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Post by Goldenstar on Mar 30, 2024 18:08:50 GMT -5
(Hey boo do you want me to wait until you finish up the whole reply before i start mine or do it now?) (If you do it now - I'll put my response to it in the rest of my reply 👀)
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Post by cowbird on Mar 30, 2024 23:37:30 GMT -5
(bettttt)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 1, 2024 22:24:18 GMT -5
(I'm out of town for work again but the days won't be as long this time so hopefully I'll have time to be around more. <3)
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Post by goldylocks on Apr 4, 2024 1:57:48 GMT -5
"Hey, Rowanberry... can we talk?"The medicine cat flicked his ears backward in surprise. He masked it well and turned them forward facing once again. He didn't change his expression or stop his work- his paws moving swiftly as he picked withered herbs out of the piles of healthy stock. Sunnyarch came up beside him and sat down, curling his tail around his paws. Rowanberry recognized his scent. Earth, and flowers, and something intoxicating and familiar. His heart ached but the medicine cat didn't face him. Sunnyarch swallowed hard. "Rowanberry, can we talk?" he repeated. "Well, from a strictly physical standpoint of that question... if the ligaments in your jaws are able to function in a manner that they open and close in tandem with the proper rubbing of your vocal chords to create words... there's no reason we can't talk." Sunnyarch's eyebrows lifted in surprise... and a bit of warmth at the painfully accurate answer to his question. Smart ass."I want to talk about... us. If it's okay." "There's nothing to talk about there. Just a dead topic. We used to love each other. We were mates once. Tried- and failed- to raise a happy and well adjusted family together. Nothing to discuss." "That's not true," Sunny said softly as his heart started pounding in his chest. "Our children are wonderful warriors, Rowanberry..." "Our daughter cries herself to sleep half the time because she gets called fat every other day. Our youngest boy was attacked and nearly killed by a fox as a kitten and is now permanently disfigured because of it. Our middle son acts invisible most of the time and none of them are particularly fond of me ever since we split. They only talk to their mother... who is also not happy with me." "Vee isn't happy with me either," Sunnyarch countered softly with a smile. He shook his head. "Hollytuft is strong, Rowanberry. She's strong like you are- like my mother was. Like your mother still is. Yes, her weight bothers her sometimes... but I've also seen her own it and shine like all of Silverpelt. She's curvy and beautiful and she sees that. It's just the hatefulness of others can sometimes blind us." Rowanberry paused his herb sorting and sighed. "And Quilkeeper! Stars, Ro... do you really think he's the traumatized one here? He's so bright and full of life. He..." Sunnyarch shook his head and laughed. "He's the good in me. It's like every bit of the kindness of my spirit just manifested in that boy. And Whispershade has always been meek- even as a kit. That doesn't mean that they're miserable. It just means they're coming into who they're meant to be. And we have to let them. It's the most painful part of being a parent. And the most glorious." Rowanberry flickered his gaze over to the handsome yellow tom and saw a kind of humble, subtle peace on his face that he didn't recognize. "Sunny, I..." "I owe you an apology." Rowanberry's mouth hung open. "What?" "I said I owe you an apology. For the fight- yes. For what I said- yes, even more so. For laying my paws on you..." tears welled in Sunnyarch's eyes and he wiped them away. "I never should have struck you. I shouldn't have said all those horrible things to you. You're an incredible healer, Rowanberry. The best in the clan- in my opinion. My mother came to you when her health was failing. When she was scared. She laid her life in your paws and you took the best care of her that you could- from the moment she told you until the last breath in her lungs..." Sunny wiped his eyes again. "I am so glad... no, I am so blessed that she had you. You to give her herbs for her pain. You to talk to. You to guide her. The kindness is something I fear I can never repay. But I want you to understand that I am so very grateful for you, Rowanberry. For how you love our family, how you care for this clan... and I am so... so, so, sorry... for everything. For the lack of warmth I gave you when you needed it. For the lack of compassion I showed you. For my wild temper. For my harsh tongue. For my impatience and my anger. You never deserved any of it. You're such a gifted healer, such a wonderful father, and you were the best and most adoring mate that any cat could ever hope for. This isn't me- saying all of this in a wild hope that you'll take me back. I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you. Everything you said about me that day was right. I was arrogant and blind and self-serving. I... was a horrible son. I was a worse father. And an even more horrid mate. I don't understand how you just withstood me all that time. But I just... I just wanted to tell you that I am sorry. And I'm trying to be a better tom. You've played a huge part in that and I am more grateful to you than you'll ever know. So... thank you. And again... I am so, so, so sorry. I hope you can forgive me someday." Rowanberry stared at the tom in shock and leaned in closer. He reached out a paw and gave Sunnyarch a poke to see if he was real or if he had accidently consumed some type of seed and was hallucinating. His pad landed on silky soft fur and he felt Sunny's heart drumming in his chest. Rowanberry's eyes filled with tears. He leaned in even closer until their muzzles were touching. Then they were kissing. Then Sunnyarch was cupping his cheek. And then... he pulled back. "Rowanberry, I don't want you to do this if..." "What changed? Who are you?" the healer whispered with a fire in his voice. "I've loved you for years and years, Sunnyarch. Since I was an apprentice with hearts in my eyes..." "I lost my entire family in one day, Ro," Sunnyarch said softly as he leaned his forehead against the tom's own. He breathed him in for a moment and then pulled back. "My mother died right in front of me... and then I broke the heart of the only cat I've ever really, truly loved. I hurt all my children. I hurt the mother of my kits. Shamed Witheredleaf's memory. Disgraced my clan. Broke my step-father's heart..." he shook his head. "I was so angry, Rowanberry. Angry that I wasn't the tom I wanted to be and my mother died before I had the chance to show her my true potential. And then I isolated myself from Opalsmoke and Pearlshell. And Harbinger too. I just let myself be alone. And it was so awful, Ro. It was so miserable. I've been so miserable. And I've prayed to Starclan everyday and I've talked to mom and I've... I've just tried to find some answer. As to why I am the way I am. And I still don't know. But I know that now I want to be better. I want to be someone she can be proud of." He smiled softly. "Someone my family can be proud of. And I know it doesn't make it right or undo what I've done... but I'll spend the rest of my life trying to make it right. I know I can't fix what I broke between us. But I just wanted you to know... I'm sorry." Sunny pressed his nose against Rowanberry's own and then pushed to his paws. "And you deserved better than me. You are... worth entire constellations of pretty, perfect things." And then he turned to go. "Sunnyarch, wait..." Rowanberry's breath hung in his throat. The tom paused and looked over his shoulder- surprise bright in his green eyes. "I... I'm not saying I want to get back together. At least not right now. But maybe we can... work on us. We've both made mistakes. We've both done things and said things we shouldn't have. I've been wrong too. I was wrong," Rowanberry flicked an ear. "So... maybe... we take small steps. To... not coming back together again... but just... planting roots for a better future?" Sunnyarch turned and wiped the tears from his eyes. He extended a paw to Rowanberry and he placed his paw in the yellow tom's own. They held the moment for a heartbeat. "Here's to the roots. Let's not forget to water them this time."
