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Leaffall
HERBS/PREY With clans overhunting and the cold beginning to set in, prey grows scarce | With most growing seasons ended, herbs are now very limited and rare
CLIMATE Days have begun to cool, carrying a brisk chill and the subtle threat of early snow
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NEWS
DON'T FORGET TO READ THE RULEBOOK!
7.14.16 // Congratulations to Rabbitclaw for his promotion to ShadowClan deputy! Also, don't forget to post in the Activity Check!
6.15.16 // A bunch of lovely cosmetic updates to the site have been made (just look at those snazzy side-tables) and the WC has been lowered, for practical reasons, to 150. We also would love to welcome Stormhawk (void) as WindClan's new deputy!
6.7.16 // Rise Up's first gathering is underway! Don't miss the fun! You can find and start your own threads in the gathering board, found right in four trees! Be sure to read through the leader announcements!
5.25.16 // A big ol' CONGRATS to Cuckoopoppy, ShadowClan's medicine cat! He's a scruffy old fellow who sees a few more omens then normal (and perhaps a few curses) but I'm sure we'll all love him and his antics! Reminder that the SC and WC deputy positions are still available for audition!
5.15.16 // The May activity check has come to a close! A big thank you to everyone who participated! Unfortunately, the ShadowClan medicine cat rank is now open as well. The deadline for this rank, and the others available, is indefinite- so if you want it, go for it!
5.7.16 // Our first activity check is underway, and a new announcement has been posted! The new season is leaffall, and everyone should remember to age any characters made prior to 5/1/16 up two moons! Remember that two deputy positions and the guard position are still ripe for the taking.
5.7.16 // Did you know 99 Love Baloons is actually a song about the apopcalypse? Who knew!
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Post by clovertail on Jun 15, 2016 9:48:09 GMT -6
{ take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads Clovertail would follow close to the heels of her grandkittens and daughters with a delicate pink tongue ready to swipe their fur into perfect place. Her own pristine white pelt of cascading hairs was groomed laboriously before the event. Every hair was in place as her eyes glistened with excitement and eagerness. The group following Applestar split into their separate small parties of grouped cats and Clovertail hesitated in consideration. She would have preferred to sit by the side of her fluff-butt partner, sharing tongues and discussing gossip while making sure he didn't get into trouble. But since he had become leader that scenario had ceased. Now she took a seat a little ways away from her many kin. Long, fluffy plume of a tail wrapped with noble poise over her tiny paws. This way she could keep an eye on them without seeming overbearing. She noticed, in particular, Mapleflower off to the side but thought better than to bug her as she seemed to be talking to another cat already. Maybe Shadowclan would bring some elders she could talk to instead? Clovertail was great with kits and young apprentices too but she would like the calm company of someone older that evening. {@open | 203 words | <3 } MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by moleshade on Jun 17, 2016 11:38:50 GMT -6
Evening Gossip Moleshade had to admit, he wasn't entirely expecting to be invited to the gathering. Heck, after the spat with Sable he was pretty sure he'd be in the dirtpile for a few moons, if not SEASONS. Once again he was shocked by his leader's ability to simply brush off his antics, though part of him wondered if it was because of the stress. It had to be tiring to deal with the new-cats all the time. His heart went out to her. Not that it meant he'd behave in the future.
Still, he was cautious as he followed his clan-mates into the gathering clearing. He knew HE didn't want to be the one to start something, for sure. That'd be a disaster, and if she'd shrugged off his early issues, he knew she wouldn't dismiss this one. He expected any cat to fight tonight would lose their tail, or have it shoved up their nose, or something. It wouldn't be pleasant, whatever it was.
He skirted around a pair of apprentices with a glance in their direction. That was, uh, Sableface's little minion, huh? And a WindClan apprentice. His lip curled but he didn't say much, making his way instead towards the white form seated at the edge of the clearing. Of course he knew Clovertail. She'd been to more gatherings then he had moons, he was sure! Or at least it seemed that way. The lovely leader's mate had been here as long as he could remember.
