To make it easier on old and new members alike, we will skip the battle and start role playing. The battle was of course won by the rebel forces, the cats of Autumn were wowed by the powers the Outsiders. The young kits of the clan fought tooth and claw to protect their clan but soon gave up since most of the older cats weren't fighting and had turned against them. Role Play is open -- 6.9.09 -- Ghost
I've tried to move all character bios to the proper boards. There were a few who's fates hadn't been determined yet, so I moved them wherever they were before AutumnClan.
All litters of kits were moved to the kit bios, because some of them are going into different Clans. If you are keeping a kit that does not have it's own bio yet, please make one so it can be put into the proper Clan board. Thanks! -- 6.7.09 -- Moon
Activity Check. Anyone who does not reply will be deleted and cats given away. So get your butts in gear! -- 6.7.09 -- Ghost
Hey there, wonderful roleplayers of FF.
As you know we're doing a big site cleanup in anticipation of it truly being reopened to the public. Please bear with us, and if at all possibly try to get your little corner of the site organized so you're ready too. Whether it be confirming what characters you're going to keep for the new roleplay/plot, editing bios, or whatever else is needed, try to make it happen. Just getting things the tiniest bit more organized and up to date will put us that much closer to our grand reopening!
Thanks so much, you guys are the best.
- The Staffers
The sky has cleared to blue, the rivers no longer red run true.
New life begins with perfection, it's all been treated with correction.
Yet cats start to wonder, about wind, river, shadow and thunder.
When tables turn and destruction starts, each cat will have to take part.
The heavens are clouded, the memories shrouded.
Shadows veil the stars, and reopen freshly healed scars.
Bleak times are to come, and the Clans may yet become undone.
The four lost and nearly forgotten Clans; ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan and ShadowClan are back once again and alive more than ever. But just because all seems well doesn't mean that there isn't a cat or two who thinks ill of their new life.
As the new stories of the Clans are being written and old ways renewed, the kits of the former great Clan of Autumnshade are finding it hard to adjust to a much more free and hard working life style. Tensions begin to build and it becomes very clear that things might not be going as planned.
And as fights begin to break out inside the clans themselves, clan-mates turn against clan-mates and friends who were once as "thick as thieves" drift apart because of thoughtless love. Cats begin to let one similar question pop into their mind. Are four clans really better than one and is there room for two sets of warrior ancestors? Only in time will we see the climax to these stories.
ThunderClan
Leader - - Arrowstar
Deputy - - Open
Med. Cat - - Runningsong Total Cats: 12
Weather --Newleaf the snow is now melting away and new life is spring from its snowy tombs and the breeze is now light and soothing, no longer harsh. Med. Cats should take innovatory of the lands.
Prey -- prey is breeding and the territories around the lake are now teaming with tasty creatures. All Territories have more than enough fresh kill to spare.
Hi Thyme here, but you can call me anything from Zyme, to Thymie to Thymah or Thymzers. I'm your local character mod, so be ncie or I won't accept your bio. JUST KIDDING! I LOVE FF MORE THAN ANYONE HERE! ,Ok well maybe Ghost and Silent luff it more than me buttttt...anyways if you have any questions about bio's or anything in general, feel free to PM me.
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sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Thread Started on Jun 11, 2009, 5:37pm »
What was it like with power placed in your paws and 9 lives to have at the tender age of six moons? To have cats listen to you and to rule a clan like those many moons older than you ruling the others? Kitestar knew the feeling well. Six moons, Leader of Shadowclan. Beautiful life. She was beautiful, boisterous and stubborn. Go figure. Was anything else expected of a six moon old leader of Shadowclan no doubt. The words echoed in her mind. It was beautiful to think of. Beautiful Leader of Shadowclan as Six Moons. It'd be better all in capital flashing letters. Her spring green eyes surveyed the clan. It had been Inkstar's final wish. As Kitesky in Autumnclan she was an adviser, the youngest at that. And now, Inkstar had let her take over Shadowclan before the old bag of fur and bones had choked on a furball and fallen over dead.
Her fiery orange pelt went great with her temper. Of course it would. This apprentice aged she-cat was a perfectionist high flier was she not? Sighing softly she looked around camp, her camp, at her warriors, her apprentices, her everything. Though an attitude like that would not keep her clan trusting her for long. The thoughts were stored at the back of her head. She needed a Deputy, she really needed a Deputy. But who? Whom would rise to the occasion? Pondering thoughts were occasional though this one was always on her mind. She was in no hurry, the clans were just getting back to order. Autumnshade was gone, oh her dear foster mother's death was tragic. Though it lead up to this fantastic life she now lived. Yawning the small and still growing she-cat curled up. Camp was boring today...go figure.
Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #1 on Jun 11, 2009, 6:13pm »
The thin, slender light ginger tabby she-cat emerged from the den she was happily in once more. Oh how she had missed it during the time when she was a healer in AutunmClan. Those had been dreadful days, they had been indeed. Her short furred coat fluffed out a bit agasint the gentle wind that blew through the tall pine surrounded camp, and her yellow eyes searched the camp for anyone who might be about.