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Post by cowbird on Apr 4, 2024 13:16:47 GMT -5
"Hey, Rowanberry... can we talk?"The medicine cat flicked his ears backward in surprise. He masked it well and turned them forward facing once again. He didn't change his expression or stop his work- his paws moving swiftly as he picked withered herbs out of the piles of healthy stock. Sunnyarch came up beside him and sat down, curling his tail around his paws. Rowanberry recognized his scent. Earth, and flowers, and something intoxicating and familiar. His heart ached but the medicine cat didn't face him. Sunnyarch swallowed hard. "Rowanberry, can we talk?" he repeated. "Well, from a strictly physical standpoint of that question... if the ligaments in your jaws are able to function in a manner that they open and close in tandem with the proper rubbing of your vocal chords to create words... there's no reason we can't talk." Sunnyarch's eyebrows lifted in surprise... and a bit of warmth at the painfully accurate answer to his question. Smart ass."I want to talk about... us. If it's okay." "There's nothing to talk about there. Just a dead topic. We used to love each other. We were mates once. Tried- and failed- to raise a happy and well adjusted family together. Nothing to discuss." "That's not true," Sunny said softly as his heart started pounding in his chest. "Our children are wonderful warriors, Rowanberry..." "Our daughter cries herself to sleep half the time because she gets called fat every other day. Our youngest boy was attacked and nearly killed by a fox as a kitten and is now permanently disfigured because of it. Our middle son acts invisible most of the time and none of them are particularly fond of me ever since we split. They only talk to their mother... who is also not happy with me." "Vee isn't happy with me either," Sunnyarch countered softly with a smile. He shook his head. "Hollytuft is strong, Rowanberry. She's strong like you are- like my mother was. Like your mother still is. Yes, her weight bothers her sometimes... but I've also seen her own it and shine like all of Silverpelt. She's curvy and beautiful and she sees that. It's just the hatefulness of others can sometimes blind us." Rowanberry paused his herb sorting and sighed. "And Quilkeeper! Stars, Ro... do you really think he's the traumatized one here? He's so bright and full of life. He..." Sunnyarch shook his head and laughed. "He's the good in me. It's like every bit of the kindness of my spirit just manifested in that boy. And Whispershade has always been meek- even as a kit. That doesn't mean that they're miserable. It just means they're coming into who they're meant to be. And we have to let them. It's the most painful part of being a parent. And the most glorious." Rowanberry flickered his gaze over to the handsome yellow tom and saw a kind of humble, subtle peace on his face that he didn't recognize. "Sunny, I..." "I owe you an apology." Rowanberry's mouth hung open. "What?" "I said I owe you an apology. For the fight- yes. For what I said- yes, even more so. For laying my paws on you..." tears welled in Sunnyarch's eyes and he wiped them away. "I never should have struck you. I shouldn't have said all those horrible things to you. You're an incredible healer, Rowanberry. The best in the clan- in my opinion. My mother came to you when her health was failing. When she was scared. She laid her life in your paws and you took the best care of her that you could- from the moment she told you until the last breath in her lungs..." Sunny wiped his eyes again. "I am so glad... no, I am so blessed that she had you. You to give her herbs for her pain. You to talk to. You to guide her. The kindness is something I fear I can never repay. But I want you to understand that I am so very grateful for you, Rowanberry. For how you love our family, how you care for this clan... and I am so... so, so, sorry... for everything. For the lack of warmth I gave you when you needed it. For the lack of compassion I showed you. For my wild temper. For my harsh tongue. For my impatience and my anger. You never deserved any of it. You're such a gifted healer, such a wonderful father, and you were the best and most adoring mate that any cat could ever hope for. This isn't me- saying all of this in a wild hope that you'll take me back. I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you. Everything you said about me that day was right. I was arrogant and blind and self-serving. I... was a horrible son. I was a worse father. And an even more horrid mate. I don't understand how you just withstood me all that time. But I just... I just wanted to tell you that I am sorry. And I'm trying to be a better tom. You've played a huge part in that and I am more grateful to you than you'll ever know. So... thank you. And again... I am so, so, so sorry. I hope you can forgive me someday." Rowanberry stared at the tom in shock and leaned in closer. He reached out a paw and gave Sunnyarch a poke to see if he was real or if he had accidently consumed some type of seed and was hallucinating. His pad landed on silky soft fur and he felt Sunny's heart drumming in his chest. Rowanberry's eyes filled with tears. He leaned in even closer until their muzzles were touching. Then they were kissing. Then Sunnyarch was cupping his cheek. And then... he pulled back. "Rowanberry, I don't want you to do this if..." "What changed? Who are you?" the healer whispered with a fire in his voice. "I've loved you for years and years, Sunnyarch. Since I was an apprentice with hearts in my eyes..." "I lost my entire family in one day, Ro," Sunnyarch said softly as he leaned his forehead against the tom's own. He breathed him in for a moment and then pulled back. "My mother died right in front of me... and then I broke the heart of the only cat I've ever really, truly loved. I hurt all my children. I hurt the mother of my kits. Shamed Witheredleaf's memory. Disgraced my clan. Broke my step-father's heart..." he shook his head. "I was so angry, Rowanberry. Angry that I wasn't the tom I wanted to be and my mother died before I had the chance to show her my true potential. And then I isolated myself from Opalsmoke and Pearlshell. And Harbinger too. I just let myself be alone. And it was so awful, Ro. It was so miserable. I've been so miserable. And I've prayed to Starclan everyday and I've talked to mom and I've... I've just tried to find some answer. As to why I am the way I am. And I still don't know. But I know that now I want to be better. I want to be someone she can be proud of." He smiled softly. "Someone my family can be proud of. And I know it doesn't make it right or undo what I've done... but I'll spend the rest of my life trying to make it right. I know I can't fix what I broke between us. But I just wanted you to know... I'm sorry." Sunny pressed his nose against Rowanberry's own and then pushed to his paws. "And you deserved better than me. You are... worth entire constellations of pretty, perfect things." And then he turned to go. "Sunnyarch, wait..." Rowanberry's breath hung in his throat. The tom paused and looked over his shoulder- surprise bright in his green eyes. "I... I'm not saying I want to get back together. At least not right now. But maybe we can... work on us. We've both made mistakes. We've both done things and said things we shouldn't have. I've been wrong too. I was wrong," Rowanberry flicked an ear. "So... maybe... we take small steps. To... not coming back together again... but just... planting roots for a better future?" Sunnyarch turned and wiped the tears from his eyes. He extended a paw to Rowanberry and he placed his paw in the yellow tom's own. They held the moment for a heartbeat. "Here's to the roots. Let's not forget to water them this time." (ive waited for this. Rowan and Sunny supremacy always in my house!!! but no this was really great im so happy they are at least trying to patch things up.)
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Post by cowbird on Apr 4, 2024 13:18:08 GMT -5
(Also this had me thinking- you know how you gave some couples certain songs? Well this might not be too creative but I just feel like in a way it fits: what is Riverflower and Obsidianspire's song was "You're Still the One" by Shania Twain?)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 6, 2024 11:33:55 GMT -5
(Also this had me thinking- you know how you gave some couples certain songs? Well this might not be too creative but I just feel like in a way it fits: what is Riverflower and Obsidianspire's song was "You're Still the One" by Shania Twain?) (No I actually love this)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 13, 2024 18:17:39 GMT -5
(Hello hello!)
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Post by cowbird on Apr 14, 2024 16:02:27 GMT -5
(hey friendddddd)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 25, 2024 21:56:18 GMT -5
(Working on a reply currently, m'love.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 27, 2024 13:34:29 GMT -5
Abeee
(I'm gonna realign these a bit. I'm struggling to catch the spark with a couple of them because it's been so long. x.x My apologies, lovely.)
--- (You always RP kits so well. I love how innocent and gentle the lot is here with Harbinger.) "Kits can partake in the festival, sure," Harbinger replied to Dewkit with a warm purr. "Not romantically though- that's... heavily discouraged. Kits usually give small tokens to each other as friends or to their family as offerings of slight affection." "Oh that's so cool!" Meadowkit beamed as she bounced from foot to foot. "Dewy, we could make little trinkets for Papa and Dad! OH and Fawnstripe too!" the she-cat began shuffling her paws in excitement. "Harbinger, you're just the coolest! Do you know where Sunnyarch is? Could he show us?" "Well, well, well... let's see. Where is my eldest child?" Harbinger opened his mouth to get a better range through the bustling wildness of the camp. Three familiar scents came to him immediately and he pushed to his paws. "Come, come, children. Let's go talk to the warrior then- shall we?" with a flick of his tail, Harbinger set out across the camp with his new friends closely in toe. Despite the endless sound around him, he kept himself conscious of noises too close- talking or footfall any less than a tail-length away meant he was about to run into someone. And there was the ever-suppressed counting of his steps. The Training Hollow was exactly thirty paces from where Sunny usually liked to sit. Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen... "Hi, Harbinger! How are you today? It seems you've gathered a few ducklings!" came the warm purr from a familiar voice and it made the eyeless tom smile. "Yes, I've made a few new friends today, Hyenaspots! We're off to bother my son." "Ah, bother away then." Harbinger dipped his head to the deputy as they walked past her. Twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, twenty six...
