtail grew up pretty normally for a cat born of such a (still) contentious arrangement. He and his brother Rusthaze were the last of the Breeding Bonds to be born and were already well immersed in where their real loyalty should lie- even in the face of their extensive CloudClan families. Stemtail, ever clear-minded and calm, took his odd creation with stride and never let it get in the way of serving his Clan which is more than what could be said about his peers- including his cousins. While he isnt talkative and would much rather sit and listen then have to muster up enough words to share his own, Stemtail does get along very well with others while not as big or strong as his brother or as fast and cunning as his cousins, Stemtail always puts his best paw forward- its really what counts at the end of the day. Stem has a special relationship with his father, considering he spent most of his life with him and isn't very close, but very much respects his CloudClan mother, Ambermoss. He loves spending time with Cardinalfleece and Russetpatch- those two always have something going on after all. || Son of Oakstomp and Ambermoss of Cloudclan. Brother to Rusthaze. || Pretty gay- there is one in every family but they didn't expect it to be him. || Born of the Breeding Bonds. || cowbird. ||
~Mothpaw(Mothglide)- odd, insecure she-cat. Sandy coat with odd, almost-ink-like markings in paler cream. She has silky fur that feathers around her joints, tan toes, tufted ears, a pluming tail, and hazel eyes. Holds a lot of burdens on her shoulders. Tries way too hard to be a parent and a sister to her younger siblings. || Daughter of Riverbandit and Nightfire of Cloudclan. Oldest sister of Russettmoon, Pollenfleck, and Shallowflight. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
-Russetpaw(Russetmoon) - Russie is a bright and excitable kitty. She adores her family like nothing else, though she is known to be a bit "overbearing" seeing that she's open with affections with anyone. Though her loved ones typically call her a constant ray of enthusiasm, always eager to help those she loves, she does come to quietly admit that a part of her resents the Breeding Bonds. She'd grown desperately close with her Cloudclan kin, and leaving her mother had been terribly painful when it did happen. She does love her Inkclan kin, though it stings her a bit that her only existence was to help the dying clan... not to mention her being a molly made it so she wasn't even one of the helpful products of the Bonds. Though she would never admit that to anyone, because where's the use in that? Russetmoon is a small and lithe she-cat, whose base is a muddy red - a deep reddish-brown hue. She has white tufted ears, tail-tip, and light white and gray spots. Her paws are black and her fluffy tail is undershaded in black as well. She has bright orange eyes. Her Inking comes in hues of black, orange, and dark brown. || Daughter of Riverbandit and Nightfire of Cloudclan. Littermate to Mothglide, Pollenfleck, and Shallowflight. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Treeheart. ||
~Pollenpaw(Pollenfleck)- odd, lean-bodied tom with short, silky charcoal gray fur. He has gold, pollen-like bands on his front paws, flecking his face and back, and ringing his tail in bands of three. He has exotic, wild golden eyes. Silly, flirty, doesn't take anything too seriously. || Tom. || Son of Riverbandit and Nightfire of Cloudclan. Brother to Russetmoon, Mothglide, and Shallowflight. || Born from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
Swallowpaw(Swallowflight)- small, dark brown tom with distinctive large white splotches and small, ears, paws and bright amber eyes. Jittery, often avoids any sort of confrontation and therefore relies heavily on the support of his siblings though. Approaching him isn't easy- he is quick to slip away if anything or anyone makes him uncomfortable (and that's nearly all things) but if you do manage to, you'll be surprised just how comfortable this little fellow can be with you. || Son of Riverbandit of InkClan and Nightfire of CloudClan. Brother to Mothglide, Pollenfleck and Russetmoon. || Born of the Breeding Bonds- future medicine cat. || cowbird. ||
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~Cometpaw(Cometshine)- elegant, soft, beautiful... anxious, paranoid, and self-doubting to her core- Cometshine is every bit her mother's daughter. She is a long-legged, silky-furred she-cat with a base coat of soft, creamy yellow. Her underbelly and chest are white- so is her tail-tip and her hind paws. The back half of her body is properly traditionally stained in an orangish-pink color and that same hue is on her front paws and her ears. There are flecks of white through her inking as well. She has beautiful green eyes. Cometshine is built almost identical to her mother and carries herself much the same way. She adores her family- her mother, father, and all of her littermates and extended kin. Sometimes Cometshine wakes up in the middle of the night due to panic attacks and the medicine cats have concocted an herb bundle for her to help her calm down. Cometshine is known to chew on her claws from anxiety and can make herself bleed if nobody monitors her. She's a really soft, gentle, down to earth, and caring cat and she is a fantastic listener... she just needs to get out of her own head. Which, as we know from her mother, is a genetic downfall that is easier said than done. Yarrowseed is her best friend in the entire world but she is extremely close to her littermates. || Littermate to Flamepetal and Lilyburst. Also full sibling to Blazestreak, Dusttalon, Yarrowseed, the late Rubblefall, and Gravelhail. Half sibling of: the late Scarletlily(Paintedstar), Pastellight(Paintedstar), and Monarchdream(in Cloudclan)(Paintedstar). || Goldenstar. ||
~Lilykit(Lilyburst)- oh, what a pretty thing she is. Lilyburst is... a very unfortunate she-cat. She inherited all of her mother's anxiety and then some. Lily has a speech impediment and tends to stutter a lot and it's something that both embarrasses and humiliates her. She was made fun of it a lot as a kitten and it's one of her greatest insecurities now that she's grown. Lily is a total daddy's girl and adores Falconswoop more than life itself. She loves her mother too, of course, but sometimes when Lilyburst is around Joystar- their anxieties together spike too hard it makes it next to impossible to be around one another. Lilyburst finds the structure and support that her father provides to be something sacred and she does anything and everything to impress him and make him proud. Lilyburst is a pretty thing with her mother's body build and a blend of her parents' coloration. Her base coat is peachy orange and she has a larger blanket of darker orange around the back half of her body- flanks and spine. Overlapping the orange in her fur, there are spots of cream and brown that give her a Traditional Inker look. Her eyes are deep purple. || Littermate to Flamepetal and Cometshine. Also full sibling to Blazestreak, Dusttalon, Yarrowseed, the late Gravelhail, and Rubblefall. Half sibling of: the late Scarletlily(Paintedstar), Pastellight(Paintedstar), and Monarchdream(in Cloudclan)(Paintedstar). || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 29, 2020 2:06:56 GMT -5
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Kits
~Tumblekit(Tumblecloud)- Willowwood's only surviving kit from her litter and the absolute love of her life- Tumblecloud is... a very anxious creature and she comes by it honestly enough. Tumblecloud is very close to her sisters- Willowwood's other daughters by her first mate. And she has dealt with a bit of guilt from the way that Willowood dotes on her and absolutely ignores her other kits. Tumblecloud has a stutter and her anxiety is so bad that she shuffles her paws constantly. She even chews on her claws and picks at her paw pads. Tumblecloud, or just 'Clouds' or 'Tum' suffers from crippling self esteem issues, and it truly is such a shame when you consider how lovely she truly is. Tumblecloud is smaller than most other warriors- even smaller than other mollies- and she has silky, medium-length, fluffy fur. She's also a little on the chunky side- something she absolutely hates. The bottom half of her body is white and she has white splashes on her cheeks. Her upper pelt is shaded in two colors- misty gray and lavender gray. She has a fluffy curl of fur between her ears and the same shape of fur cuffs her tail. She has soft, rounded ears and periwinkle colored eyes. || kit of Willowwood and Con- a Brotherhood member. Younger sister of Twigbreeze and Dropshine. || Goldenstar. ||
~Halfkit(Halfshell)- female. || kit of Snowphoenix and Killian- a Brotherhood member. || Goldenstar. ||
~Larkit(Larkgale)- the sharper of the two of her litter, Larkgale is a paradox of a cat. She is known for a great many things: her kindness, her compassion, her wit, her ferocity, her sharp tongue, her attitude- the list goes on and on. She is both infuriatingly stubborn and understanding almost to the point of disbelief. She will sit with you while you cry but curse herself to the stars above if she ever sheds a tear in front of others. Larkgale grew up with the ultimate example of strength in front of her at all times- her mother, Snowphoenix. And she has learned well. Larkgale was known for being a bit too confident as an apprentice and would try to playfight with 'paws twice her size and skill level. This has earned her quite a few scars now that she's grown but she sports them with pride. 'Gale' isn't an unattractive cat, what with her silky white fur and patches of tabby brown along her spine, legs, feet, flanks, and face. She has beautiful purple gradient eyes and scars along her face, throat and sides. Larkgale earned her name from the way she sings to comfort the kits when they are ill, alone, or afraid. It is a tender kindness that she won't speak about but it is something that makes her well respected within Inkclan. || Kit of Snowphoenix and Killian- a Brotherhood member. Sister to Halfshell. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Cloudkit(Cloudbluff)- Cloudbluff has, and always will be, a great big momma's boy. He came out and Windseeker couldn't help but laugh at how much Clouds looked like her father- whom she loved entirely. He is a handsome tom that has a base coat of pale sandalwood. His pelt does a kind of ombre effect in some parts. He has loose, tiger-ish like stripes across his entire body and they're a medium-hued tan. The paws on all of his feet are a little darker than the rest of him and the same can be said for his face. His eyes are a piercing teal color. Cloudbluff is lean muscled with thick, plushy fur that he obsessively keeps and cleans. Cloudbuff is a very handsome tom... and stars, does he know it. He, much unlike the other two of his litter- has quite a bit of confidence and doesn't let the origins of his life define him. He is alive. His is here. He is now. And he is *him*. And he has a lot of work to do to mend back his clan and earn his place as a warrior... and make his mother proud. || Kit of Windseeker and Ego- a Brotherhood member. || Goldenstar. ||
