Fandom {Silent Whispers} Oakclan- a warrior cat roleplay

[wolf_river365]

Rules to be followed

1. Introduce yourself on the board. Follow all normal rules. Please try to be consistant.

2. Please do not be rude to anyone on the board.

3. Realistic Warrior names. No moon or sun names. Any questions i am willing to answer over dm or interest board.

4. Please stick with the plot. Any twists, add ons or suggestions should be sent to my inbox for approval. Communication is key with me.

5. Play as many characters as you can handle. I will also possibly allow rogues and loners, just dm me.
Clan: Oakclan
Season: Leafbare
Plot: A few cats go missing, then a cat on patrol falls into a pit and finds bodies.

Boreal Forest. Spruce, birch, alder, willow, oak, maple, pine, and elm trees scatter the land. The apprentices train in a sandy clearing surrounded by the hunting grounds. Creeks and ponds feed the land its water. The camp boundaries are made of undergrowth with fallen trees splitting on all sides. In a hollowed out log near the centers the leader's den, the log itself being call Meetinglog(?). The warrior den is a log with thorns protecting the back. The medicine den is a lichen covered log near the nursery. The medicine cat herbs were stored in a rocky den between the medicine den and the nursery Prey is stored in a hole in the ground in front of the leader's den. The two entrances are lined with thorns for added protection.

Leader: Blackstar

Deputy: Lightfeather

Medicine Cat: Pebblefur(?)

Medicine Cat Apprentice: Dustpaw(?)

Warriors: Vixentail, Bearheart, Ivorystream, Valleymist Open

Apprentices: Lunarpaw, open

Queens: Flightleap(Silverkit)

Elders: Open

 

[dew.]

Spoiler: QUESTION

should we start now???? here????

 

[wolf_river365]

Spoiler: QUESTION

should we start now???? here????

Yes! I'm working on my introduction.

 

[Talathel]

Ebony - Start off as a loner, partially blind, then become MCA/MC after joining the clan (if that is okay with you, if not I can change it easily)
Silver Smoke Domestic Long hair she-cat with heterochromatic eyes (green w/ blue flecks, and blue)
8 moons


Echoleaf would be a warrior
Mentor to Smokepaw
16 moons
Siamese domestic long hair with Glacier blue eyes


Mistlestream
Warrior
No apprentice yet
18 moons
Red and cream Balinese Long haired she-cat with amber eyes

 

[wolf_river365]

Leader: Blackstar(m)

Deputy: Lightfeather (f)

Medicine Cat: Mistcloud(f)

Medicine Cat Apprentice: Ebonypaw(f)

Warriors: Dovewing(f), Sootfoot(m), Echoleaf(f), Open

Apprentices: Ivorypaw(f), Smokepaw(m), open

Queens: Open

Elders: Cloudeye(f), Adderthroat(m), open


Let me know if this is incorrect.

 

[Talathel]

looking good

 

[wolf_river365]

Hey. Do either of you have an elderly you want to use? Or should I throw in a NPC?

 

[Talathel]

mmm - maybe use an NPC?

 

[wolf_river365]

An early leafbare breeze shifted the leaves of the canopy as the first light of day pushed out the night sky. The undergrowth gave a quake as a couple of slender figures prowled along the border, marking as they went. The long cream fur of the female shivered as some dew fell onto her as she past. Her dark grey and black male companion chuckled before pausing to scent the air. "It's safe. Let's continue." Sootfoot said, Dovewing knodded before taking the lead down the narrow path along the creek. "I can't wait until Smokepaw is joining us on patrol." Dovewing purred. "I agree. Echoleaf said he is catching up finally." "I didn't think he ever would, with as small as he was." Dovewing added, sounding sad. "Don't be sad, my dear." Sootfoot comforted. "He is strong and is getting bigger everyday."