"I'm just saying, Pearl! You can't just sit around all the time with your head in the clouds and butterflies in your brain. You need to make friends, I don't know- find a love interest- do more besides just sulk around camp and talk to your snail..." "Flash is my best friend," came the soft reply from Harbinger's own flesh and blood- his daughter, Pearlshell. "He's very good to me. Mother died to rescue him." "Mother..." Sunnyarch sighed. "Opal, hon, can you help me out here?" Before Pearlshell's twin had time to speak, Harbinger announced himself with a soft clear of his throat. "Daddy!" Pearlshell greeted warmly as she pushed to her paw and headed over to him. The hairless pink she-cat affectionately nuzzled under the warrior's cheek as their loud purrs filled the space between them. "You're warm. Basking again? Not too much sun I hope!" "I was in the shade- promise! I have witnesses." Harbingerstrike swept his tail across the heads of the legion of kits who had swarmed him. "My newfound friends. Dewkit, Meadowkit, Rootkit, and Whitekit." "Well hey guys!" Sunnyarch greeted with a warm purr. "Who's rugrats are these again? I know Dewy and Meadow are Palesmoke and Fogspell's kits." "Rootkit and Whitekit are Galecry's bunch," Pearlshell purred as she lowered her head and looked at the bunch of kits with wide, gentle blue eyes. "Hello, little ones. My name is Pearlshell. This is my twin sister- Opalsmoke." She flicked her hairless tail toward her gray splotched littermate who sported Witheredleaf's green eyes. "And my brother, Sunnyarch." "He's so handsome," Meadowkit whispered softly, her eyes wide as she looked up at the yellow and brown tom who was still a heartthrob despite himself. Sunny gave a shake of his fur and greeted his step-father with a lick between the ears. "What are you all up to today? Snail hunting?" "Sunny!" Pearl exclaimed as she gave Flash- who was nestled beside her left ear- a tap on the shell. "Oh, sorry. Uhm... acorn... hunting?" ~ "Ridiculous! All my years as a warrior in this valley and I've never had to deal with a porcupine," groaned Fogspell as Venomcinder gently began to pry the painful quills from his paws. Fogspell hissed in pain through his clenched teeth and looked away, wincing as another spine was pulled from his flesh. He smiled softly at the cat who had come with him- his and Palesmoke's first kit- Fawnstripe. She'd been a bit more distant as of late- since her and Cloverblade had become official- of course. But the last few days or so, she'd been very attentive with both himself and his mate. She'd even offered to go hunting as a family and it had been a wonderful time... until Fogspell chased a squirrel into the hollow of a tree and was met with a very angry porcupine who happened to live there. He winced when another quill was pulled from his chest area. His eyes watered and he held Palesmoke's gaze instead- his mate looking ever-worried as he usually did when anything happened to the older tom. "I'm not going to die, you know. It just hurts a bit... ouch! ... okay, okay. It hurts a lot." "At least none of them got in your mouth or buried into your throat. That one on your cheek is going to hurt a lot though," Vinnie told him softly as he pulled another quill. "I'll do those last. It should give the poppy seeds and dandelion some time to kick in." "Bless you," he murmured as a tear rolled through his gray fur. Fogspell's gaze flickered between his mate and eldest born and then he sighed. "Not how I planned to end our family outing. Sorry, guys." ~ "Go on," Cinnamonsky replied as she curled her tail around her paws. "Talk to me. I know my kits better than anyone alive... maybe I can help you navigate an approach to best calm her. Rosepetal is like her other sisters- she's proud and sassy and also... a wee bit dramatic. Not in a bad way- of course. Her feelings are very valid and she's allowed to feel them. But sometimes her emotions get away from her. It requires a certain kind of touch, so to say, to reel her back in. So tell me, dear boy, what occurred just now that would send my dearest Rosie skirting into my nest like a wounded apprentice." ~ (And of course, you have my response for Ambercreek. <3) ~ "I'm still around," Witheredleaf whispered softly as she licked his cheek. "One needs only seek me out." She turned on her paws and headed back into the rows and rows of starry warriors. (Who are we missing now? I've lost count. xD Who's next?)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 27, 2024 14:11:52 GMT -5
3rd Dove and Almond litter: 5 Pollenkit (Pollenshade)- brown and cream she-cat with amber eyes. Wise and patient, Pollenshade was born to help others. She was always the one watching out for her brothers- even though if you asked them, she was the defenseless one. When Eagleoak, her half-brother, asked if she would like to train under him and the other medicine cats, Pollenshade wasted no time in accepting and quickly found her place among the gentle souls of some of CloudClan’s most gifted healers in its history. She was very much inspired by Cypressprayer and was obsessed with understanding her skills so one day she too, could be as beloved and essential to the survival of her clan. The one thing this benevolent soul does not appreciate however is disloyalty and that has always made her rather distrusting of strangers; and while patient, Pollenshade wont forgive easily. Once you have wronged her, it’ll be sometime before you come back her way. She does love her family despite all the baggage and many, many, many characters among them. She handles her mother’s fretting with a level head, isnt phased by the intensity of Riverflower or Nectarsong, even finds her nephew Snowglen tolerable most days. Yet she would be the first to tell her it all gets a little much sometimes when it feels like half the clan calls your mom… well, mom. || Kit/future Medicine Cat. || Daughter of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Littermate to: Thrushflight, Brindleheart,... and ...., half-sister to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger sister to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || cowbird. Thrushkit (Thrushflight)- stormy cloud gray tom with sandy coloring under his chin, belly, half his chest and the inside of his legs. || cowbird || Brindlekit (Brindleheart)- cream, golden-brown and white brindled she-cat with amber eyes. || cowbird || Kit #4- Chris Kit #5- Chris ~Canarykit(Canarydusk)- where. in. the. hell. did. this. dude. come. from. Everyone asks the same question and thinks the same thing when they see the fireball of his mother and father. Almondthicket often jokes that Canarydusk is his and Doveheart's punishment for their sins. He's joking, of course... mostly. Canarydusk- or 'Dary' as he calls himself and is known throughout the clan- puzzled Doveheart from the moment he was born. All of her kits have somewhat similar pelt colors with gray, brown, tan, cream, white, or black. But then Dary was born an orange tabby with a body build that didn't belong to her or Almondthicket. And this kid came out screaming. 'Sounds like a canary's song!' was the comment Eagleoak made. And thus... Canarydusk screeched his way into existence. Canarydusk is a very attractive tom. He was taller than his father by the time he was halfway through his apprenticeship and it's 100% leg and neck. He has an angled face, sharp jawline, large, tufted ears, long legs, a long tail, long neck, and long incisors that stick out of either side of his mouth. Dary's base coat is a rich cream but is covered in blanket of orange tabby markings. His hind feet are splashed in a creamsicle orange and his front feet are just cream. The base of his tail is striped but the rest of it is the same cream color. He has long, cream colored whiskers and miscolored eyes. His left eye is violet and his right eye is blue. Dary has an unruly patch of fur between his ears that never lies flat but many say it just adds to his devilish charm. Canarydusk is known for quite a few things: having Riverflower's sharp tongue, Beebounce's playful nature, and a heavy splash of his own arrogance. Dary knows he's beautiful. He knows he's cunning. He knows he's a good warrior. And he won't soon let you forget it either. Canarydusk is extremely protective of his family and he'll never hesitate for a good old-fashioned scrap. Yes- those two things are related. Watch your tongue around him... especially about Cloverdream and Onesight. || Littermate of Brindleheart, Thrushflight, Pollenshade, and Cloverdream. Son of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Half-brother to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger brother to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || Pansexual (fortunately for everyone) and polyamorous (unfortunate for everyone). || Goldenstar. || ~Cloverkit(Cloverdream)- known to be a bit of a daddy's girl, Cloverdream had a bit of a rough start to life. She was the runt of her litter and was born late, last, and the smallest. When her eyes eventually opened, only the left one did. The right took an extra two weeks to start opening at all and when it finally did, the actual ball of her eye was infected and the medicine cats ended up removing it to cause her less discomfort in the long run. Clover started covering her 'bad eye' with a clover leaf to make her appearance more subtle. The loss of her eye doesn't ever bother her and she has persevered regardless and trained mercilessly to be a warrior. As for her looks, Cloverdream gets a lot of her color from her mother and father and is undeniably their kit. She is petite with short fur but she has a very plush and fluffy tail. She also has big ears and long, white whiskers. Her tail, paws, muzzle, and upper throat fur is all a dusty, soft, rosy cream color and the rest of her is just cream. Her remaining iris is a light pink shade. Cloverdream is known for her gentle disposition and quiet determination. She is very family oriented and loves, loves, LOVES that she has so much kin. She is very close to her sister- Brindleheart- and counts the molly as her best friend. Also very close to her older brother, Beebounce. || Littermate of Brindleheart, Thrushflight, Pollenshade, and Canarydusk. Daughter of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Half-sister to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger sister to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || Heterosexual. Demisexual. || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by cowbird on Apr 28, 2024 7:23:38 GMT -5