~Boulderkit(Boulderspots)- oh what a guy. Boulderspots, like many cats his age in Inkclan, was a product of breeding between mollies and members of the Brotherhood. He gets his looks and his build from his father- Ego. Boulderspots is a large, but not muscular tom who is taller than a lot of the other members of his clan and has big feet. He is a pale gray color with even paler gray inside his legs, on his belly, and on the bottom of his chest. Like his father, he has darker gray markings- including a stripe that runs the length of his body- from his nose to his tail. He has the same color around his eyes like a mask, on his ears, and dappled across the upper part of his flanks in rosette-like patterns. The very tip of his tail is darker than the rest of him. 'Boulder' also has his father's intense yellow eyes. Boulderspots really dislikes how much he looks like Ego- especially knowing that he was one of Oriole's most devoted followers- and was a just all around terrible guy. Boulderspots struggles a lot with himself and the weight of it all had made him a kind of solemn, quiet type- the opposite of his brother- Cloudbluff. He is known for his incredible dedication and steely disposition. As an apprentice, Boulderspots dislocated his shoulder and the medicine cats were awed by how he never complained through its setting or ask for poppy seeds for the pain. He's always been rather detached from his feelings- good and bad. Maybe he'll grow out of it... maybe. || Kit of Windseeker and Ego- a Brotherhood member. Littermate to Cloudbluff and Rainspirit. || Bisexual- prefers soft, gentle spirits. || Goldenstar. ||
~Rainkit(Rainspirit)- what a gentle spirit and a blessing to her mother this little one is. Rainspirit, who never grew again once she turned eight moons old, is one of the smallest warriors in all of Inkclan. She, having no true Inker blood in her veins, is an unorthodox cat in a landscape of stunning painted pelts. She is fluffy and long-furred with a round facer and small, softly pointed ears. She has long white whiskers that curl on the end and curled tufts on the very tips of her ears. Rainspirit has a small, fragile voice that reminds one of the rainfall she was named after and her stormy hazel eyes always look like they're one moment away from overflowing. She has the base of her mother's pale gray pelt but that's where the similarities stop. She matches her brother, Boulderspots, by having rosettes in her fur except this markings carry across literally her entire pelt. Her legs and tail-tip are in a softer gray and her ear-tips, mouth, and very tail tip are splotched with white. Despite being extremely lovely to look at, Rainspirit feels incredibly out of place among the long-legged, lithe, and lean bodies of Inkclan and often finds herself on the outside of things. She doesn't interact with a lot of cats outside of those she shared a nursery with and is nearly cripplingly dependent on her mother and siblings. Rainspirit's tail is so fluffy that she will sometimes pull it around her face and tuck herself into it until she disappears. Once she is 'burrowed' like this... you need to just give her, her space. Her tail cocoon in her happy place. || Kit of Windseeker and Ego- a Brotherhood member. Littermate of Boulderspits and Cloudbluff. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Stemkit(Stemsway)- what a sweet, kind soul. Stemsway is the oldest of his litter and does, at least, take his role as big brother very, very seriously. He has helped his mother raise her litter and it's something he takes so much pride in. Stemsway has always been aware that he and his siblings have the markings of their father but since it doesn't brother his mother- he doesn't let it bother him. Stemsway has a lot of anxiety and has chronic nightmares from where he almost drowned as a kit. He is an average sized cat with just slightly bigger paws. He has a base pelt in brown with a syrupy brown overtone and a dark brown almost black that masks his back, legs, and face. He has a white tail, ears, muzzle, and paws. His eyes are golden-brown. He's very close to his mother and uncle Heavymoss. || Kit of Cindercrown and Zorro- a Brotherhood member. Oldest sibling of Rootberry and Petaldusk. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Rootkit(Rootberry)- kind, funny, and soft- Rootberry takes after his uncle a lot more than either of his parents. He is tenderhearted like his big brother, Stemsway, but is a bit on the louder side. He is a pretty bad flirt and will have hearts in his eyes for anyone he finds attractive- and he does find a lot of toms attractive. He is an average sized cat with just slightly bigger paws. Rootberry has a base pelt in a soft, brown-gray with a crimson overtone and black that shades his back, hind legs, tail, and the upper part of his face. He has a white tail tip and under-tail, ears, muzzle, and paws. His eyes are an odd pinkish-hazel color. Rootberry is known for having some of his mother's smart mouth and Squirreltrill often calls him Cindercrown's "mini-me" and he's one of the only cats she can solidly remember in her old age. He adores his Uncle Heavymoss and his grandmother. || Kit of Cindercrown and Zorro- a Brotherhood member. Middle sibling of Stemsway and Petaldusk. || Homosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Petalkit(Petaldusk)- oh the sweet little lady. The youngest and smallest of her mother's litter, Cindercrown has spent the entirety of her daughter's life trying to pump self esteem and affirmations into the pretty thing. It... has been a harder challenge than she cares to admit. Petaldusk was named, in part of her odd, jewel-colored violet eyes, and in other part for her dusky pelt. Her base coat is a rich, dusty brown and she has undertones of ash and charcoal gray. Her tail is completely charcoal and she has bands of that same color on her front forelegs. Ash gray masks her muzzle and she has a white underbelly, front paws, muzzle and ear tips. Petaldusk is a little under average size but she's fast and, despite her reservations for how she feels about herself, she's actually a very skilled warrior and is an incredible fighter. Petaldusk tends to have a lot of anxiety and her entire family- uncle and brothers included- are very protectiven of her. || Kit of Cindercrown and Zorro- a Brotherhood member. Youngest sister of Rootberry and Stemsway. || Bisexual. || Goldenstar. ||
Eveningkit(Eveningbird)- traditional Inker. Pale silvery base fur with black and dark brown inking that marks its way in swirls on her legs and tail and uneven splotches on her back, flank and shoulders. It covers her ears and top of her face as well and stops just before her eyes- where the silver takes over from there to her muzzle to the chest and half of her underbelly. She has distinct fiery amber-orange eyes- the color of the setting sun. Eveningbird is a generally calm, slow moving cat who takes care in what she does and says as to not offend or cause a ruckus- and in a clan where almost everyone is pretty egos are pretty fragile so one must. That gentle facade though is quickly trampled the moment this small ball of fire is angered- even in the slightest. Definitely a sheep in wolves clothing this one- but really only if you make the mistake and trigger her. She’s a great conversationalist and is constantly curious whether it be about other cats or about anything around her and, when permitted some time off (and even when she isnt), she likes to take unplanned adventures to the outskirts of the Manor territory- who knows what interesting characters you can meet there? || Pansexual for sure. || Kit/Warrior. || Daughter of Logfur and Emberpool. Oldest sibling to Fringeleap and Mousefang. || cowbird ||
Fringekit(Fringeleap)- very pale brown and white she-cat with yellow eyes. From her looks to her personality Fringeleap- or Fringy for short as her father nicknamed her- is quite like her mother. She is very determined and disciplined, training hard to be a great warrior. She is incredibly loyal and it will take a lot for Fringeleap to abandon someone in need- even though strangers dont do too well for her. She is closest among the sisters to her brother and the two can often be seen each with each other the most- since they are far less… eccentric compared to their sister. || Daughter of Emberpool and Logfur, sister to Eveningbird and Mousefang. || Heterosexual. || cowbird ||
Mousekit(Mousefang)- The last of his litter, the biggest and the only tom, Emberpool had high expectations for the kitten the moment she laid eyes on him. This high level of perfection and function wouldnt do well for this young cat however and he would spend much of his kithood and apprenticeship desperate to get out from under his mother’s watchful gaze. Despite the overbearing nature he grew up in, Mousefang developed into a capable warrior, who’s reliance served InkClan well and became one of Falconstar and Joystar’s most reliable warriors to send on missions and guard the camp when they are gone. His dutiful, serious attitude made him a good friend to Tigerlash as well and the deputy took the younger tom under his wing to pass on all the skills he had learned in his position- confident that one day when the stars aligned he could take his place. Mousefang isnt very social however- his own anxiety from his mother’s pride and expectations made him form a shell around himself to keep others out and he is often restless and even quieter than usual when he finds himself actually relaxing with others who arent his best friends- aka really only Fringeleap. His shy and awkward nature granted him his name after all. Mousefang is a tall, slender black tom like many of pure InkClan blood with his father’s long fur, thick, plume like tail and long pale whiskers and nose. His eyes are a paler yellow too and his shoulders and muzzle are criss-crossed with scars from his hard training. || Warrior. || Son of Emberpool and Logfur. Brother to Eveningbird and Fringeleap. || Pansexual- prefers his partners to be calm and “manageable” like himself. || cowbird ||
Roosterkit(Roostercry)- dark ginger and black tom with strong green eyes, like his father. || Son of Tigerlash and Turquoisegem. || cowbird ||
Sapkit(Sapleaf)- rich, oak-brown she-cat with vibrant green eyes. || Daughter of Tigerlash and Turquoisegem. || cowbird ||
~Cheetahkit(Cheetahlash)- tom. || Yellowwasp and Sandstrike's son. Brother to Cinderfern and Sparkspot. || Goldenstar. ||
~Cinderkit(Cinderfern)- she-cat. || Yellowwasp and Sandstrike's daughter. Sister to Cheetahlash and Sparkspot. || Goldenstar. ||
~Sparkkit(Sparkpool)- when it comes to inherited attitude- nobody can deny the fact that Sparkpool kits her independence and her attitude from her mother. She is stubborn, sharp-tongued, witty, smart, cunning, and above all else... extraordinarily compassionate. Sparkpool knows about her mother. She knows about what Yellowwasp did and tried to do. And... she has decided that, despite the similarities between them, she refuses to be like her. She can be wild without being harsh. And she won't let anything change that. Sparkpool is also the most like her mother in appearance as far has her facial structure, body type, and fur length goes. As for her color palate?... She's her mother's opposite. Her pelt is predominantly black with shades of misty gray along her tail, face, legs, and splashed along her flanks. Her 'ink pools' are Yellowwasp's famous yellow circles. She also has her mother's mustardy golden eyes. Sparkpool has had the misfortune of looking like the cat who created her... but she will never allow that to make her someone she isn't. || Yellowwasp and Sandstrike's daughter. Sister to Cheetahlash and Cinderfern. || Pansexual. || Goldenstar. ||