He moved to sit near her- not quite three tail-lengths separating them, with a pleasant, if tense smile on his muzzle, his tail giving a couple twitches from where it lay alongside "him. "Clovertail-" He greeted with a cheerful trill, You look lovely- and what a nice evening-" He started, voice taking on a more hushed tone, carrying easy under the drones of conversation around them. "How does prey run in WindClan?"
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Post by clovertail on Jun 18, 2016 18:04:46 GMT -6
{ take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads Moleshade came to sit next to her and Clovertail didn't detest his arrival. That said she had not forgotten either the feud between the two clans, or the piece of Windclan territory that Shadowclan held. The delicate femme wasn't about to break their full-moon truce, but that didn't mean she had to forget who they were. Clovertail scoffed at the audacity of his question, narrowing her eyes to slits to make sure he understood he was on unsteady ground. Despite that she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and not verbalize her irritation.
"You flatter me, Moleshade was it?" She was pretty sure she knew who he was, but didn't want to be rude just incase she was wrong. "Prey is fair enough for the... condition of things. And in the marsh? Plenty of frogs?"She tried to sound somewhat interested in the discussion, but she;d been to enough gatherings to know that full-grown warriors never told the truth about their clan's state. But she knew that once they got past this part she could try to weasel out some juicy, and harmless, gossip. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by moleshade on Jun 28, 2016 23:01:29 GMT -6
Evening Gossip He watched the lovely she-cat with almost completely undivided attention. His ears were perked, a pleasant expression on his face. He didn't, of course, really care about prey in WindClan. He could guess it wasn't going too well, just like ShadowClan's own supply, but it was all just pleasantries, and as he expected she was more then quick to return them.
"Moleshade, yes," He confirmed with a reverent dip of his head, following it up with a puff of his chest and a roll of one shoulder. "It's going well enough, that's for sure. Everyone's been getting their share. Not much more, though."
While things were a touch more scarce then that, what kind of ShadowClan cat would he be if he actually let on? He doubted she'd been honest with him, either.
He stole a glance at the leaders gathered on the great rock before he looked back to her again. "Rookstar's up there. Has ThunderClan been sitting out of WindClan business? Or...?" Personally he'd only seen the refugees helping out in camp. He wasn't entirely sure why the tom would be up there in the first place, considering ThunderClan certainly had no news to convey as a group. Maybe he was missing something, but Moleshade just didn't see the point. Why give yourself more work when you didn't have to?
Or, maybe that was just why nobody had ever considered him for leadership, ever. He figured he was probably missing something important. For a moment he glanced in hopes of spotting Sable or Dapple among the crowd, but unfortunately they weren't nearby. Dang. He could ask them later.
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Post by clovertail on Jul 8, 2016 12:20:43 GMT -6
{ take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads Clovertail nodded in polite agreement to Moleshade when he talked about Shadowclan’s prey and confirmed his name. She was glad to know she was right in thinking he was who she thought he was. Like him, she knew he was lying to her about his clans prey. But all gatherings were just bluffs anyways. They were how the clans tried to politically keep everyone off their turf. Though she did like gossiping at them too. She also noticed Rookstar on the Great Rock and wondered what in the world he was doing there too. “We don’t have many of their refugees. I don’t think a lot of them made it. So they really haven’t had an excuse to bother us. Thankfully.” She was thankful too, because right then Rookstar seemed to be making a fuss about something and she was glad he wasn’t representing HER clan. “Is he yelling about something? Starting a fight already? Tisk. Tisk. In my day that would have been unheard of.” She looked at Moleshade and wondered how old he was. Maybe he would share in the sentiment. “Robinstar really made a blunter. But I guess I do pity Rookstar. Though I think I’d do a better job in his position.” She was speaking from experience somewhat since she basically ran Windclan with Applestar and everyone knew it. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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