Her herbs were all up to store, she had just recently re-stocked since all the injuries had been taken care of from the battle to re-take the four Clans again. Thymespeckle smiled to herself, thinking about how much easier all her collecting would have been with an apprentice. Oh well, sureley she would have one soon. New kits would be born sooner or later. She spotted the fiery orange pelt of a small cat over a little ways off. Kitestar... she thought to herself, rolling her eyes. Oh the little cat now lead the Clan of ShadowClan, Inkstar's last wishes before she was taken to StarClan. Simply horrid. The cat had just turned into an apprentice. That had certainly gone against everything in the warriors code.
She trotted over. "Kitestar, hello." she mewed dipping her head in welcoming. This cat hardly new how to hunt or fight!
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #2 on Jun 11, 2009, 6:35pm »
The small leader lifted her head from her paws, letting her eyes lock onto the former medicine cat of the once Autumnclan. She didn't know her well although she was the medicine cat of her clan. Kitestar's ears twitched lightly at the sound of the voice coming from Thymespeckle. The nod of her head was welcoming, but her voice was not. Then again Kitestar expected none the less. She was doubted by many of the cats in her clan. But that was nothing that would slow her down. She had those who believed in her. The sons and daughters of Autumnshade were in her clan. They had to be believers did they not? She knew one was. Also Vapormask, bless him for looking after her. Where was he now? The white tom had stuck close, as did the white she-cat called Snowflake, her step-sister? Good enough.
Dipping her head in a welcoming manner the leader gave a lick to her paw. Her tail twitched slightly and a soft smile grew on her face. "Hello Thymespeckle, Vapormist."
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He watched her carefully. As a full fledged follower of Autumnshade he had vowed to protect those in that clan that were highly supportive of it. Even the members now in his clan he would protect. One of them being Kitestar. The young leader was young and he saw to it that she was helped along the best he could manage. Of course Ratfur must be helping her some too? Perhaps. He didn't know. His green eyes caught sight of Thymespeckle making her way towards the fiery orange cat. His muscular limbs quickly carried him that way. He smiled softly coming up behind Thymespeckle he heard his name said by Kitestar. "Kitestar, Thymespeckle. " He had to keep a close eye on things did he not?
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #3 on Jun 11, 2009, 9:23pm »
Padding strongly into camp with his brother, Novaclaw close behind, Ratfur made his way quietly to the small group of cats on light paws.
"I don't care about stupid Inkstar's wishes, I should have been chosen as the leader of ShadowClan not this little waste of fur our mother took in!" He whispered over his shoulder to his brother. Who nodded numbly in agreement.
"Of course, brother."
Stopping a foxtail length away the small tom dipped his head in respect to his younger foster sister. Novaclaw clumsily followed in tow. "Greetings my dear little sister, Thymespeckle, Vapormask.
"How does it feel to have all of this, all of these cats in your paws? I bet the power feels pretty good." Ratfur's icy hazel eyes stared down into Kitestar's; if he had been his mother she would have surely lost all nine of her lives in that instant.
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #4 on Jun 12, 2009, 2:41pm »
Thymespeckle knew Kitestar didn't really like her that much, but after all who really did? Since the whole AutunmClan thing, she'd lost many of the friends she'd made, they had all dispersed into different Clans again. But who did she really need but herself? Certainly not Kitestar as far as she was concerned. "Vapoumask, morning." she spoke, flicking her tail in greeting. He'd been one of her followers, and she felt slightly wary around him still. There was something in his eyes. She nodded to Ratfur and Novaclaw as they came up, and to Dawnsoul, who followed closely. She winced at Ratfur's words and cold hard voice. It didn't matter if Kitestar wasn't old enough, she was still leader and needed to be respected. She wanted to say something, but was afraid that she might have her ears clawed off by ,more than one cat too.
Dawnsoul spotted the dark ginger coat of the cat she felt things for, though none were returned. She sighed, and stepped out of the warriors den to follow him, dipping her head to the little brat that sat so prim and proper, thinking so well of herself. Oh Kitestar this, Kitestar that. Who even liked her? She knew Novaclaw didn't. "Hi Novaclaw..." she whispered softly, her blue eyes sparkling. Oh she wished she could stop loving him! Why did she want to love someone, when it would never be returned?
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #5 on Jun 12, 2009, 3:38pm »
Well golly gee there sure was a lot of cats forming in this little group that had started with just herself. Thymespeckle wasn't all that bad, she was one of the ones that was easier to get along with. Of course Vapormask was by far the easiest to relate to and get along with. Her eyes flew as the cats began to arrive, ah Ratfur her brother. And Novaclaw, silent as always. Then Dawnsoul oh goodie. Her ears twitched lightly as she caught Ratfur's words. She could easily pull a trump card here and perhaps that was what she would do. Vapormask was here after all, he'd keep a check on things.