Thistlekit(Thistlefrost)- large, coarse-furred gray and white tom with yellow eyes and wide paws. || Kit/future warrior. || Son of Silkwood and... || Littermate to Flickernose. || Grandson of Elknose and great-grandson of Doveheart of CloudClan. || cowbird. ||
Flickerkit (Flickernose)- lean, wiry Inked warrior. Solid jet-black based with gorgeous patterns and splashes of cream, light gray, darker gray and white all over his body. His face is solid black, but the inking starts from the back of his ears and all down his neck, shoulders and torso. Amber eyes. || Kit/future warrior. || Son of Silkwood and... || Littermate of Thistlefrost. || Grandson of Elknose and great-grandson of Doveheart of CloudClan. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 4, 2020 1:25:37 GMT -5
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Queens
~Willowwood- known for two things- tragedy and poise, Willowwood has been plagued by loss and heartache her entire life. As a kit, she was orphaned when both of her parents died in a fire. She later become the only survivor of her litter when her brother- Tusslepaw- died from Greencough. As a young Warrior, Willow found herself lost and oftentimes sad- unable to hold on to something to keep her going. Well, then she met Jax. Jax- a loner who survives in the two-leg towns, was the first cat who ever took an interest in Willow that was anything beyond more than obligation. He genuinely enjoyed her company and the two quickly became friends and then lovers. Paintedstar was not thrilled when Willowwood became a Queen, harboring Jax's kits in her womb. Another blow was given to the young molly when all three of her sons were born without heartbeats. Heartbroken, Willow begged Jax to try again. Filled with grief and love for his tender mate, he agreed. Incredibly, the next litter- two females- were both born alive... but died shortly after. After the loss of two litters, Willow refused to rejoin the Warriors- feeling she was cursed and only brought misfortune. Her last litter came as a surprise and she was terrified to find she was carrying again. Willowwood gave birth to a third litter from Jax- this one containing four kits. The two toms died but the two she-cats? Well, they're alive and well. Having so many bad births back to back destroyed Willow's body and she now can seldom feel the toes on her right foot. She has remained a Constant Queen and now serves the mothers of the clan instead of the Warriors themselves. Willowwood is extremely protective of her three living children- Twigbreeze and Dropshine from Jax and Tumblecloud from a Brotherhood tom- and she will do anything- and go to any lengths- to protect them. She will not outlive her kits this time. She has sworn it to the stars. Willow is a pretty thing, with long flowy fur. Despite being born from two Inked parents, for some odd reason- Willowwood has not a drop of paint on her. She is just a simple brown and amber tabby- the paler patches being an oaky/gold color. The fur on her underbelly by her tail and the fur on her front toes are white. She has white streaked through her flowy cranial fur and her eyes are pale blue. She has a long, feathery tail and tufted ears along with proper, exotic Inkclan features and a white chin. || Mates with Jax- the loner. Mother to: the late Owlkit, Eaglekit, and Hawkkit from her first litter. Mother to: the late Olivekit and Gingerkit from her second litter. Mother to: the late Adderkit and Possumkit from her third litter. Also mother to Twigbreeze and Dropshine- both still living. Mother to Tumblecloud from Brotherhood member Con. || Goldenstar. ||
~Snowphoenix(Phin)- beautiful, kind, selfless, and polite, Snowphoenix is one of the more uniquely colored of the Inkers in the clan. A stray Calico (Pepperpelt) who joined long ago mated with a purebred Inkbred and their children were the gorgeous results. Snowphoenix is primarily white with silver and gray stains but along her flanks are distinct yet faded crimson patterns that resemble wings- the patterning bleeds into her other inking to form a beautiful and special look. She also has two dashes under both of her eyes with the same coloration. Her fur is silky, plumy, and thick. Snowphoenix has faint, gray and black brindle-like tabby stripes that faintly trace trough her pelt. She is a quite tall for a she-cat and towers over nearly everyone else in the Manor. Though slender and daintily muscular, Snowphoenix is very powerful and quite capable of taking care of herself- of that she is very proud. She has bright, sky blue eyes and pink features, something that aids to her delicate beauty. Despite her kind and selfless heart, she is also ferociously loyal to her clan and has been known to have a sharp tongue toward anyone who shows disrespect. Even though she can be slightly hot-headed, she is quick to gain composure and is definitely not one to hold a grudge.|| Sister to Icedragon. || Mother to Halfshell and Larkgale by Brotherhood member, Killian. || Heterosexual. || RPed by Goldenstar. ||
~Windseeker- energetic and motivated, this she-cat was born to please. Wherever it is she was born- that is. It has been rumored that Windseeker was a kit stolen by Banditclan but abandoned on the journey to their territory. Falconswoop found her and brought her to Inkclan when she was still so little her eyes were closed. And so she has been ever since. Windseeker is a white tabby she-cat with gray shading on her legs, tail, and face. She has faint tabby markings on her legs, strongly on her head, across her spine, and down her tail. Unlike most Inkclan Warriors, Windseeker has black features; lips, nose, gray ears, and black paw pads. Although mostly simple in appearance, Windseeker is very beautiful with her high cheek bones and wedged face. She has bright, wind gray eyes that turn blue or green with her emotions. Windseeker is furiously loyal and loves to help the Medicine Cats and other Warriors with anything they'll ever need. She owes her life to Falconswoop and Graysplash- who took her in as her adopted kit- and is eternally grateful to both of them. Graysplash and Fal are the only family she has ever known. || has a thing for Ironpeak. || Mother to Cloudbluff, Boulderspots, and Rainspirit by Eg- a Brotherhood member. || Rped by Goldenstar. ||
~Cindercrown- one word- spitfire. Cindercrown has been blazing her way through a streak of independence and sass ever since she was born- and even that was a feat. She was found, alone, afraid, and half-starved to death, about half a mile from the Manor. She was adopted by loving lesbian parents- Squirreltrill and Thicketthorn. She was an unusual looking she-cat with striking, odd markings but her mothers didn't care. They loved her and raised her to be strong, defiant, and unbreakable. And stars- did they succeed. Cindercrown was made an apprentice at five moons old- something credited to her determination and for the fact that Inkclan needed apprentices and new Warriors so bad, her persistence paid off and she was rewarded. She worked incredibly hard day and night to prove herself. She was driven by one thing- a desire to be the best and be better than she was the day before each and every day. Cindercrown didn't realize what true love outside of her parents felt like until she met Heavymoss- her baby brother and Squirreltrill's only born biological kit. She took one look at his sweet, chubby face and a fire deeper than personal determination lit deep inside of her and she vowed from the moment he was born to love him and protect him. And so she has ever since. Losing Thicketthorn was a blow that nearly killed Cinder and if it hadn't been for Moss and Squirreltrill needing her, she probably would have let herself waste away. She kept going, clawing herself out of a hole of longing and loss, just to get to a place where she could be strong for Moss and her mother again. She has held Thicketthorn's strength inside of her and carries it like a badge and Heavymoss often remarks how, even though they weren't blood, Cindercrown was entirely Thicket's daughter. Cindercrown is known for her sharp tongue and smart mouth and her and Paintedstar have nearly come to blows on more than one occasion- especially for how he talks down to Moss. Now, talking about actually coming to blows, Yellowwasp and Cindercrown have gotten into verbal and physical altercations more times than even she can count, as something about the gritty disrespect that Yellowwasp shows those around her absolutely burns Cindercrown up and she genuinely just hates the bitter she-cat... and how she treats Heavymoss. If it weren't for her mother and brother, Cindercrown- or just 'Cinder' or just 'Crown' to her family- would be entirely independent. She doesn't need anyone but her love for her kin keeps her tethered. Cindercrown is a beautiful she-cat, her base coat a misty-cream-gray color. She has darker gray paws, tail, and head with ash-colored ears. She has the same cinder coloring on her tail-tip and in rings across her tail as well as patterned on the crown of her head and under her eyes. She has gray flecks through her pelt and startling, acidic amber eyes. She is confident but not arrogant. She believes that every living creature is worthy of compassion and decency... unless they prove otherwise. || Adopted daughter of the late Thicketthorn and Squirreltrill. Adopted sister of Heavymoss. || Mother of Stemsway, Rootberry, and Petaldusk by Zorro- a Brotherhood member. || Bisexual. || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 2:36:33 GMT -5
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Elders
~Graysplash- the oldest cat in Inkclan, Graysplash has managed somehow to stay alive through.. Well.. Almost anything. A lot of cats simply call her "Granny Gray" or just "Granny." Graysplash's true age has been debated of for a long time- even by her! She claims to remember a lot of things that no one else does and since nobody can debunk it, they just let her have her way and agree she's been there, seen that. Granny claims to be almost twenty years old and still "sharp as a tack!" She still has (most) of the sight in her eyes and (most) of the hearing in her ears. Unfortunately what's been lost of Graysplash is her... well... teeth. Almost all of her fangs are gone and now she has only the four main incisors (and one is broken) and the worn down teeth in between them. She can still eat gamey food it's just really hard on her. Usually, a Warrior or young apprentice has to clean her prey, take the feathers and/or fur off of it, and then pulverize it so it is tender enough for her remaining teeth to mesh and grind down to pulp. She also enjoys her berries. Graysplash has a really fantastic sense of humor to be, you know... "almost dead" all the time. She's always joking with the younger cats and she'll sometimes terrify the apprentices by tossing mice at them and saying "chew this thing for me!" Even in her old age, Granny still goes for walks and talks daily with Lacewing (who happens to be her biological great granddaughter) about the goings and comings of the clan so she can stay informed and aware. In her prime, Graysplash was a beautiful and deeply desired she-cat and she's aged well... considering she's probably seventy thousand years old and lived through the comet shower that wiped out the dinosaurs. She is an untraditional Inker with heavy gray-and-white Ink dappling and her blue eyes are still alert- just a little milky. Pesky cataracts. "Anything a young cat can do- I can do! I'm not dead yet- just almost!" || The oldest cat in Inkclan. Mates with the late Ashenhollow. Lacewing's great, great... Whatever-Something-Great-Grandmother. || Goldenstar. ||