3rd Dove and Almond litter: 5 Pollenkit (Pollenshade)- brown and cream she-cat with amber eyes. Wise and patient, Pollenshade was born to help others. She was always the one watching out for her brothers- even though if you asked them, she was the defenseless one. When Eagleoak, her half-brother, asked if she would like to train under him and the other medicine cats, Pollenshade wasted no time in accepting and quickly found her place among the gentle souls of some of CloudClan’s most gifted healers in its history. She was very much inspired by Cypressprayer and was obsessed with understanding her skills so one day she too, could be as beloved and essential to the survival of her clan. The one thing this benevolent soul does not appreciate however is disloyalty and that has always made her rather distrusting of strangers; and while patient, Pollenshade wont forgive easily. Once you have wronged her, it’ll be sometime before you come back her way. She does love her family despite all the baggage and many, many, many characters among them. She handles her mother’s fretting with a level head, isnt phased by the intensity of Riverflower or Nectarsong, even finds her nephew Snowglen tolerable most days. Yet she would be the first to tell her it all gets a little much sometimes when it feels like half the clan calls your mom… well, mom. || Kit/future Medicine Cat. || Daughter of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Littermate to: Thrushflight, Brindleheart,... and ...., half-sister to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger sister to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || cowbird. Thrushkit (Thrushflight)- stormy cloud gray tom with sandy coloring under his chin, belly, half his chest and the inside of his legs. || cowbird || Brindlekit (Brindleheart)- cream, golden-brown and white brindled she-cat with amber eyes. || cowbird || Kit #4- Chris Kit #5- Chris ~Canarykit(Canarydusk)- where. in. the. hell. did. this. dude. come. from. Everyone asks the same question and thinks the same thing when they see the fireball of his mother and father. Almondthicket often jokes that Canarydusk is his and Doveheart's punishment for their sins. He's joking, of course... mostly. Canarydusk- or 'Dary' as he calls himself and is known throughout the clan- puzzled Doveheart from the moment he was born. All of her kits have somewhat similar pelt colors with gray, brown, tan, cream, white, or black. But then Dary was born an orange tabby with a body build that didn't belong to her or Almondthicket. And this kid came out screaming. 'Sounds like a canary's song!' was the comment Eagleoak made. And thus... Canarydusk screeched his way into existence. Canarydusk is a very attractive tom. He was taller than his father by the time he was halfway through his apprenticeship and it's 100% leg and neck. He has an angled face, sharp jawline, large, tufted ears, long legs, a long tail, long neck, and long incisors that stick out of either side of his mouth. Dary's base coat is a rich cream but is covered in blanket of orange tabby markings. His hind feet are splashed in a creamsicle orange and his front feet are just cream. The base of his tail is striped but the rest of it is the same cream color. He has long, cream colored whiskers and miscolored eyes. His left eye is violet and his right eye is blue. Dary has an unruly patch of fur between his ears that never lies flat but many say it just adds to his devilish charm. Canarydusk is known for quite a few things: having Riverflower's sharp tongue, Beebounce's playful nature, and a heavy splash of his own arrogance. Dary knows he's beautiful. He knows he's cunning. He knows he's a good warrior. And he won't soon let you forget it either. Canarydusk is extremely protective of his family and he'll never hesitate for a good old-fashioned scrap. Yes- those two things are related. Watch your tongue around him... especially about Cloverdream and Onesight. || Littermate of Brindleheart, Thrushflight, Pollenshade, and Cloverdream. Son of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Half-brother to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger brother to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || Pansexual (fortunately for everyone) and polyamorous (unfortunate for everyone). || Goldenstar. || ~Cloverkit(Cloverdream)- known to be a bit of a daddy's girl, Cloverdream had a bit of a rough start to life. She was the runt of her litter and was born late, last, and the smallest. When her eyes eventually opened, only the left one did. The right took an extra two weeks to start opening at all and when it finally did, the actual ball of her eye was infected and the medicine cats ended up removing it to cause her less discomfort in the long run. Clover started covering her 'bad eye' with a clover leaf to make her appearance more subtle. The loss of her eye doesn't ever bother her and she has persevered regardless and trained mercilessly to be a warrior. As for her looks, Cloverdream gets a lot of her color from her mother and father and is undeniably their kit. She is petite with short fur but she has a very plush and fluffy tail. She also has big ears and long, white whiskers. Her tail, paws, muzzle, and upper throat fur is all a dusty, soft, rosy cream color and the rest of her is just cream. Her remaining iris is a light pink shade. Cloverdream is known for her gentle disposition and quiet determination. She is very family oriented and loves, loves, LOVES that she has so much kin. She is very close to her sister- Brindleheart- and counts the molly as her best friend. Also very close to her older brother, Beebounce. || Littermate of Brindleheart, Thrushflight, Pollenshade, and Canarydusk. Daughter of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Half-sister to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger sister to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || Heterosexual. Demisexual. || Goldenstar. || (UM I LOVE THEM? ? Dary already has my love lmaooo. this is gonna be Dove's most eclectic litter yet)
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Post by cowbird on Apr 28, 2024 7:24:57 GMT -5
(I had already started Ambercreek's reply but I dont know how to make it as emotionally charged as I want it to be. ill wrap it up so i can dedicate the rest of the day to the other replies)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 28, 2024 11:01:16 GMT -5
Cloverdream
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 28, 2024 11:09:45 GMT -5
Canarydusk- color design and line work
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Post by Treeheart on Apr 28, 2024 22:26:29 GMT -5
HIII!! I'M- HERE 😭 AND I'M SO SORRY, I MISSED YOU GUYS!!!
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 28, 2024 22:44:11 GMT -5
HIII!! I'M- HERE 😭 AND I'M SO SORRY, I MISSED YOU GUYS!!! (Welcome back!!!)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 28, 2024 23:25:29 GMT -5
(*pops knuckles*)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 1:44:13 GMT -5
Apprentices to Mentors Snowpaw(cowbird)- Briartalon(Goldenstar) Desertpaw(Goldenstar)- Jackalfang(Goldenstar) Duskpaw(Treeheart)- Maroonfeather(Treeheart) Badgerpaw(Goldenstar)- Palesmoke(cowbird) Beepaw(Goldenstar)- Heronwing(cowbird) Doepaw(cowbird)- Garnetlace(Goldenstar) Hawkpaw(cowbird)- Dapplebelly(cowbird) Nightpaw(cowbird)- Woodenspire(Goldenstar) Cinderpaw(cowbird)- Rowanberry and Umberpatch(Goldenstar) Dawnpaw(cowbird)- Lilybrook(Treeheart) Gorsepaw(cowbird)- Swanpoppy(cowbird) Speckledpaw(cowbird)- Galecry(cowbird) Blackpaw(cowbird)- Quietmouse(Goldenstar) Morningpaw(cowbird)- Elmshadow(Goldenstar) Aspenpaw(Goldenstar)- Mahoganyfur(cowbird) Ashpaw(Goldenstar)- Patchear(Treeheart) Alderpaw(Goldenstar)- Shatteredlake(Goldenstar) Flowerpaw(Goldenstar)- Bronzeeagle(Goldenstar) Echopaw(Goldenstar)- Redmouse(cowbird) Emberpaw(Goldenstar)- Snowdapple(Goldenstar) Lindenpaw(Goldenstar)- Rosecrown(Treeheart) Vinepaw(Goldenstar)- Obsidianspire(Goldenstar) Walnutpaw(Goldenstar)- Jayrush(Goldenstar) Moonpaw(Goldenstar)- Cicadascreech(Treeheart) Starpaw(Goldenstar)- Browncolt(Goldenstar) Flowerpaw(cowbird)- Stagcall(Treeheart) Sparrowpaw(cowbird)- Labyrinthrunner(Goldenstar) Owlpaw(cowbird)- Dandelionbriar(Treeheart) Dewpaw(cowbird)- Sunnyarch(Goldenstar) Meadowpaw(Goldenstar)- Sparrowtalon(Treeheart) Olivepaw(cowbird)- Thornsilk(Treeheart) Whitepaw(cowbird) and Rootpaw(cowbird)- Harbingerstrike(Goldenstar), Crowcharm(Goldenstar), Ravenhex(Goldenstar) Sparrowpaw(Goldenstar)- Clearflutter(Goldenstar) Cricketpaw(Goldenstar)- Lionstreak(Treeheart) Songpaw(Treeheart)- Topazloch(Goldenstar) Skypaw(Treeheart)- Leopardtempt(Goldenstar) Everpaw(Treeheart)- Tinderspark(Goldenstar) Ravenpaw(Treeheart)- Mountainhush(Goldenstar) Daypaw(Goldenstar)- Opalsmoke(Treeheart) Currantpaw(Goldenstar)- Frostedbranch(Goldenstar)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 1:45:28 GMT -5
(I did something a little different to fill in the mentor/apprentices this time...
I used a picker wheel to decide which of us three at random would Rp the cat who mentors the apprentice. Then I scrolled through the pages and would just close my eyes and point to a random name and that's the cat who gets to mentor.
I actually really liked the outcome and I think I'll do it more often.
What do y'all think?)
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Post by Treeheart on Apr 29, 2024 2:07:54 GMT -5
(I did something a little different to fill in the mentor/apprentices this time... I used a picker wheel to decide which of us three at random would Rp the cat who mentors the apprentice. Then I scrolled through the pages and would just close my eyes and point to a random name and that's the cat who gets to mentor. I actually really liked the outcome and I think I'll do it more often. What do y'all think?) Aw, that's so fun! It also seems easier than having to really think about it, because in this case we get to see fun dynamics based on who gets paired with who!