"Hello brothers. And Ratfur, it does feel good brother, but you wouldn't know would you?" A smug smirk was placed upon her delicate features as she licked a tuff of fur back into place. Her eyes danced wildly with excitement as she heard words spoken from another. It was Vapormask. Kitestar watch your tongue young one. The little she-cat smiled softly at the white tom. "Oh hello Dawnsoul. " She added in quickly her eyes darting from cat to cat. Despite the slight tension the little she-cat was quite calm at the moment. She didn't have much to fear did she? She didn't think so.
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She watched, her icey blue eyes locked onto the scene. She would not interfere with that many cats. But Ratfur was bound to start something, and her sister Kitestar was a little too full of herself. The white she-cat made her way over pushing by Dawnsoul to stand beside Ratfur. "Let's go. Don't feed into it." She mewed softly just loud enough so her brother right beside her could hear. She wasn't going to let the others know her words. She was rather quiet and sat off to the side. It was of course Snowflake.
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #6 on Jun 12, 2009, 10:37pm »
"Go? But I'm having the most lovely conversation with our younger sister." Ratfur mewed softly and settling across from his sister, his tail wrapped tightly around his paws. He nodded for his brother and sister to do the same and of course Novaclaw did without question. Strange is a world where those that are small as Ratfur can have so much power over those as large and strong as Novaclaw.
- - - - -
Novaclaw looked sheepishly to the mother of this kits. He always thought her to be a pretty cat and was glad to have had her as a mate. Yet the fact that she wasn't a she-cat his mother had picked out for him rather a rebel who went against his mother, Autumnshade's wishes, and switched mates with another she-cat.
"Hello Dawnsoul," he murmured before darting his eyes away and focused them back on Kitestar.
- - - - -
The small rough furred tom's eyes never left that of the leader of ShadowClan. He held his gaze as if he was fixated by the sight of her, that if he were to even blink for a heartbeat she would disappear. Something that he one day hoped to happen.
"So you're the youngest leader ever in the history of the four clans? You must be looking forward to a long rule."
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #7 on Jun 12, 2009, 10:54pm »
Thymespeckle began to grow uneasy with the talk that started up as Ratfur spoke out again. Kitestar and Ratfur had a temper, both were siblings, and things were likely to get out of hand soon. She stood, waving her tail slowly. "Ratfur, don't be silly. You know it was Inkstar's last wishes that Kitestar was to be leader." she mewed kindly, a nervous smile on her light gigner face. Her yellow eyes gleamed with the fear that this would soon get out of hand between the two small cats. Her heart jumped to her throat as she saw Novaclaw obey his brother's "command". It's only because he's Ratfur's brother, the silly tom doesn't have that much power Thymespeckle... she tried to reasure herself. She stood, unsure of what was going to happen next.
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Dawnsoul blinked shyly at Novaclaw, sitting down a little ways off, facing him though. His handsom face was an image she just couldn't get out of her mind. But she knew it wasn't the same way for him. He probably never wanted to remember her. After all she had convinced him to go against his mothers wishes, soem of her last. He had every right to hate her.
"Hello Dawnsoul."
His beautiful voice rung in her ears, and she felt them get hot and she scuffed her paws lightly over the hard ground. HE REMEMBERS MY NAME! she felt like dancing for joy, but she couldn't. He might only remember her name because she was one of his enemies now. "Hi-ya Novaclaw."she said sweetly, not trying to at all. Her voice was a natural gift, it's smooth attractive tone. Her light blue eyes danced and she locked them into his for only a moment, before he looked away.
She stifiled as sigh and sat a little straighter, looking back at Kitestar and Ratfur, this would turn into a showdown any minute now.
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Re: sitting pretty aren't we? |{OPEN}| « Reply #8 on Jun 14, 2009, 4:55pm »
A creamy pelt rested in the warriors den. Her pretty masked face layed gently on her paws. Her tail framed around her gorgeous frame. Suddenly her eyes flickered open. Lifting her head from her paws she yawned. Stretching out her body, till she unwound from a nights sleep. Looking around she suddenly remembered where she was. Shadowclan.
She had come to this territory for Ratfur, whom she had bore Jinxkit and Airkit for. Looking through her lids she pushed herself onto her paws. Jinxkit well most likly Jinxpaw was now in Thunderclan, where her father Arrowstar rules. Turning she headed out of the den. Her silky fur glistened as she walked out. Her eyes scanned the area. Not many were here. Chuckling softly to herself she turned and padded out of camp.
The sound of voices reached her ears and she turned to see a group of cats talking. Kitestar there as well. Was something wrong? Turning she walked towards them, her slender frame looked graceful as she walked. Her head lifted slightly as she peered over at the otehr cats. Spotting Ratfur right off she moved towards him. "Ratfur." she mewed gently moving towards him. Stopping she turned to dip her head to the young leader.
"Kitestar, everyone." Berryshade mewed her voice smooth as she dipped her head to everyone else. Her eyes shifted back towards Ratfur. She sat beside him, looking around at everyone. She was confused not to sure what was going on. Her tail swiped around her frame and rested on her paws. Her lobes flicked forward, ready to listen to anyone speak. Peering through her lids at Ratfur, she still loved him. She wondered if he still cared for her even though they were no longer made mates. She still wanted to be, if he still wanted her.
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