~Squirreltrill- oh, the sweet old gal. In her youth, Squirreltrill was one of the most promising and devoted Warriors in her clan. But that was many, many moons ago. Squirreltrill now spends her days happily cleaning Jaggedbriar's pelt or listening to Graysplash ramble on like a cat still in her youth. Squirreltrill, like a lot of Inkclan cats nowadays, is not a pureblood and has some kitty-pet mixed in. She is a tortoiseshell with black/gray and orange patches. She has a mostly orange face and a long, mostly orange tail- something that earned her, her Warrior name. She also sage green eyes. Squirreltrill fell in love as a young Warrior with a fiery she-cat named Thicketthorn and the two of them were inseparable. Eventually Squirreltrill and Thicket decided to start a family and- with some help from outside the clan- they had a single son- a hefty boy without a drop of Inking in him. They named him Heavykit. Later on, Squirrel and Thicket would adopt a feisty gray she-cat and they named her Cindercrown. Squirreltrill was heartbroken when Thicketthorn passed away and she never quite regained her fire. As she got older, her mind grew weaker. Squirreltrill has lost a lot of memories from her younger years and her brain is just deteriorating faster and faster. A lot of the time she now mistakes her children for other cats- her son for a Warrior named Thickoak and her daughter for Thicketthorn even though neither of them actually look like the cats in question. Squirreltrill has no clue of how sick she actually is... though her loved ones know that she's living on borrowed time. || Has dementia. || Mate of the late Thicketthorn. Biological mother of Heavymoss by the loner Conroy (also deceased) and adopted mother of Cindercrown. || Goldenstar. ||
Jaggedbriar- snappy blind she-cat with sightless yellow eyes. Traditional Inker with a white base pelt; dark gray, brown, and black Inking. || cowbird. ||
^Frosthaven- If you're looking for the cat with the latest happenings- Frosthaven is your cat. She's always looking for the latest gossip- as well as someone to talk about it with. Once a beautiful she-cat, she had snow white fur with pale gray and dark gray Inking. Nowadays, her fur is freckled with dull grey hairs and her once striking Blue eyes are now slightly clouded with age. Frosthaven is quite vain about her once youthful appearance, and could talk about it all day with you. She speaks very elegantly and tries to give off a classy standing- but she can often be seen sharing tongues with other cats in camp and spreading the latest rumors and dirt. Nobody quite knows how she gets this information, but she manages to get her paws on it somehow. Though she comes off as crass and full of herself- she's actually a very kind hearted she-cat and would do anything for her friends or her boys. She simply adores her two sons, and can talk your ear off about how wonderful they are. She can also be heard speaking of her mate Thatchbriar- who has since passed. || Her mate is the late Thatchbriar, her sons are Hawkridge and Riverbandit ||Straight|| Elder|| Rowansky. ||
Astergrove- a witty old, pale gray she-cat with darker gray and white Inking. She has amber eyes. Now, Astergrove isn't quite as old as Graysplash, but rather advanced in age herself, the she-cat was once a fearless warrior, quick to prove her her clans strength and might of its warriors, but she as calmed with age and now mostly reside in the elders den, more frail than most her denmates as her fighting days really wore her body out. She has mentored many of the warriors herself and after Graysplash she isn’t often who many of the apprentices come to for tips on how to pass their assessments. She was born to a litter of six, and a part of her wishes she could croak already as all her family has ascended to StarClan but she’s is very grateful for the long and experienced life she has led. Emberpool was her last apprentice. || Mother to three now dead warriors. || cowbird. ||
Tanglereed- a kind old tom with solid gray fur and faded black tabby stripes. Dark brown eyes. || cowbird. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 2:44:12 GMT -5
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Starclan Cats
~Sabbath- || Goldenstar. ||
~Jayce- || Goldenstar. ||
~Foreststar- || Goldenstar. ||
~Midnightstar- || Goldenstar. ||
~Blacksquirrel- || Goldenstar. ||
~Inkstar- || Goldenstar. ||
~Watersteps- || Goldenstar. ||
~Thicketthorn- ... || Goldenstar. ||
~Ebonystripe- gray she-cat with one black stripe that runs the length of her spine. Amber eyes. || Former Medicine Cat- died of old age. || Goldenstar. ||
~Islandfawn- kind and wise, this a pretty, elegant cat with exotic features even to be an Inkclan member. She is taller than most other mollies in the clan and can beat even some of the toms in height. She has long, slender legs and petite paws. Her tail is long and thin and there is a tuft of fluffy fur on the end. Islandfawn isn't a cat of many words, usually she just observes and gives her advice as needed. This is a solemn, professional, intimidating cat that pairs her intelligence with her voice. Despite her reservations socially, Islandfawn is quite beautiful to look at. She has traditional Inkclan traits with a sculpted face, large ears, and a longer muzzle. She isn't a Traditional Inker though, as her pelt lacks the actual layered coloring that would give her a classic appearance. Her pelt is a base color of white but the fur is marbled with dark and light cream and sometimes the white dapples in the other colors but not enough so to be considered Inking. She has white paws, a white face, and thick, short fur. Islandfawn has beautiful, big hazel colored eyes which, in part, earned her, her name. She is one of the older cats in Inkclan who hasn't yet retired, a Senior Medicine Cat and an individual that deserves- and demands- respect. || First Medicine Cat. Senior Medicine Cat. || Heterosexual. Asexual. No mate. No kits. || Murdered by Yellowwasp by poison/pushed in front of a car. || Goldenstar. ||
~Gravelhail- handsome, confident, and every single bit his father's son, Gravelhail really enjoys how pretty he is but he will definitely never be arrogant about it like Paintedstar can be. He is Inkclan through and through with Ink Loyal features- big ears, an exotic face, short fur, long limbs, and lithe muscle. He is a Traditional Inker with a pale gray base color but his patterns are in dark gray, black, and white Inking. Gravelhail has a layered face, meaning all of the colors of his pelt mark his face in a 'mask'. He is more Inking and color marbling than he is his base color and it is something that is undeniable of his power lineage. He has dark, dangerous blue eyes. This tom is a very family-dedicated cat and spends a lot of time with his parents separately. He is very close to his father but they don't always see eye-to-eye because they're so much alike. He will never be afraid to speak his mind. He, however, is most dedicated to being around his twin brother- Rubblefall. || Rubblefall's twin brother. Son of Falconswoop and Joystar. Half-brother to Scarletlily, Monarchdream, and Pastellight. Full brother to Yarrowseed, Dusttalon, and Blazestreak. || Father to Pebblefrost and Dustbunny from Eclipselight of Cloudclan. || He died during a battle for the rights to his kits from the Breeding Bonds. || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 2:49:02 GMT -5
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Darkforest Cats
~Bluewolf- she-cat. || Goldenstar. || ~Nightflower- she-cat. || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 2:53:15 GMT -5
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Animals Outside the Clan
~Lincoln- What can I say? He's. One. Bad. Dude. Lincoln has been a rogue his entire life. He was born on the streets and knows how to run them. Both of his parents were strays- his mother a feisty brown tabby and his father a rugged black tom. Lincoln was their only child and unfortunately... they spoiled him. Link learned from an early age that he could get whatever he wanted- whenever he wanted- from whoever he wanted- just by being charming, sly, and very, very, very... fake. He learned as a kit how to alter his personality to fit the situation he was in or to get what he wanted or needed. Be nice and friendly to two-legs and they'll give you food. Be smooth to she-cats and they'll give you attention. Be kind to toms and they'll give you anything. He's been a master manipulator his entire life and he even betrayed his own parents. Lincoln had been stealing chickens from a farm outside of the two-leg town at the base of the Blue Mountains and the humans were fed up with it. To get animal control off his tail, he lead his elderly mother and father out to the farm and offered them some freshly killed chicken. Then the animal control officers showed up and took the cats away- never to be seen again. And he's been swindling and screwing everyone else over ever since. Lincoln is an expert thief and has quite a bit of blood on his paws- as he'll never hesitate to kill if it conveniences him. He has a soft spot for dumb she-cats or mollies who fall in love too easy in general- soft, as in... he likes the attention. For a time as a young tom, he courted a pretty Goldenclan molly named Winterbird but when she told him that she was pregnant and would run away with him to raise their family, he abandoned her- unaware that she later died giving birth. A short time after that, he took to the companionship of an unattractive, wirey-furred she-cat named Penny who actually saw Lincoln for who he was- an abusive, manipulative monster... But not before she got pregnant by him. She fled from him into the mountains but fell ill and gave her kittens away, leaving them in Cloud Valley in a pumpkin patch to be discovered later on by a Cloudclan patrol. In more recent moons, Lincoln got bored with his life as a solitary tom and took some... rather sinister... charge of his own affairs when he savagely attacked an Inkclan apprentice during her Warrior assessment. She too became pregnant with his kits. To stay away from the heat, Link departed from the two-leg town he had known his entire life and traded the scenery for the rugged terrain of the Blue Mountains. Consider this your first... and only warning; Stay. Away. From. Him. Lincoln is, sadly, a very attractive tom. He is a huge cat, towering over most others with massive shoulders and hard cut muscles. He has thick, shaggy fur that is a marble of dark cream, gray, and brown. He has giant, cream splashed paws, brown tabby markings on his legs, a long, fluffy tail, tufted ears, and long white whiskers. His eyes are miscolored, as heterochromia runs dominant through his family; one iris is orange, one is amber. I would tell you more about his personality... but even I'm not sure what it really is. It is extremely likely that Lincoln has way more kits than just the ones he knows about because his lovers, conquests, and old flames are virtually countless. Just be on the look out for fatherless kits with mismatched eyes. || Loner. Drifter. Manipulator. Murderer. Thief. Abuser. So many things- and none of them good. || Biological father to Tundrastar and Arcticthunder of Goldenclan by the late Winterbird. Biological father of Mack of Xhii's Tribe by the late loner Lika. Biological father of Umberpatch, Obsidianspire, and Sweetlyric(deceased) of Cloudclan by the late loner Penny. Biological father of Blackwood, Pineblade, and Oakstomp of Inkclan by Deerfreckle. || Narcissistictic pansexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Fleo- she-cat. || Goldenstar. ||