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 2:53:37 GMT -5
☁ A L L E G I A N C E S ☁
K I T S
~Dovekit(Dovechime)- a firecracker this one, Dovechime is... a bit of an oddball. She takes a lot after her uncle, Obsidianspire, when it comes to physical traits and attitude. I won't tell you that she's mean- because she isn't. She can just be... eh... difficult. She is known to be a hothead and can fly off the handle at any moment- something that made her quite difficult to train and even harder to raise. She has definitely been one to give her parents a run for their money- Stars bless their souls. Dovechime- Chimes- is a pretty thing and she's all about how she looks. She has charcoal gray fur so dark it's nearly black and darker classic tabby markings along her flanks, shoulders, and hips. She has soot black paws, ear-tips, and tail, as well as black eyeliner. Her nose, ears, lips, and paw pads are also charcoal gray and she has long, dark whiskers. Her fur is soft and velvety like her mothers' and she has a few random white specks in her tail fur, chest fur, cheek fur, along her back, and one on her nose. Her eyes are miscolored- the left is amber and the right is blue. Dovechime can come off as incredibly arrogant... and don't get me wrong, she is definitely a fan of herself, but not the point of being blind to her faults. Chimes can be overly critical of herself and tends to over-analyze everything she does because she's always wanting to be better. She loves being alone but doesn't mind at all good company if it's someone she feels like she can have an intellectual conversation with. Dovechime partially got her name from a birthmark she has on her forehead- a single white blaze between her eyes. || Litter-mate to Lyricfaith and Sunwater. Half-sibling of: Dandelionroot, Briartalon, Alderfall, Rosequill, Sageleaf, Smokefern, and Honeypatch. Daughter of Umberpatch and Milkflower for Sparrowtalon and Eagleoak. || Spirit Stone: Black Diamond. || Bisexual- prefers she-cats. || Goldenstar. ||
-Lyrickit(Lyricfaith)- a pretty thing, the reason for her name being quite clear. Her fur is medium-length yet thick, a creamy white with dark brown marbled patterns. She has a baby pink nose and ears along with big hazel eyes. One thing she does quite obviously get from her dear dad Umberpatch is that one of her eyes is partially blind, the same one as him. || Litter-mate to Dovechime and Sunwater. Half-sibling of: Dandelionroot, Briartalon, Alderfall, Rosequill, Sageleaf, Smokefern, and Honeypatch. Daughter of Umberpatch and Milkflower for Sparrowtalon and Eagleoak. || Spirit Stone: Fire Opal. || Treeheart. ||
Sunkit(Sunwater)- sleek, short-haired cream she-cat with brown paws, face mask, brown pointy ears and a partially brown tail that are all the syrupy shade of the brown on her mother’s pelt. She sports heterochromia from her father’s line, with one eye being an odd but warm yellowish-green (hence why she was named Sunkit) and the other a perfect shade of blue (thus- ‘Sunwater’). She was an odd one in her litter being the only one with a thinner pelt and she tends to get cold very easily which didnt make her first few moons of life too easy. Being cold seems to be the only thing to wear the ball of joy down as Sunwater has always been positive and go with the flow kinda cat. She looks the most like her mother in body structure among her littermates and takes great pride in that, but is honestly a lot more fascinated in her three fathers and the dynamics they share both between them and as individuals. She takes her positivity from her bio father Umberpatch and the two of them are often seen badgering Eagleoak to stop fretting all the time and being an awkward honeybee. Sunwater grew up with so many parents watching over her and add three older brothers? Oh she knew JUST how to wrap them around her paws. Sunwater tends to be a little aloof which got her in trouble a lot as an apprentice, but who doesnt love a little brain fluff here and there? || Kit/warrior. || Sexuality rather undefined- she hardly thinks about cats beyond if they wanna play and joke around or not so she could be asexual or just hasnt found someone to make it click for her yet. We’ll know when she knows. || Youngest and smallest of Milkflower and Umberpatch’s kits for Sparrowtalon and Eagleoak. Littermate of Dovechime and Lyricfaith. Half-sister to Dandelionroot, Briartalon, Alderfall, Sageleaf, Rosequill, Smokefern and Honeypatch. || cowbird.||
-Kestrelkit(Kestreldapple)- With clear Berylclan influence in some of her looks, __kit is a tall yet thick furred molly. Her base is black with small patches of ginger, noticeably on her left flank, right shoulder, and over both of her ears. She has white spotting around her throat, chest, and underbelly. Her shoulders and her long tail are speckled with brown and pale gray. Her long whiskers are pure white as well, and she has a single silver spot over her left eye that stands out against her overall dark pelt. Her eyes are the same molten orange as her grandfather. || Fallenfire and Shadowpixie's kit for Risingsun. Sister to Flurrystorm, Cinnamonfrost , and Marblemoth. Half-sister to Robintrill, Zirconshield, Elkprancer, and Fadednight. || Treeheart. ||
-Flurrykit(Flurrystorm)- Though she is stocky, she does often times appear bigger than she truly is beneath her thick fur. She's a deep brown with pure white blended in, as if snow had settled within her pelt and clung. She has black tabby stripes across her shoulders, back, and flanks. She has ashy gray covering her toes, lining her eyes and covering her small ears. Her tail is a cute bob and her eyes are a sharp, misty blue. || Fallenfire and Shadowpixie's kit for Risingsun. Sister to Kestreldapple, Cinnamonfrost , and Marblemoth. Half-sister to Zirconshield, Fadednight, Elkprancer, and Robintrill. || Treeheart. ||
~Cinnamonkit(Cinnamonfrost)- named after Cinnamonstar as the once-great leader's mind started to deteriorate from dementia. Cinnamonfrost- or 'Nami' as she is affectionately nicknamed, is the perfect middle ground of her "three" parents. She is a medium-sized she-cat with long, thick fur. Nami is a big unique, as she is the only one in her family to be a chimera- or at least a partial one. Her base pelt is cream with multi-brown shading as well as brown stripe patterns on the front left side of her body and some leopard-like brown dappling on her hind left leg. She has a cream tail from the center to the tip, cream under-tail, both her left paws are cream, cream throat and chest, cream chin, and cream cranial blaze. She has a dark, umber-cinnamon color that crosses through a large portion of her pelt. This unusual shade also blankets the right side of her head, neck, the entire right side of her body, back, upper left flank, and the upper portion of her tail. Her eyes are a startling, starlight blue- something she proudly gets from her mother. Cinnamonfrost is a patient, kind, and wise-beyond-her-years molly with more calmness in her left toe than most of Goldenstar's kin have in their entire body. She isn't quick to rise or anger and is known for her soft temperament and motherly-like disposition. She is very close to her maternal grandfather- Onyxlegend- as well as her uncle, Thundercurse. She is very protective of her kin and very proud of her lineage... on all three sides. There is Gem Warrior blood coursing through her veins. And Nami will proudly speak on it any chance she gets. || Fallenfire and Shadowpixie's kit for Risingsun. Sister to Kestreldapple, Flurrystorm, and Marblemoth. Half-sister to Elkprancer, Zirconshield, Robintrill, and Fadednight. || Demisexual. || Spirit Stone: Ruby. || Goldenstar. ||
~Marblekit(Marblemoth)(Arrie)- oh the apple didn't fall far from the tree with this one. Marblemoth, or just Marble, or Arrie, or 'Arby' is... every bit of Shadowpixie's nervous little girl. And boy, does she have the receipt to prove it. Arrie, is... well... beautiful. And she just so happens to look the most like her mom out of the bunch. Marblemoth sports a plushy, silky soft pelt that is mostly white. Her coloration comes in the form of black 'sleeves' on her front legs, black ears, and eyeliner. She also has faded black swirls on the sides of her neck and flanks as well as black coloration splashed up her upper thighs. She has a black dapple over her right eye and odd, lovely heart-like shapes stamped on her very fluffy tail. Like her mother, Arrie has crystal blue eyes. Despite her gentleness and lovely appearance, Arrie is critically anxiety-ridden and suffers from panic attacks and an entire list of phobias and nerve disorders. She cries a lot and was bullied as an apprentice for her "weak heart". Marblemoth is known for her soft voice and tender nature. She tends to shy away from any kind of confrontation and crowds and loud noises make her very, very, very nervous. || Fallenfire and Shadowpixie's kit for Risingsun. Sister to Kestreldapple, Flurrystorm, and Cinnamonfrost. Half-sister to Elkprancer, Robintrill, Fadednight, and Zirconshield. || Spirit Stone: Tiger Eye. || Goldenstar. ||
~Cinderkit(Cinderblitz)- a peculiar looking tom with grand mixtures of all who he shares his blood with. The base of his pelt is a silky black-like brown, but that's as simple as it gets for that part. All four of his feet have white socks and a good portion of his tail is white too- clear to the tip. On his right legs above the socks, he has patches of yellow fur with gray tiger-like stripes cutting through them. This same pattern can be seen on his left shoulder blade, across his back, and masking the left side of his face. His left ear is the darker color of his base pelt, but his right ear is white. He has pink features and bright, brilliant blue eyes. Cinderblitz holds a lot of his mother's Inkclan features, with sharper ears and a strong immune system. His body build is much more like Brightwish's own, but his pelt texture is definitely that of Pastellight. Blitz is known for his compassionate nature, mature mindset, and readiness to learn. It was said from the time he was born that Morningstar took an interest in him. The lad is unique and eager to soak up the world. And he'll do it with a stroke of humility and a humble heart. || Child of Pastellight and Brightwish. Littermate to Morningrise and Emberkiss. Older sibling of Honeyfleck, Peachfeather, Mottledmoon, Tornpetal, and Splitcherry. || Bisexual- prefers she-cats. || Goldenstar. ||