Back at camp, Smokepaw was practicing battle moves with his shadow. He was an early raiser, almost always awake before the sun. He had only been an apprentice for a couple of moons, but he could already feel the new strength in his limbs. "Smokepaw!" A voice broke his concentration. The small black tom turned and padded toward the medicine cat den, the dark grey swirls in his fur shining from the bit of sunlight that was warming the camp's floor. As he pushed through the barrier, Smokepaw saw a large dirty white she cat with black points sitting toward the back of the den. "Good, you are here. Now I need you to take this herb bundle to Raintail in the elders den. Make sure he eats it all." The elderly medicine cat instructed. "But don't get to close, he has a nasty cold. Ebonypaw is out gathering moss for a nest for him, but until then..." The medicine cat trailed off, leaving a confused look in Smokepaw's green eyes

 

[wolf_river365]

Bump

 

[dew.]

The dark pelt of the tomcat seemed to glisten slightly with the rise of the sun, the first rays of this cold day. He uncurled his body from it's sleeping position and extended his paws outwards, his back arching as he stretched with a grumble. His ear flicked, the tufts of fur at his eartips being gently brushed against by the cool breeze of the leaf-bare morning. Blackstar stood upright, exiting the hollow log that was the Leader's Den, and in a large, confident movement, he pounced upwards atop the large, fallen log. His claws extended out, gripping at the bark of it and securing his grip as he climbed atop of the Meeting Log, or the Summit Log. There, he sat down, his tail wrapping around to rest atop his paws as his eyes observed the camp. It was fairly empty - he supposed the patrols hadn't returned just yet. Some were out marking their territory, and ensuring no rogue wolves or other creatures were lurking nearby, and others were foraging for what little resources they may be able to grasp during leaf-bare. Leaf-bare... the hardest season for them all. Little food, less materials for the medicine cats to work with, and with elders, kits and queens being susceptible to sickness, what more was there that he could do? His ears perked up by the sound of commotion - Smokepaw being summoned by the medicine cat, likely to run a simple errand.

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Ivorypaw had spent the last however long with her eyes trained on the fresh-kill pile. There should've been more there, but no. She had to miss that foraging bird, she couldn't have caught it. She got too eager. "Stupid Ivorypaw, stupid." She critiqued herself, her ears pushed back against her skull. "Why can't you just do what you're told? You don't have to get so ahead of yourself!" She hissed, her tail lashing against the ground of their camp. It wasn't much use fishing either, less fish were peering out of the ponds around the territory - it's winter.

 

[rozalthiric]

Of course, leaf-bare posed no obstacle for the she-cat, and with the little food the rest of the warriors had brought back to camp the day before, she could not help but feel obliged to head out of camp before sunrise, and get some prey before her clanmates woke up; well, some of them, as she had noticed that patrols had headed out, if the emptiness of the camp told her anything. Tawny'Crest made a silent entry, but her tail was held high with pride as from her jaws hung not just one, but two kills; a white-black bird; a magpie, and a plump sparrow; and with those she made her way to the fresh-kill pile , where she noticed that Ivory'Paw sat not too far away, the tail of the apprentice swooshing against the ground with what she guessed was frustration if the laid back ears and tension of her body were any indication of how the younger cat felt.
Ah.... there was... so little food... no wonder patrols had gone out so early.
The warrior turned her attention back on Ivory'Paw once she had dropped the bird into the fresh-kill pile, and pale, leaf-green eyes studied the apprentice with some kind of light amusement. If she heard her being so harsh to herself, then she was certain that others had as well. That if they cared, anyway. ''Ivory'Paw.'' The meow of the tortoiseshell cat was light, almost like she could relate to the disappointment of the apprentice, and after she stood straight from where she had inspected the little food the clan had for any that had gone bad, Tawny'Crest walked with silent steps to where the silver pelted apprentice was sat. Her tail curled around her paws and over them as she invited herself to sit by the young cat, her gaze following the one of the warrior in training. ''Do not discourage yourself. You just have to... work on your patience, that is all.''

 

[wolf_river365]

Dovewing and Sootfoot had managed to catch a few pieces of prey as they made their way back to the camp. Dovewing carried a red bird, while mouse and scrawny rabbit dangled from Sootfoot's jaws. The pair entered the camp, Smokepaw ran to them. "It still isn't the same without Mistpaw." Dovewing murmured, missing her other kit, who vanished the day after she had her apprentice ceremony. Sootfoot touched her with his tail, feeling the same way. After they deposited their catch, Dovewing greeted Smokepaw with a lick while Sootfoot set off to find his leader.

 

[wolf_river365]

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[wolf_river365]

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