~Lenny- tom. || Goldenstar. ||
~Mercy- a pretty, silky-furred she-cat with a fluffy, squirrel like tail. Her main pelt is a sandy ginger color but she has cinnamon fur on 90% of her tail and on her hind left foot and ears. She has paler ginger brindle patterns on the underside of her tail, hind haunches, and on her left front leg. She has odd ginger patches and freckles on the left side of her face. Her eyes are a beautiful, pale teal . || Wild kitty-pet, lives in Gerald's Barn toward the end of the street the Manor is on. || Her kits are Ruby, Soot, Vixen, Swirl, and Cherry. She is also mother to a deceased kit- Hawk. Her mate is Denver. || Goldenstar. ||
~Denver- a huge, rugged black and white tom with bright green eyes. He is mostly black but his a white chest, throat, paws, tail-tip, and streak between his eyes. He has long, thick fur and a rugged appearance. He is littered in scars. || Wild kitty-pet, lives in Gerald's Barn toward the end of the street the Manor is on. || His kits are Ruby, Soot, Vixen, Swirl, and Cherry. He is also father to a deceased kit- Hawk. His mate is Mercy. || Goldenstar. ||
~Ruby(Rubypaw/Rubypool)- level-headed and thoughtful, Ruby is often regarded as the most mature of her litter- even above her sister and best friend- Sootsprite. She has inherited a comfortable fair blend of both her mother and father when it comes to her appearance. She is a long-legged, streamlined she-cat with sleek, silky fur. She has a long, feathery tail and large ears. Ruby's pelt is a base color of white but she has large black tabby patches and black flecks across her body, as well as speckles on her feet and face. The tip of her tail is white and her face is mostly the same color. Black fur creeps up from the inside of her left eye up her head and the right side of her face across her eye is a deep maroon color- the same tabby patching across her hind left flank as well as her hind right paw. Her nose is black and so are her lips but her ears and paw-pads are a deep ruby color. She has bright blue eyes with a pinkish gloss to them and long black whiskers. There is a patch of fur between her ears and at the base of her tail on her butt that never has- and never will lie flat. Rubypool is not one to lose her temper and is generally very cautious of what she says in high stress situations. She is very calculative like her sister but isn't quite as stiff. Ruby is quite grateful for her life in the Manor but she does have a wild sense of adventure that may lead her other places. If she's brave enough to venture. || Sister to Sootsprite, Vixenflash, Tigerswirl, and Cherrystep. Kit of Mercy and Needlethorn(formerly Denver). || Pansexual. || Warrior if Inkclan. Formerly a barn-cat. || Goldenstar. ||
~Soot(Sootpaw/Sootsprite)- an intelligent and independent individual, Sootsprite takes the most after her father in looks and temperament. She is a visually striking she-cat with thick, silky fur. Her pelt is mostly black but she has a white sock on her left front leg and white flecks across her face. 'Soot' also has peculiar, rich violet eyes, tufted ears, and a very short, bobbed tail that is barely visible. She is extremely calculative and measured and thinks rationally and deeply before she makes any decision. Will it effect herself? Her family? Her clan? Is it breaking the Warrior Code? Is whatever she's doing worth it? If the odds don't even out- chances are that Sootsprite won't take part in it. Sootsprite is very close to her litter-mates, her mother, and her father and she always cherishes the moments when she and her kin can visit Mercy at Gerald's Barn. Even though she does miss her mother, there is nothing that could take away the pride she feels from being a Warrior of Inkclan. || Sister to Rubypool, Vixenflash, Tigerswirl, and Cherrystep. Kit of Mercy and Needlethorn(formerly Denver). || Heterosexual. || Warrior of Inkclan. Formerly a barn-cat. || Goldenstar. ||
~Vixen(Vixenpaw/Vixenflash)- the most reckless of her litter, Vixenflash, or just 'Vixie' is a very energetic and spirited young cat. She is known for her bubbly personality and gentle nature and is often found around the kits, Queens, and Elders. Vixenflash was a favorite as an apprentice for her positive attitude and desire to help in even the most unsavory of chores (like cleaning out the Elder's Den or checking them for ticks). She is very patient and extremely gentle. As for her looks, Vixenflash may take the most after her mother. She has thick, full fur- like her father- and her pelt is various shades of dark ginger and orange. The base of her coat is a deep, creamy dark orange but she has unique cinnamon like markings on her shoulders and flanks. Her chest, throat, and face are all this deep color but her ears and mouth are a richer, brownish-maroon that match her legs. She has three dots under each eye and her cheeks are orange. Both her front legs and her hind right leg are socked in the brownish color but on her left hind leg, it's only her toes. She has a thick, fluffy tail with cream undershading and her eyes are a gorgeous olive-honey hue. Vixenflash has tufted ears and a pelt so thick she has to constantly clean it to maintain it. She is known to be a little gullible so her sisters keep an eye on her... just to make sure she's safe and her heart doesn't get broken. || Sister to Rubypool, Sootsprite, Tigerswirl, and Cherrystep. Kit of Mercy and Needlethorn(formerly Denver). || Bisexual. Polyamorous. || Warrior of Inkclan. Formerly a barn cat. || Goldenstar. ||
~Swirl(Tigerpaw/Tigerswirl)- a touch on the timid side, Tigerswirl is the odd-ball of her litter in every-way. She isn't stern or calculative like Sootsprite or Rubypool, or reckless and loud like Vixenflash or Cherrystep. She is just... well... a little off. Tigerswirl takes after her maternal grandmother with her body build, which is short, stocky, and thick. She has powerful hind legs and a long, thick tail which is actually pretty dang strong itself. Her fur is thick but isn't long, spare for her cheeks, chest, and that mop of bangs between her ears. The shag right there is so haywire that the strands usually fall down in her eyes. Her pelt is a base of rich cream but her tail, hind legs, and hind haunches are covered in a burnt orange marbled pattern. This coloration carries a bit to her front fore shoulder blades and across her ears and left cheek. Her front legs are swatched in a deep, earthy umber color and it is also splashed over the left side of her face. Her eyes are a stunning dark teal, like her mother, but her hues are more green than blue. Tigerswirl is proudly gentle and meek and struggled as an apprentice because she feared so much to hurt another cat. The only time you'll see her temper if you have insulted or endangered her family. Then, and only then, will you realize how sharp her claws can be. || Sister to Rubypool, Sootsprite, Vixenflash, and Cherrystep. Kit of Mercy and Needlethorn (formerly Denver). || Lesbian. || Warrior of Inkclan. Formerly a barn cat. || Goldenstar. ||
~Cherry(Cherrypaw/Cherrystep)- now this one is *w i l d*. Ever since she was born, Cherrystep has been talking. Talking. And talking. She loves to talk about leaves and breezes and flowers and sunsets and types of prey and kinds of herbs and just about anything that there is to talk about- she wants to talk about. Cherrystep is a chipper and uppity thing but she unfortunately... isn't too bright. But it is made up for by her bravery and sense of adventure. She is known for a couple of things besides her mouth and one of those is well... her speed. Cherrystep always showed great promise in her agility, from the first day she started apprentice training. She is the tallest of her litter, even more so than Ruby or Soot. This girl is literally 90% legs. She even has long, agile toes and a long, squirrel-like tail that she says helps her keep her balance when she hunts. She has sleek, thick fur though her tail, chest, and head-top are fluffy. She has tufted ears like her father. Cherrystep is an unusual looking she-cat, what with her slender, almost-sickly looking build and her big, round, honey-amber eyes. But it's her pet color that is truly striking. She has dark, creamy red socks on all four of her legs, her under-tail, and on the tips of her ears. The rest of her body is a smooth, rich... well, cherry red. She is a proud hunter but isn't the best fighter. The only thing that can bring this pretty, sweet, energetic girl down is, well... she is very, very prone to twisting her ankles. She even broke her hind left paw during her apprenticeship and even now the Medicine Cats worry that Cherrystep's recklessness with her body will end in early retirement. || Sister to Rubypool, Sootsprite, Vixenflash, and Tigerswirl. Kit of Mercy and Needlethorn (formerly Denver). || Polyamorous. No sexual preference beyond that. || Warrior of Inkclan. Formerly a barn cat. || Goldenstar. ||
Benny- white tom with large, dark brown tabby splotches and yellow eyes. There isn’t much to say about this tom- he’s just a simple, well to do little guy. Born and raised on a nearby farm, Benny chose to be a wild cat, exploring the wide world, trying new things and making all types of friends along the way. He had already been around his world and back when he met the most dazzling ball of fur who called herself Smallpaw- eventually Smallpoppy. He was never enraptured in her Clan life, but slowly he found himself coming around the outskirts of the Manor more often then he intended snd with every visit his feelings for the quirky and talkative little warrior grew more and more. They would go on to become mates, and with his visits Smallpoppy found someone she could confide in and find comfort from her troubled clan while Benny got to take a break from his wild adventures and step back from life a bit. Even now, as Smallpoppy’s beauty has faded a bit and Benny’s sense of exploration has diminished with age, they remain in love Ass if ignored were that very first day. Benny is a warm, easy going guy who likes to be free and do thing so at his own place. As long as no one bothers him, then he’s good to go and will only out in as much interaction as you do. || Loner. || Secret long time mate of InkClan’s oldest queen Smallpoppy and father of their four daughters: Havenlight, Turquoisegem, Myrtlefrost and Cranberrysplash.|| cowbird ||
Post Thirteen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 2:57:00 GMT -5
❧ M E N T O R S & A P P R E N T I C E S ❧
Droppaw(Goldenstar) - Havenlight(cowbird).