-Emberkit(Emberkiss)- his amber and black tortoiseshell pattern is taken directly from his dad's split DNA, only it made up most, if not all of his fur like a "normal" pelt pattern would, though tail, chest, and underbelly are slightly plumed. His fur is mainly tortoiseshell, though his face is mainly white with a shock of his mother's Inking that runs from his nose, between his eyes, swirling underneath them, like flame, and then fading into the rest of the amber shades. His nose and pawpads are dark, and both of his eyes are light yellow. || Child of Pastellight and Brightwish. Littermate to Morningrise and Cinderblitz. Older sibling of Honeyfleck, Peachfeather, Mottledmoon, Tornpetal and Splitcherry. || Treeheart. ||
-Morningkit(Morningrise)- his pelt is a cool, curly, medium-length cream with white paws and a feathered tail with white at the tip. He gained his mother's gorgeous Inking as well, though the yellow hue of hers is instead replaced with black. His chest and underbelly are slightly plumed, his build is slim, and his ears are pointed. His eyes are odd, one being a shining sky blue and the other being a pale yellow. || Child of Pastellight and Brightwish. Littermate to Emberkiss and Cinderblitz. Older sibling of Honeyfleck, Peachfeather, Mottledmoon, Tornpetal and Splitcherry. || Treeheart. ||
~Strawberrykit(Strawberrydusk)- oh. my. God. What an absolute beauty she is. And man, oh man... does she know it. Strawberrydusk was born the first kit in her litter of four and has always been the most outgoing, headstrong, and vocal of her bunch. It definitely doesn't help that her best friends are her older siblings- Cashewfleck and Boysenberrybranch. And those two are... loud. 'Strella' is known for two things: her good looks and her attitude. And she wants you to know about both. For whatever reason, Strawberrydusk is the oddity of her family and is tail, lithe, and lean with plushy, velvet-like fur. Her tail is thick, plumed, and curly and she has a thicker 'mane' of fur along her throat and cheeks. Her left ear is folded at the tip of her right ear stands all the way up. Strella's pelt is a mixture of soft, complimentary colors with the base shade being a cream so pale it's nearly white. Nearly. Not quite. The tips of her toes, her cheeks, her joints, nose, and ears are all brushed in a soft, delicate berry pink. The color darkens a bit and stripes her thick, fluffy tail as well as the thicker fur along her throat and face. This color carries into her lower back, along her spine, and on her shoulder and hind flanks. Darker swirls of pink also dip into the main parts of her body. Strella has soft, dreamy blue eyes and long, white whiskers that curl at the end. Unlike her baby sister, Kiwiberry, Strella has zero desire to figure out who her biological parents are or worry about where they came from or why they didn't want their kits. She has her family and it's an incredible work of art which is far better than anything they were given at birth. Strawberrydusk adores her extended family and is ferociously loyal and protective of them. Yes- her blood kin... but also her adopted siblings and her parents. The last cat who spoke out of turn about her mothers in her presence was Cyrus. And he has a lovely scar to remind him to never do it again. || Heterosexual. I'd say she's poly but... that's probably unfair to those of us who are. || Biological sister to Kiwiberry, Applefrost, and Mulberrydance. Adopted daughter of Cherryseed and Peartree. Adopted sister of Cashewfleck, Pecanbriar, Hazelnut, Elderwish, Limewood. Lemonrush, Boysenberrybranch, and Clemintinecoat. || Goldenstar. ||
~Kiwikit(Kiwiberry)- oh the sweet, soft thing that she is. Kiwiberry, even though she isn't the necessary runt of her litter (trust me, everyone knows that's Mulberrydance), is definitely the... meekest of the bunch. Kiwiberry adores her Big Sister Strawberrydusk but absolutely loathes the fact that she doesn't have a single solitary drop of her confidence. And she should. She really should. Kiwiberry is... absolutely lovely. She, like Mulberrydance, is an unusually small creature with below average height and size. And the peculiarity doesn't stop here. Kiwi has... a really, really, really long tail. Like. Unusually long. And very fluffy- but not like... unruly fluffy. Just... thick. And silky. (She cleans it constantly.) Kiwiberry also has ears that fold over instead of standing straight (but she has a little control over them and can switch between just the tips being folded or them being creased entirely.) Kiwiberry, like her sister, has a soft, blush pink base coat. Her throat, chest, and underbelly are all a cream so pale its almost white. Almost. Not quite. A soft gray color that's almost dark enough to be brown stripes the lower half of her tail, splashes the left side of her face, and covers her right ear (all but the tip- that's cream on both). She has a fluffy patch of fur between her ears and long, curly white whiskers. She has a birthmark shaped like a heart in a darker pinky peach color on her left shoulder and her eyes are a deep, gentle amber-orange. She is incredibly softspoken, kind, and shy and can often be found hiding behind her siblings. She is so timid and quiet that Kiwiberry often gets lost in the glow of Strawberrydusk and Applefrost. It's honestly okay with her. She prefers it that way... for the most part. || Heterosexual. || Biological sister to Strawberrydusk, Applefrost, and Mulberrydance. Adopted daughter of Cherryseed and Peartree. Adopted sister of Cashewfleck, Pecanbriar, Hazelnut, Elderwish, Limewood. Lemonrush, Boysenberrybranch, and Clemintinecoat. || Goldenstar. ||
-Applekit(Applefrost)- A small and gentle tom with deep peach fur and multiple patterns of white, including socks that travel up his legs, splotches that dot his shoulder and left flank, dip his tailtip, cover his nose, and highlight above his eyes. He has a nearly heart-shaped patch of white on his chest. His inner ears and nose are a soft pink, and his eyes are a bright, watery blue. || Kit of Cherryseed and Peartree || Treeheart ||
-Mulberrykit(Mulberrydance) - The clear runt of the litter, Mulberrydance is an unusually small she-cat with beautiful cream-colored fur, while her back is shaded with a ruddy red. That same red color can be seen again as faded stripes about her tail, legs, and face. Where those stripes are, her fur is a little longer. She has doe-like blue eyes, dotted with hazel around her pupils. || Kit of Cherryseed and Peartree || Treeheart ||
~Chestnutkit(Chestnutstem)- handsome brown tom with yellow eyes. || Hazellace's kit by an unnamed father. Brother to Hickoryheart. || Goldenstar.||
~Hickorykit(Hickoryheart)- handsome red brown with amber eyes. || Hazellace's kit by an unnamed father. Brother to Chestnutstem. || Goldenstar. ||
future kits
~Daisykit(Daisytuft)- named for Cloverblade's favorite flower, Daisytuft inherited every ounce of her mother's beauty. And is damn proud of it. She is a simply pretty yellow she-cat with gray stripes on her legs, tail, and masking her face. Her ears, muzzle, paws, and tailtip are all a slightly different shade of gray than her stripes. Her eyes are pale blue. No one is quite sure where the gray color pointing from Daisy came from- Cloverblade thinks maybe it was his father. Daisy has medium length fur and a long, fluffy tail that she obsessively grooms and always has twined with daises. Or whatever flower she likes that day but she does really love daisies. Daisytuft is a softspoken molly and excels in organizing, planning, and cleaning. She's always the first one to volunteer to do "apprentice work"- especially if it involves clearing out nests or helping the medicine cats. Daisytuft doesn't like getting dirty- something that frustrated her mentor to no end during training because she would stop every ten minutes to clean her paws and groom her tail. She is a MUCH better hunter than she is a fighter, but as for a loyal and committed gal? There is none more so than sweet Daisy Gray. || Littermate to Hayprancer, Stagleap, Clovershine, and Fogbird. Daughter of Cloverblade and Fawnstripe. || Goldenstar. ||
~Haykit(Hayprancer)- what a momma's boy. Who'da thunk it? When I tell you with a name like 'Hayprancer'- you'd probably think someone small and dainty? Yeah. No. Hay is a... very tall cat. And I do mean... very tall. By the time he was eight moons old, he was already standing a mouse-length taller than his father. Has to be Rockstar's genes! As he's not even necessarily a huge cat, he's just tall. I mean... he's a little muscular, but nothing like some of the brutes the clan has these days. Hayprancer is a lighthearted fellow with a name that definitely matches the heart he has inside. He has extremely short fur but it is very thick and plush- opposite the wiry texture of his father. His pelt is done in mostly yellow tones. Blanketing the upper half of his body is a rich yellow color that has a soft peachy tint. His tail, all four paws, and chin are a cream base with peachy shades all around- that color covers his entire underbelly and throat. Hay has two cream stripes under both his eyes and one across his broad nose. All these subtle pelt hues really bring out the bright blue of his eyes. Like most toms in his family who are as big as he is, Hayprancer is a very gentle giant. He loves to playfight with apprentices and is the best at getting pinecones down from trees for games of fetch. He is nearly overbearingly loyal to the things that make him happy and he is dedicated beyond measure to his mother, father, and family. Oh, and one odd thing about Hay?... He's... actually really graceful for a tom his size. It's how he got the suffix in his name. || Son of Cloverblade and Fawnstripe- first litter. Littermate to Stagleap, Daisytuft, Clovershine and Fogbird. Grandson of Palesmoke and Fogspell and the late Victoryecho. || Bisexual- likes em rowdy. || Goldenstar. ||