Twigpaw(Goldenstar) - Ravenfeather(Spidercraze).
Blazepaw(Goldenstar) - Redinferno(cowbird).
Yarrowpaw(Goldenstar) - Yellowwasp(Goldenstar).
Dustpaw(Goldenstar) - Tigerlash(cowbird).
Butterflypaw(cowbird) - Melloweyes(Spidercraze).
Logpaw(cowbird) - Emberpool(cowbird).
Grasspaw(cowbird) - Racooncoat(Goldenstar).
Post Fourteen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 3:24:26 GMT -5
❧ C L A N H I S T O R Y ❧
Who would ever think that it would all begin with a genetic mutation?...
It all begin fifty years ago, the year was 1966, in the small mountain town of Sunny Cliff. A small group of animal and wildlife enthusiasts joined the town and added to the population of two hundred people. These five feline experts moved into the mountains to have some privacy and room to grow and experiment. The enthusiasts were cat breeders and they had a dream. Finally, in 1990 they would accidentally spawn a litter of kittens that would end up changing the landscape of the feline world forever. These cats, crossed between Siamese, Oriental, Snowshoe, Classic Tabby, and Maine Coon cats ended up with unique features and beautiful, striking coats. Some of this kittens were tall and lanky, some were stocky and thick. Some had short fur, some had long fur. A trait though, that all of them shared... Were that they had beautiful, strange fur. Always two colors, sometimes more, these generation of hybrid cats were born with coats that looked like swirled paint. Different than a Classic Tabby, striking like a Siamese, and deep and rich like a Maine Coon. After twenty four years of breeding and experimenting and researching, the Sunny Cliff animal breeders finally created the beautiful, healthy, hardy, glorious breed of feline that they had been hoping for for so long. At forty years old, twenty four years after moving to Sunny Cliff for the ideal space and sunshine, at last, the Sunny Cliff feline experts had what they called the North American Inked breed.
Thick paw pads, larger ears, wedged faces, and longer bodies were the typical body structure for these incredible, painted beauties. They sold for $900 a she-kitten and $1000 per tom and everyone just couldn't get enough of them. Proud and content, the creators of these marvelous marbled felines kept many of their hard-earned gems as reminders and trophies of where they started. The second generation mated pair produced the first line of purebred Inks and each litter was more beautiful than the last. Money and fame rolled in as the world swallowed up the beautiful felines. But then something tragic happened; they got away.
Sabbath, the father who started the line had enough of being bred and treated like property by his two-legs. One night in the cold of winter, he woke his mate, Jayce, and the two of them gathered up every Inker and experimental cat present... And they fled. For many moons the pretty cats struggled to learn to adapt to the wild; making nests, hunting, finding water, avoiding predators, and what's more... Avoiding Two-Legs. The human world of Sunny Cliff was in ruin, the now famous town falling to ghost as their main source of profit and pride was lost forever, the breeders distraught and the town destroyed. Many a time, the group of Inkers had to run and flee and hide to avoid being picked up by humans who recognized their striking coats, trying to take them back to the town where they were sold and auctioned off like furniture and land. At last, after many years of searching, Sabbath found a home for his family. Now an old tom, the once pretty Maine Coon-look-alike lived only two moons after settling his small clan down in an abandoned mansion on the outskirts of another two-leg city- Little Pine. Distraught, Jayce died soon after of a broken heart.
Years had passed since the loss of their founders and now the remaining offspring ruled this land and terrain, their pads growing thicker over time and their senses growing sharper. Their coats were thick and sometimes wirey but nothing took away from the beauty of what they truly were; purebred luxuries for humans to enjoy. And they'd never forgotten it. It was one night in late Leaf-Bare that the eldest of the family discovered something strange. A massive rock that looked like moonlight and felt cold as ice drew him nearer. He had only just dared to touch it when he was ripped into a world of something he had never known. For three days and three nights he stayed lost in the stars above, being shown the ways of cats who had existed before his family for hundreds of years. And he was there greeted by Sabbath and Jayce, his mother and father, who told him that he and his kin were to become an organized group, more than a family; a clan. To survive and prosper, this was the way. When he woke from his slumber, the old tom went immediately to his family and told them all about the mysterious stone. And each one touched it and each was shown the truth. Meetings were held and details discussed until everyone knew their place and what they were meant to do. They had finally become who they were meant to be.
And now it shall never be forgotten.
"We were held as prizes to the Two-Legs once, back decades ago when Sabbath and Jayce birthed their first litter. Starclan saved us from extinction and taught us the ways of the clans. We must ever be thankful. We may be stained, we may be outcasts, we may be forgotten... But we are not lost! We are not weak! We will always survive, always, no matter what that takes. Never forget where we came from, as it is stained in our hearts. Never forget what we are, for it is painted on our pelts. The only thing thicker than blood is ink. Never forget that." -Paintedstar.
Post Fifteen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 3:30:32 GMT -5
❧ T E R R I T O R Y ❧
It's been a few days since you've settled into the unusual home of those who call themselves Inkclan. Now that you've rested and gathered your strength, you are greeted by a face that you now recall as familiar- you've seen him around. He is a tall tom with lean muscles and slightly inward positioned toes. He has a thick and fluffy tail and his big, awkward ears are... Well, almost... Crooked... and a little floppy at the end. You've learned that he is something called a 'Traditional Inker' as he has a base color of a dingy kind of gray. He also has black, darker gray, and tan inking but it all looks kind of uneven and funny- not at neat and clear as others you've seen here. He has two black rings around both of his ears, three on his tail, and two on each paw at the ankle joint. He also has long, black, bent whiskers and a solid splash of black around both of his eyes which help earned him his name- which you now is Racooncoat- but everyone just calls him Coon. His fluffy tail, which is dragging the ground, is imbedded with twigs, leaves, and moss. He looks so silly and sweet that you can't help but smile at him as he flicks his warm, dark amber eyes across your face. "You've rested well!" he purrs. "Feeling up to an adventure?" You nod and tilt your head curiously and then he motions with his tail for you to follow, a bit of dried moss tumbling out as he did. "Come along then! I'll show you the works!" ❧ ❧ ❧ * Breaking away from the Manor, you stay close to Coon. He gives you time to take in your surroundings. All around the house where Inkclan cats make their home, there are fields of wheat, cattails, reeds, and dandelions. The stalks of vegetation are so high in some parts that no cat could see above it on their tip toes. The gray and black tom uses his tail to guide you along a paw-beaten path that weaves like a maze in and out of the tall grasses.
"Every now and then, about once a moon when it's warm outside, two-legs will come by and cut the grass down. Sometimes they don't. They usually leave us alone but it happens occasionally. It's very strange to see the Manor without its stalks. The best hunting can be done here too! Mice love to nest in and around our Manor. They basically run into our paws sometimes... Ah, yes! This here is the old well. We use it as a scent marker... not that we have to worry too much about rival clans. We're the only one near here. Goldenclan is across the town on the other side but they're peaceful. We deal with rogues and aggressive, stupid kitty-pets mostly." He stopped by a brick-laid water well and placed a paw upon it. "We own everything on this side of the road, we set markers on the wooden fence posts. Patrol them. Two-legs don't come this way too often... the end of this road is a dead end. Not much past the Manor but a farm or two. Come on then, I'll take you across the road. I'll show you the orchards..." Waving his tail, Racooncoat begins to lead you across the red dirt road that lies outside the grassy yards that held the Manor. Looking both ways to check for cars- even though as he said there would always be none- he slowly leads you across the path to an area on the other side where the grass was green, fresh, and neatly cut. Ducking under a nicely maintained wooden fence that smelled of pine and oil, there were dozens of trees lined in uniformed rows.
"This is an apple-orchard. A human-grown forest. They choose the seeds and organize the trees themselves. We hunt birds here. Birds and rabbits and it keeps the two-legs happy because our hunting keeps the prey from eating their fruits. Further on back in the rows are some other trees too- cherry and pear. We steal some sometimes but the Medicine Cats want the leaves mostly." Walking alongside the fence going southward, Coon crossed the road again. Now behind the Manor on a less-trafficked path of broken cobblestones, he began to lead you across to the other side of Inkclan's territory. "Over here is the pond... it's across the street. I'm guessing this was part of the Manor's original land as well because whoever cuts the grass here cuts the grass there as well at the same time." Looking both ways again, Racooncoat leads you across the street and to another section of property with rotten, moss-covered fence posts and three-foot tall stalks of grasses. Winding through another maze, eventually the stalks give away to a glistening pool of gray water. "It's safe to drink. Just looks a little weird." You both pause for a moment, taking a few careful laps from the pond before moving on through the high grass.
"We're almost to the end of our official territory now... I'm not taking you any further." He pauses short a few paces of a barbed wire fence, motioning with his head toward a chain-link fence and rows of two-leg houses just beyond it. "That's where we draw the line. See how the grass is cut short here? That's the kittypet land and if we stay away from it, they don't give us much trouble. There are a couple of good house cats here... Fleo and Lenny- super sweet. They bring us dried catnip sometimes." Racooncoat flicks a big, floppy ear thoughtfully. "And then that's about it! We have the entire orchard, all the fields, and then as far down the road as the McAllister Barn and as far up as the town... anything past that is out of Inkclan bounds. I'm sure I'm forgetting something... Oh! Oh, right. I gotta show you the Moonstone... Follow me!" Turning up along the barbed-wire fence line, Racooncoat and you walk paw-step for paw-step until you've past the Manor and are heading up the road- the way you came from the town. A twenty minute walk leaves Inkclan's camp almost out of sight for you and the last scent-marker was many minutes behind. There is an old street sign with two-leg writing on it and there Racooncoat ducks under the fence and leads you through the tall grass. There is no clear path marked, but you can see the imprints on the ground from where other cats have walked this before you. About ten fox-lengths back, there is a break in the field to reveal a massive boulder the size of three badgers and around it the grass has been stripped away. Racooncoat sees you looking at it in awe and he smiles warmly at you.
"The Moonstone," he tells you softly. "The Medicine Cats and Leaders will come here to talk to Starclan... Goldenclan uses this as well and it's very important to our culture and the clan. Anyone can come here of course but it's a big part of their ceremonies." He looks at is, as if longing to touch it. "But we won't need this for now... Come on, I'm sure you're tired now. Let's head back to the Manor. We'll do some hunting on the way. I know all the best spots..." *
❧ C A M P ❧
Unique to the other clans, Inkclan's camp actually takes place inside of an abandoned two-leg house (modeled off of my own home). Inkclan cats entire the camp (they call the house the Manor/Ink Manor) through the front door which hangs off hinge a bit and they've made a hole in the bottom left corner. Entering the doorway there is a foyer that leads back to a small spare room- that's the Medicine Cat Den. There is a door to it that is usually kept open but it slides shut and the healers have been known to open and close it at will. Past the foyer, the wide, open space was once a living room and the couch and end table that have been abandoned are used for the nursery. The couch sits at an 'L' angle to the wall and the end table is placed at the end and a curtain was stretched across the two pieces of furniture to make a covered space for the queens and kits. Off of the nursery is an empty bedroom that is used for the Warrior's Den. Off of the living room is the kitchen and it's where the meetings are held and the leaders and deputies make their keep. The leaders sleep in what was once a lazy-Susan and the Deputies will sleep in the oven- the door permanently rusted open. Meetings are called from the Hightop- the counterspace above the leader's den. At the back of the kitchen is the bathroom- that's the Elder's Den. Finally, off of the kitchen is a spare room where the apprentices sleep. There are two in-house training spaces- the basement downstairs and the upstairs attic where there are rafters, beams, and furniture to practice balance and skills. There are holes throughout all of the walls and ceilings in the Manor and they are routinely patched to keep out the elements but they can be used as escape routes in emergency situations. ❧ ❧ ❧ The Leader's Den- the Lazy-Susan in the kitchen. It is perpetually stuck so that it's an open space and there are two shelves so the leaders can sleep separate if so desired. [Location- in the kitchen, the fourth room in the Manor upon entry- back to the right from the front door.]
The Hightop- the corner counter-space above the Leader's Den. Used for calling meetings. [Location- in the kitchen, the fourth room in the Manor upon entry- back to the right from the front door.]
The Deputy's Den- the broken down oven in the kitchen. The door to the oven is rusted downward. The racks in the oven have been removed and there is now a soft nest made on the floor of the oven where the Deputy/ies sleep. [Location- in the kitchen, fourth room in the Manor upon entry, back to the right from the front door.]
The Medicine Cat Den- the small spare room off the foyer in the Manor. There is a sliding door that opens and closes still and the Medicine Cats will choose to do this at their convenience but it is usually open. There is a broom closet in the room where extra herbs can be stored. The walls of the Medicine Cat Den are made of wooden paneling so they can easily tack things to the wall to try by using thorns. Has a lot of windows and there's a lot of natural light. [Location- the second smallest room in the Manor, straight off the foyer as you enter the Manor- directly across from the front door.]
The Warrior's Den- the largest room in the Manor, what used to be the master bedroom. The mattress that was left in the room has been torn apart and the stuffing is often used for lining nests. [Location- in the spare room off the living room, the third room in the Manor upon entry, straight then to the left of the front door.]
The Nursery- made in the corner of the living room of the Manor, shielded with curtains and couch cushions. A lot of the nursery nests are made from pillow fluff. [Location- in the living room, the second room in the Manor upon entry, directly right from the front door.]
The Apprentice's Den- the spare room off the kitchen in the Manor, like many rooms in the house, this one has some leftover furniture. There is a wooden desk and an old couch- the favorite place for apprentices to sleep. [Location- in the spare room off the kitchen, the fifth room in the Manor upon entry, back to the left of the front door.]
The Elder's Den- placed for protection, in the event of a raid, the Warriors would hold off attackers while Queens moves to this room with their kits. It's the furthest corner of the Manor without going up or down stairs and is easy to defend. It has only one window and stays the warmest. It's the bathroom off the kitchen. Water pools at the bottom of the sink and it's easy for the elderly of the clan to access water this way. [Location- bathroom off the kitchen, the sixth room in the Manor upon entry, back and to the further-most left of the front door.]
❧ L A N D M A R K S ❧
The Old Well- an abandoned brick water-well outside of the Manor, still on the first square of Inkclan's territory. It still holds water and can flood on occasion if there is heavy rainfall. [Location- Out the front door to the left of the Manor.]
The Apple Orchard- the fruit tree orchard across the road from the Manor. [Location- out the front door to the left.]
The Pond- Inkclan's main water source- a pool of water used for cattle back in the day. [Location- out the front door, around to the back of the property to the right.]
The Barn- an abandoned barn on the way to the Moonstone. Kind of creepy. Apprentices dare each other to go out to it. [Location- north of the Manor toward town.]
The Moonstone- an odd, pitch black, cavity-ridden boulder where Inkclan and Goldenclan cats go to share dreams with Starclan. [Location- almost half an hour from the Manor- north toward town. Turn left at the 'June Avenue' street sign and walk about ten feet back. It's actually a shard of meteorite from some odd hundred years ago.]
Post Sixteen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 3:49:08 GMT -5
❧ I N K C L A N A T T R I B U T E S ❧
❧ They live in an abandoned Two-Leg house they call Ink Manor. It was abandoned over sixty years ago and is rumored to be haunted. The human town they live in is called Little Pine. It's at the base of the Blue Mountains, on the opposite side where Sunny Cliff used to be. They share this town with Goldenclan- who lives on the other side- but they only recently started interacting with one another.
❧ They know a lot about human culture and have knowledge of Two-Legs most clan cats don't recognize. Many Inkers can read some basic human language- street signs, billboards, or things of that nature, as they are in such close quarters with humans and kitty-pets alike.
❧ They are super affectionate and have really unique greetings and customs: kissing, 'touching paws', sharing tongues as formality. They are also extremely familiar with one another and frequently use nicknames.
❧ There are many forms of 'Inking', but the two most common types are Split-Staining or Traditional Inking patterns. 'Split-Staining'- when a cat is 'Inked' but on limited parts of their body and are more base color than Inking. 'Traditional-Inking' is when a cat's base coat is white, cream, or gray and they have two or three Inking colors. Most cats with Inking have at least two Ink colors but three or four are not uncommon. A cat doesn't have to be Split-Stained or Traditionally Inked to be an Inker- as long as the patterns are there. "Inking" is a pattern that mixes Classic Tabby from cats, Clouded Leopard pelt patterns, African Spotted Dog pelt patterns, and an art method known as "paint pouring". It's essentially the mixing of several colors without definite blending. Sometimes called 'paint'.
❧ Inkclan cats with true Inkclan blood have issues with fertility and proper holding of testosterone. Due to this, most Queens have litters of female kittens. Breeding is a big issue with Inkclan and their numbers usually stay very low. It is not uncommon for Inkclan cats to mate outside their clan- with rogues, loners, kitty-pets, what have you- just to keep the clan going.
❧ T Y P E S O F P R E Y ❧
❧ Mice- extremely common.
❧ Voles- extremely common.
❧ Squirrels- common- from the Orchard.
❧ Rabbits- uncommon- from the Orchard.
❧ Birds- common- from the Orchard.
❧ Fish- very uncommon- seasonal- must go outside of the standard territory to locate.
❧ Snakes- very uncommon- seasonal- can be a pain in the hotter months.
❧ K I N D S O F P R E D A T O R S ❧
❧ Fox- extremely common.
❧ Stray dogs- extremely common.
❧ Coyote- common.
❧ Falcon- common.
❧ Badger- rare.
❧ Wolf- rare.
❧ Bear- rare.