Stagkit (Stagleap)- Its not too far fetched to say he got it from his father, but this one is as honorable as it gets. From the get-go, Stagleap was the serious and attentive one, always mindful of what could happen if he makes a certain choice or says a certain thing. He is always first for duty- even beating the deputies when it comes to getting patrols ready and all and his calm and collected demeanor makes him a popular cat among the conservative and older crowd of cats which often makes his sister Clovershine a bit annoyed with him as there are times she cant tell if he is on her side when it comes to certain issues or not. While the two disagree on their fair share of topics and Stagleap privately does share more traditional views of some matters, they were inseparable in their youth and Stagleap always knows that he can count on his sister to keep him from overdoing it- which to him is just as important as how he grounds her. A cat who walks with purpose and speed, Stagleap isnt very distinct visually being a very dark brown tabby tom with his mother’s big yellow eyes. He has a pale scar behind his ear in a training session with his mentor and Sparrowfur and the tip of his tail vanished in a branch-falling accident (once again, as Clovershine would say, from doing too much). While his father is huge and yellow and a kind, wise soul, Stagleap is huge and dark with a much more reserved but also intelligent aura to him. He has his father and his paternal grandmother’s thick, powerful frames with wide shoulders and sports long, muscular legs- which are white stockings too which make him appear even taller to the untrained eye. Stagleap is much too work oriented to find a mate he claims, but unbeknownst to him, he’ll be just like his parents and take one glance at his future forever girl (or guy- he isnt sure yet and it makes him a bit nervous the poor mite) and never, ever look back. || Kit/Warrior. || Son of Cloverblade and Fawnstripe’s first litter. Littermate to Hayprancer, Daisytuft, Clovershine and Fogbird. Grandson of Palesmoke and Fogspell and the late Victoryecho. || cowbird. ||
Cloverkit(Clovershine)- Wow. Just… wow. It's a thing that happens all the time in the Valley, when kin comes out looking and acting just like the family that came before and the rest of the clan purrs at the resemblance (mostly) and for as long as they remember talk about how much so and so looks like their great aunt or long dead cousin. Well a similar thing has happened here and much like the cat this feline resembles, it is a tad bit controversial and disruptive. Clovershine was the youngest of the five kits born to her parents after their short, but fiery love introduction and it was a good thing Fawnstripe had her last or she’d rob the poor queen of all the energy she had left. Personality wise, Clovershine is just truly not to be messed with. She can be fiercely competitive, willing to fight to get her way to the top and win at nearly any cost- only stopping as to not hurt a clanmate. She’s passionate to the core and dedicates her life to snooping for any act of injustice and putting an end to it. She has a deep affinity for the cats the Clan shuns or that keep apart from the rest and she makes it her mission to make them all feel at home- after all the Valley belongs to no one individually, but all collectively. Her determination drives her to be sort of a fire fight fire kinda gal, being a bit sharp tongued and aggressive if pushed to the brink, but she has her brother, the much calmer and reasonable Stagleap to keep her in check. If that sounds a little like someone you know… well Clover’s father thought so too and when looking in his youngest daughter’s eyes it was no doubt that maybe just a little bit of Victoryecho’s spirit resided in the fearless cat. While Stagleap took their father and grandmother’s body types, Clovershine was the clear heir apparent to her grandmother’s legacy and takes great pride in being compared to the legendary warrior. She is very close to her father being the apple of her eye and her inspiration as a warrior to be better, stronger and wiser for her Clan and while she loves her mother dearly, she stuck to Cloverblade’s flank like a burr the moment she could open her eyes. Clovershine is a beautiful cat as well- and the fire and beauty make her a bit of a tricky case when Anlach comes. Clovershine has her mother’s smaller, lighter frame but still packs lean, powerful muscle that makes her a tough opponent in dueling as she has both strength and agility in fairly copious amounts. She has thick, glossy golden and white fur that grants her name and the fur towards her midsection is slightly longer. Her ears are slightly big and straight and they fade to the lightest of golden at the tips which are lightly tufted. She has a thick, plumy fox-like tail like her mother, but the pale ice-blue eyes she sports are the exact same shape, size and intensity as her late grandmother’s- but in the times when she’s laughing, they crinkle the same way that her father’s do. || Kit/Warrior. Dedicated. Fiercely loving. Just that girl. || Daughter of Cloverblade and Fawnstripe’s first litter. Littermate to Stagleap, Daisytuft, Hayprancer and Fogbird. Granddaughter of Fogspell and Palesmoke and the late Victoryecho. || Heterosexual. || cowbird.
Fogkit(Fogbird)- thick-furred, soft-furred very pale silvery-gray she-cat with a thick tail that curls at the end elegantly, a pale gray nose and brilliant, deep blue eyes. The arrival of a fifth kit from little ol' Fawnstripe's womb was quite the surprise to even the medicine cats delivering the kits. It was as if this one had been hiding in the fray, biding her time and appeared jussst when the time was right. Therefore her grandfather Palesmoke always said her birth was a sign of what her future held and maybe, just maybe... he was right. Fogbird grew up to be one of the most skilled and efficent hunters in the clan. She had the patience to wait for the right fish, the lightness to creep up on mice and birds till the last minute and, despite her thick long fur, the speed and accuracy to take down a rabbit before it found the shelter of the meadows. Named after her other maternal grandfather, Fogspell, she grew up to be a lot like him and her knowledge and patience helped her become a well-admired warrior and sought out mentor for many young cats that found themselves in the Valley. Yet, as curses always do, she found herself carrying Fogspell's fickleness when it came to the matters of the heart and emotions. Fogbird has found it very hard to settle down and far too many toms have known her more than she'd like to admit- but she's working on it I guess? She is extremely loyal to her family despite her lack of romantic discipline and often wishes she could emulate her parents marriage. She defends them stoutly against all the naysayers who still couldnt understand how their age difference worked. Her relaxed personality often made her the subject of the energetic and intuitive Clovershine and the two sisters hardly saw eye to eye as young cats, but grew to understand the other as time went on. She was far closer to Daisytuft and loves to spend time with her grandfathers and great-aunt, Mouseear who doted on Fogbird and her littermates since before they opened their eyes. || Kit/future Warrior. || Fifth and youngest kit of Cloverblade and Fawnstripe's first litter. || Littermate to Daisytuft, Hayprancer, Stagleap and Clovershine. Granddaughter of Fogspell and Palesmoke and the late Victoryecho. || Bisexual. || cowbird. ||
Ploverkit(Ploverwing)- lean, slightly smaller than average tom. His pelt is majority a tan-gray color, that takes on a darker shade in the colder moons. This coloring covers the upper part of his face, over his ears and back and tail and all his shoulders. It reaches down to his upper back legs before abruptly changing to a thick strip of black along his flanks. From the muzzle, chest and underbelly fur and legs is a soft white. He has gentle amber eyes that tend to shine brilliantly when caught in the sun. Ploverwing is a demure tom who tends to keep to himself out of shyness and less because he doesnt like anyone. He does love a good laugh however and when the sun sets and the clan gathers after a busy day of hunting and patrolling and all the clan stuff, he tends to seek out the jollier members in the clan and will settle quietly in a corner, purring quietly as they talk about what they talk about. || Kit/Warrior.|| Loves to climb trees but refuses to catch birds in them- an accident as an apprentice made him more than a little wary.|| cowbird.||
Pollenkit (Pollenshade)- brown and cream she-cat with amber eyes. Wise and patient, Pollenshade was born to help others. She was always the one watching out for her brothers- even though if you asked them, she was the defenseless one. When Eagleoak, her half-brother, asked if she would like to train under him and the other medicine cats, Pollenshade wasted no time in accepting and quickly found her place among the gentle souls of some of CloudClan’s most gifted healers in its history. She was very much inspired by Cypressprayer and was obsessed with understanding her skills so one day she too, could be as beloved and essential to the survival of her clan. The one thing this benevolent soul does not appreciate however is disloyalty and that has always made her rather distrusting of strangers; and while patient, Pollenshade wont forgive easily. Once you have wronged her, it’ll be sometime before you come back her way. She does love her family despite all the baggage and many, many, many characters among them. She handles her mother’s fretting with a level head, isnt phased by the intensity of Riverflower or Nectarsong, even finds her nephew Snowglen tolerable most days. Yet she would be the first to tell her it all gets a little much sometimes when it feels like half the clan calls your mom… well, mom. || Kit/future Medicine Cat. || Daughter of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Littermate to: Thrushflight, Brindleheart,... and ...., half-sister to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger sister to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || cowbird.