Post Seventeen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 3:56:45 GMT -5
❧ M E D I C I N E C A T I N V E N T O R Y ❧
❧ Apple Leaves- can be chewed and pressed into gums to prevent soreness of toothache.
❧ Borage Leaves- to be chewed and eaten; great for nursing queens as it helps increase their supply of milk/helps to bring down fever.
❧ Burdock Root- tall stemmed, sharp-smelling, dark-leaved thistle. The roots can be chewed into a pulp and used on rat bites to cure infection.
❧ Chamomile- calms nerves(Also see Dandelion Leaves).
❧ Catmint- delicious smelling leafy plant that is hard to find in the wild. Found in two-leg gardens. It is the best remedy for Greencough.
❧ Cattails- the juice of the cattail can heal wounds, and the stems are pliable and can hold broken bones together.
❧ Chervil- the juice of chervil leaves and the roots are used for infected wounds and belly aches.
❧ Chickweed- used to help cure Greencough.
❧ Cobwebs- used to wrap around the injury, soak up the blood, and keep it clean and stops bleeding.
❧ Coltsfoot- the leaves can be chewed into a pulp then eaten to help shortness of breath.
❧ Comfrey- chewed into a poultice and eaten to mend broken bones and soothe wounds.
❧ Daisy Leaves- used to treat aching joints.
❧ Dandelion Leaves- used to calm anxiety (Also see Chamomile).
❧ Dock- the leaf can be chewed up and applied to soothe scratches.
❧ Dried Oak Leaf- stops infection.
❧ Feverfew- can be eaten to cool down body temperature, particularly for cats with fever or chills(See Lavender).
❧ Goldenrod- made into a poultice and eaten to treat healing wounds.
❧ Honey- great for soothing infections for the throats of cats that have inhaled smoke.
❧ Horsetail- leaves that are usually chewed up to treat infected wounds by applying as a poultice.
❧ Juniper Berries- berries sooth bellyaches and helps cats that have trouble breathing.
❧ Lavender- cures fever (see Feverfew).
❧ Marigold- petals can be chewed into a pulp to stop infection.
❧ Mousebile- used for getting rid of ticks. (Make sure to wash paws afterward!)
❧ Mud- helps draw poison from snake bites and plaster cuts together.
❧ Poppy Seeds- helps cats sleep and soothes those who suffer from shock and distress. (Not recommended for nursing queens.)
❧ Ragwort Leaves- used alongside Juniper Berries in a poultice to treat aching joints.
❧ Stinging Nettle- seeds and leaves are used when swallowed poison and brings down swelling.
❧ Tansy- eaten in small doses; helps cure coughs.
❧ Thyme- can be eaten to calm anxiety and nerves.
❧ Watermint- chewed into a pulp and eaten; soothes bellyaches.
❧ Wild Garlic- rolling in a patch helps prevent infection, especially from rat bites(See Burdock Root).
❧ Willow Leaves- chewed into a pulp; can reduce swelling, soothe scratches, and prevent bellyaches.
❧ Yarrow- leaves can be made into a poultice and applied to wounds.
❧ Yew- deadly, kept as poison only to end the suffering of a cat in extreme pain who cannot be healed.
Post Eighteen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 4:03:53 GMT -5
❧ M A T E S & C R U S H E S ❧
|| ...♥... = Mates. || ... ➝ ... = First cat likes the second cat. || ... ↔ ... = Crushing Mutually. || ... X ... = Now separated mates. || ... * ... = Forbidden. || M- Male. F- Female. ||
Paintedstar(M)XJoystar(F).
Joystar(F)♥Falconswoop(M).
Hazelpaw(F)*Graythorn(M)- Forbidden- Graythorn is a Dishonored Watcher in Cloudclan.
Windseeker(F)➝Ironpeak(M).
Post Nineteen
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 4:09:11 GMT -5
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 4:09:50 GMT -5
(Aaand we're done and open! *cuts shiny red ribbon with giant scissors*)
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 5, 2020 4:10:20 GMT -5
(I'll get the territory and such fleshed out tomorrow.
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Post by cowbird on Aug 8, 2020 18:42:24 GMT -5
(I’ll flesh out Havenlight and Riverbandit’s kits)
Logkit(fur)- Taking after his mother, Logfur is cautious cat. He’s not one much for talking, even among his siblings and family, preferring to keep his mouth closed and his many thoughts on husband head. Not to say he won’t speak- idle, light conversations are no bother for him but his calm, anti-drama persona keeps most others at bay, some out of confusion and others out of respect. And, just like his mother, sarcasm is his way of life. A lot less vocal about it so it’s less know, but man, his brain is all up there. Logfur is one of the biggest cats in the clan. Massive, muscular, and long, he sports rather plain, straight and shaggy dark brown fur with a sweeping tail and blazing amber eyes. His paws are massive which able him to chase squirrels even in thick snow... well if his pelt would get out the way. || Brother to Grassfur and Butterflyfur, son of Havenlight and Riverbandit.|| Kit/Warrior|| Bisexual.
Grasskit (light)- carefree and in the moment, much like his father, to other cats from other clans observing his common behavior, Grasslight isn’t very warrior material. He’s brash, loud, often disobedient (which gets him a good several cuffs in the head by his mother every day) and tends to like to play and take adventures, sometimes beyond the territory, rather than serve his clan. He’s not all bad though. He has a special bond with his father and the elders, willing to go far and beyond for them and is a kind, joyous character, bring a sort of emotional brightness even in times where you’d think there would or should be none. Grassfur looks a lot like his brother but his shaggy fur is shorter, less thick and a light, almost golden brown with a smaller, less muscular build and light green eyes He has a scar on his right shoulder from battle training with his brother which, much to his family’s chagrin, he embraces.|| Brother of Butterflywing and Logfur, son of Havenlight and Riverbandit|| Heterosexual|| Warrior
Butterflykit (fur)- oddly enough, the only she-cat and Inked kit of her litter, Butterflywing was always on the fence during her younger years about accepting herself. No, not her beautiful white based pelt and gorgeous inked silver, gray and light cream splashes that made her up, or the icy blue eyes that earn her plenty of admirers. It wasn’t even her skills or dedication to keeping the family together and drama free. No, what had been this gorgeous girl’s struggle was her feelings- her sexuality specifically. She knew very early on she liked she-cats. They were funnier, more sensible and plain out more attractive than toms and stood out to her. Yet growing up, there wasn’t many, if any, stable and open same-sex relationships in her clan and she thought that she was taboo, wrong and needed to hold that part of herself in if she wanted to serve her clan. As time went on, she saw that there were actually others in her boat and in other clans and groups, she saw many couples who were “out of the norm” as she woul frame it and bit by bit, grew more comfortable with who she really was. || Sister to Logfur and Grasslight, only daughter of Havenlight and Riverbandit|| Lesbian || Warrior.
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Post by Goldenstar on Aug 12, 2020 14:08:13 GMT -5
(Yay the babes the babes!)
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Post by Goldenstar on Sept 7, 2020 12:22:52 GMT -5
(Okie, I got stuff I need to do here.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Oct 28, 2020 1:08:46 GMT -5
(I've got the kittens added in. Now we need to RP here. <3 )
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Post by Goldenstar on Oct 29, 2020 4:12:30 GMT -5
Mikah
"Hey, Dahlia!" the friendly, slightly accented voice came from a pretty dark she-cat as Zinnialea made her way over to her friend. She purred warmly and offered a welcoming smile. "Wanna go on a hunt with me, pal?"
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Abe
"H-Hey Red?..." Pastelpaw stuck her head into the Warrior's Den, her eyes bloodshot from crying and her voice trembling as she looked for her mentor. "Are you around?... Do you have a second to talk?..."
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Post by Treeheart on Oct 29, 2020 8:25:42 GMT -5
Chris
Having been in the process of grooming herself, she looked up and purred back a greeting to Zinnialea once the she-cat arrived. With a final lick to her flank and a swipe of a licked paw across her ear, she stood up finally, satisfied. "But of course, Zinn, lead the way."
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Post by cowbird on Oct 29, 2020 20:48:11 GMT -5
Chris
“Hmm.., ugh... wait what? Huh?” The dazzling tom shot his head up from his sleep, blinking the fuzziness from his eyes as he laid eyes on his apprentice, who was poking her head in tentatively in the warriors’ den. Noticing the trembling from and tearful eyes, he jumped to his paws and padded quickly towards the she-cat, concern rising quickly in him. “What’s wrong? Did someone hurt you? Was it a dream? C’mon, let’s hear it Pastel dear.”
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Post by Goldenstar on Nov 2, 2020 2:43:29 GMT -5
ChrisHaving been in the process of grooming herself, she looked up and purred back a greeting to Zinnialea once the she-cat arrived. With a final lick to her flank and a swipe of a licked paw across her ear, she stood up finally, satisfied. "But of course, Zinn, lead the way." "Thank the stars," Zinni said quickly as she and Amber took off from the camp. "I want to get out of there! Paintedstar is in a nasty mood and I'm not about to stick around so that he can chew my ears off. Uh uh! NO sir," she said quickly as she walked side by side with her best friend, their flanks pressed together. "Y'know, ya would reckon that with Joystar being pregnant again that he'd be happier than a bear in a honeycomb but he just ain't. I dunno, Dahl. Ever since Mo said she was having kits, he's been in a nasty mood. I think it's cause she won't tell him who the daddy is and he thinks it'sa rogue, I'd reckon. I mean, shoot... what else are we s'posed to do?! Ain't enough toms in the clan to go around or else we'll all be kith and kin by the end of the day..." of course, per her own personality, the more that Zinnialea talked the stronger and stronger her southern accent became. Especially when she was worked up. "Ya wanna know what I heard, Dahlia? Oh it's the most scandalous of things..."
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