Thrushkit (Thrushflight)- stormy cloud gray tom with sandy coloring under his chin, belly, half his chest and the inside of his legs. || cowbird ||
Brindlekit (Brindleheart)- cream, golden-brown and white brindled she-cat with amber eyes. || cowbird ||
~Canarykit(Canarydusk)- where. in. the. hell. did. this. dude. come. from. Everyone asks the same question and thinks the same thing when they see the fireball of his mother and father. Almondthicket often jokes that Canarydusk is his and Doveheart's punishment for their sins. He's joking, of course... mostly. Canarydusk- or 'Dary' as he calls himself and is known throughout the clan- puzzled Doveheart from the moment he was born. All of her kits have somewhat similar pelt colors with gray, brown, tan, cream, white, or black. But then Dary was born an orange tabby with a body build that didn't belong to her or Almondthicket. And this kid came out screaming. 'Sounds like a canary's song!' was the comment Eagleoak made. And thus... Canarydusk screeched his way into existence. Canarydusk is a very attractive tom. He was taller than his father by the time he was halfway through his apprenticeship and it's 100% leg and neck. He has an angled face, sharp jawline, large, tufted ears, long legs, a long tail, long neck, and long incisors that stick out of either side of his mouth. Dary's base coat is a rich cream but is covered in blanket of orange tabby markings. His hind feet are splashed in a creamsicle orange and his front feet are just cream. The base of his tail is striped but the rest of it is the same cream color. He has long, cream colored whiskers and miscolored eyes. His left eye is violet and his right eye is blue. Dary has an unruly patch of fur between his ears that never lies flat but many say it just adds to his devilish charm. Canarydusk is known for quite a few things: having Riverflower's sharp tongue, Beebounce's playful nature, and a heavy splash of his own arrogance. Dary knows he's beautiful. He knows he's cunning. He knows he's a good warrior. And he won't soon let you forget it either. Canarydusk is extremely protective of his family and he'll never hesitate for a good old-fashioned scrap. Yes- those two things are related. Watch your tongue around him... especially about Cloverdream and Onesight. || Littermate of Brindleheart, Thrushflight, Pollenshade, and Cloverdream. Son of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Half-brother to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger brother to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || Pansexual (fortunately for everyone) and polyamorous (unfortunate for everyone). || Goldenstar. ||
~Cloverkit(Cloverdream)- known to be a bit of a daddy's girl, Cloverdream had a bit of a rough start to life. She was the runt of her litter and was born late, last, and the smallest. When her eyes eventually opened, only the left one did. The right took an extra two weeks to start opening at all and when it finally did, the actual ball of her eye was infected and the medicine cats ended up removing it to cause her less discomfort in the long run. Clover started covering her 'bad eye' with a clover leaf to make her appearance more subtle. The loss of her eye doesn't ever bother her and she has persevered regardless and trained mercilessly to be a warrior. As for her looks, Cloverdream gets a lot of her color from her mother and father and is undeniably their kit. She is petite with short fur but she has a very plush and fluffy tail. She also has big ears and long, white whiskers. Her tail, paws, muzzle, and upper throat fur is all a dusty, soft, rosy cream color and the rest of her is just cream. Her remaining iris is a light pink shade. Cloverdream is known for her gentle disposition and quiet determination. She is very family oriented and loves, loves, LOVES that she has so much kin. She is very close to her sister- Brindleheart- and counts the molly as her best friend. Also very close to her older brother, Beebounce. || Littermate of Brindleheart, Thrushflight, Pollenshade, and Canarydusk. Daughter of Almondthicket and Doveheart’s 3rd litter. Half-sister to Elknose, Riverflower, Icemoon, Eagleoak, and Lichenfur. Younger sister to Nectarsong, Tinderspark, Onesight, Badgerstreak, Beebounce, Doestep and Hawkswoop. || Heterosexual. Demisexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Wrenkit(Wrenwhisper)- thick-furred, earthy brown she-cat with white paws, underbelly, under-tail, throat, chin, and mouth. She has lynx-tabby markings, tufted ears, and winter-green eyes. || Goldenstar. ||
-Rookkit(Rooksayer)- thick, wild dark gray fur with faded tabby markings and dark liner around his eyes. His ears, paws, and the tip of his tail are a dark brown. His legs are white all the way up to his shoulders and hips and the pale coloration ends in fading dapples along his shoulder-bones and hind-haunches. He has pink pawpads, a pink nose, and sky blue eyes. He's tall, though his build is slightly on the dainty side. || Child of SnowyOwl and Wolfsayer. Littermate to .... Younger sibling of Jay, June, and Jade || Treeheart. ||
~Duskkit(Duskowl)- a pretty, dainty mostly brown-gray she-cat with orange, red, and peach patches and dapples across her pelt. She has tufted ears and long whiskers and a long, feathery tail. She has beautiful teal eyes. || Tumblemoss and Jewelsprite's kit. ||
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~Grovekit(Grovehunter)- an... odd tom to the say the least, Grovehunter is considered strange even by his family's standards. He is tall, broad, handsome, and really... intense? Must get that from his grandpa. No, not Aldershade. His other grandpa. He is easily identifiable as someone with Rockstar's genetics, as he outgrew his mother rather quickly and is thick-shouldered and stout. He has big paws, a square jaw, and a shorter, thicker tail. Grovehunter has thick, dense dark fur that is swirled between black and dark brown. He has chocolate brown paws that faded into the rich darkness of his pelt but his legs are striped with black- a pattern he inherited from his mother. His eyes are a stunning dark golden-ember color and it tends to catch most off guard at first glance. This muscular Warrior tends to come off as intimidating and he doesn't really mean to... It's just how he is. He is a tom that usually doesn't speak a whole lot but what he does have to say is usually relevant or important. He is closest and most comfortable with his family- and in speaking of... Valleylily is his entire world. He will absolutely die for her- without question- and he will kill absolutely anyone to keep her safe. That she-cat hangs the moon and stars in his sky. She has been his 'flower' ever since they were born and he doesn't take his duty as a brother lightly. There are a few other cats who he gets feverishly protective over; one of which is his 'cousin', former mentor, and dear friend- Phoenixscript. Nix can be a little sickly and peculiar at times and it leaves him prone to attacks of psychological warfare and Grovehunter will not allow it. This intense tom can have a heavy temper- from both his mother and his maternal grandmother- Alderthorn- respectively. He also has a sharp tongue- thanks Treeheart- and can be a bit sarcastic and pessimistic. But he is absolutely doing his best and he is a very good Warrior- especially at hunting. He is great and stalking prey in shady areas and it's part of how he got his name. || Son of Antlershard and Treeheart- Second litter. Brother to Antmarch, Deercreed, Timberoath, Valleylily, Scorchednight, Shadowfall, Crimsonoak, Condormark, and Tracevalor. || Spirit Stone- Obsidian. || Really gay but he has trouble accepting it... He isn't sure why. || Goldenstar. ||
-Valleykit(Valleylily)- Valleylily is the little gem of her siblings. Less in the eyes of her parents and more in the eyes of her brothers themselves. Though despite being under such heavy protection, she is not the delicate flower her name suggests. She has her moments of quietness, but with the family she calls her own, it's hard for one not to have a little attitude. Val, as she's lovingly called, is fairly independent by nature, but isn't opposed to letting her silly brothers show their protectiveness whenever it isn't too much. Valleylily is a lithe silver and grey molly with black and brown dappled across her body, and stripes on her legs of the same colors. Her tail is tipped with black. Her eyes are a bright violet hue with speckles of lavender swirling around the irises. || Daughter of Antlershard and Treeheart. Sister to Timberoath, Deercreed, Antmarch, Grovehunter, Scorchednight, Crimsonoak, Shadowfall, Condormark, and Tracevalor. || Spirit Stone - Snow Quartz || Bisexual || Treeheart. ||
Post Eight (Okay so hear me out.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 2:57:22 GMT -5
(It makes perfect sense for Jewelsprite and SnowyOwl to be pregnant again. Especially Jewels because we wanted her and Tumble to have like ten litters. xD And also Jewelsprite seems like a perfect constant queen. Gives her something to really focus on besides the loss of her sister when she goes to found the new Berylclan. Thoughts?)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 2:58:37 GMT -5
(I got all the allegiances on the front page updated. But now I am EXHAUSTED. So I might have to type my starter in the morning if that's okay with you, Mikah? <3)
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 3:43:15 GMT -5
~Branchkit(Branchtwine)- tom. || Son of Tallpine and Pumpkinspice. Brother to Vermillionwood and Heavytree. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Vermillionkit(Vermillionwood)(Milli)- she-cat. || Daughter of Tallpine and Pumpkinspice. Sister to Branchtwine and Heavytree. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Heavykit(Heavytree)- tom. || Son of Tallpine and Pumpkinspice. Brother to Branchtwine and Vermillionwood. || Homosexual. || Goldenstar.||
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~Grasskit(Grasswhistle)- tom. || Son of Vanilladrop and Coppergage. Brother to Petalcurl and Soyclouds. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Petalkit(Petalcurl)- she-cat. || Daughter of Vanilladrop and Coppergage. Sister to Grasswhistle and Soyclouds. || Heterosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
~Soykit(Soyclouds)- biological she-cat. Off marks of testosterone. They/them/he. || Kit of Vanilladrop and Coppergage. Sibling to Grasswhistle and Petalcurl. || Sapiosexual. || Goldenstar. ||
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~Chestnutkit(Chestnutstem)- handsome brown tom with yellow eyes. || Hazellace's kit by an unnamed father (Bramblespire). Brother to Hickoryheart. || Goldenstar.||
~Hickorykit(Hickoryheart)- handsome red brown with amber eyes. || Hazellace's kit by an unnamed father (Bramblespire). Brother to Chestnutstem. || Goldenstar. ||
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Post by Goldenstar on Apr 29, 2024 3:51:01 GMT -5
(Once I get a reply from Abe - imma update the whole strand to make it all even. Lots of apprentices.)
(Okay now goodnight for real.)
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Post by cowbird on Apr 29, 2024 7:47:26 GMT -5
HIII!! I'M- HERE 😭 AND I'M SO SORRY, I MISSED YOU GUYS!!! (I missed you friend. its glad to see you again beloved)
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Post by cowbird on Apr 29, 2024 7:48:22 GMT -5
(Once I get a reply from Abe - imma update the whole strand to make it all even. Lots of apprentices.) (Okay now goodnight for real.) (and it wont be long. I got one final due today and so once thats done we running the last lap to get all the responses. im so excited- i missed us fr)
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