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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greyyy [openn] « Thread Started on Jun 18, 2009, 4:10pm »
A large grey tom awoke from his nap and uncurled himself, smiling to himself as he saw a couple of his warriors and other cats about in the camp. Oh, how he had missed being a Clan leader when Autumnshade took over. Even if she had said that he and the other advisors had a say, she didn't really seem to care and, in any case, she had to final say anyways.
Greystar had felt alone then, especially after his sister and former deputy, Swiftrush, had died of greencough. Even though he hadn't been able to talk to her much, he still felt comforted by the fact that there was a cat who would stand by him, no matter who was in charge.
When the Clans returned, it had been hard trying to decide upon a new deputy. How nice it would have been to have had his sister as his right paw, but that was not how it could be. So he had named a different cat, one who was just as loyal: Brindleleg. So the pressures of getting the Clan back running functionally and the joy of returning to the moors had filled the void that had been created when Swiftrush died.
Life was good. His Clan was thriving, and with the greenleaf here, there would be smooth sailing for a while. Greystar smiled as he padded forward and grabbed a rabbit off of the fresh-kill pile and sat down to eat it.
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Re: greyyy [openn] « Reply #1 on Jun 18, 2009, 7:35pm »
ooc// Yeah, I have to admit, the title isn't the best I've seen. :'D
bic// His pelt was on fire. Fire, burning through his fur, his skin, right down to the bone. Brindleleg jerked awake, stumbling to his feet. Dazed, the tom's eyes searched his body. No smoke. No ashes. No fire. His gaze lifted to the sky, where the sun was shining brightly in a cloudless sky. There was the problem. Brindleleg had fallen asleep right out in the open, so his furry pelt soaked in all of the sunlight, all of its warmth. He had been sleeping long enough for his fur to overheat? He sat down, relieved, and began stroking his tongue through his matted fur. The fur was hot in his mouth, as though it wanted to keep the warmth that the sun had provided.
After his brief wash, Brindleleg took a moment to glance around the camp. Almost every cat was up and about, seeing that the sun was far above the horizon, almost to its peak. I really must have been sleeping for awhile... I hope my absence didn't cause anything... Brindleleg thought. He was just recently appointed deputy, he should be taking his rank more professionally. What if Greystar was having second guesses about his decision? Brindleleg shook his head. Perhaps he should go and speak with Greystar.
It took him a moment, but at last, Brindleleg spotted the leader and was on his way over. He noticed that Greystar was chewing on a rabbit, so he veered towards the fresh-kill pile and chose a rabbit of his own. Finally, the deputy plopped down beside Greystar, hoping that he wouldn't mind some company. "Beautiful morning, eh?" He commented, "I seemed to have... dozed off for quite some time, sorry. Did the patrols get organized?" He questioned.
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Re: greyyy [openn] « Reply #2 on Jun 18, 2009, 7:48pm »
The large grey tom looked up as his deputy joined him. He gave Brindleleg a quick smile and took another bite of his rabbit. After chewing and swallowing, he opened his mouth to meow a deep, "Hello. Yes, it is a beautiful morning. Creeping up on sunhigh, though." He gave a quick mrrow of laughter to show that he didn't mind that Brindleleg had slept in; everyone needed a bit more sleep some nights.
Greystar nodded when the deputy asked about the patrols. He found it promising that the tom took such care in his duties, even this early on. He recalled having woken up grumpy apprentices and a couple warriors to go out on patrol. Some cats were more eager than others to go out on the early morning patrols, clearly. "Yes," he said. "Runningtail led the dawn patrol; insisted on Rabbitpaw. Funny how close the two are, considering their parentage, no?" Greystar liked to be involved in his Clan, and only those who were blind as bats could not see the bond between the two fast cats, even in such short time. Quick to run, quick to be friends, he decided.
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Re: greyyy [openn] « Reply #3 on Jun 18, 2009, 8:19pm »
Brindleleg let out a sigh of relief after the leader had laughed. He had forgotten how laid-back Greystar was, and thanked StarClan for it. His mood immediately lifted, causing his whiskers to quiver in pleasure. The tom bent over and took a hunk out of the rabbit, savoring its delicious juices on his taste buds.
"Runningtail led the dawn patrol; insisted on Rabbitpaw. Funny how close the two are, considering their parentage, no?" Greystar's words interrupted his thoughts, and Brindleleg had to replay the words in his mind so that he could process what the cat was saying. "Runningtail and Rabbitpaw?" Brindleleg pondered, "Yes," He realized, "They have been spending much of their free time together. In fact, I never really seem to see them apart." The tom commented, eyes gleaming with amusement at the young couple.
"Well, I'm glad that my sleeping-in was not a problem," The deputy mewed, not changing the subject deliberately, "But I will make up for it tonight and go on dusk patrol." He decided. Finished with the rabbit, Brindleleg pushed it aside and looked at Greystar. "So, how is everything with you? After AutumnClan, I would guess that you are relieved for everything to be the way it used to be, but I could be wrong." The deputy concluded, waiting for a response.
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Re: greyyy [openn] « Reply #4 on Jun 19, 2009, 11:26am »
Greystar took a big of rabbit as his fluffy companion spoke. He nodded. Runningtail and Rabbitpaw were so close, as if they'd known each other since kithood, even though, as far as he was aware, they had met only recently.
"Honestly, I only managed to get myself up to send out the patrols before falling back asleep myself," the leader said with a smile. The large grey tom nodded in appreciation at the deputy's offer. He watched Brindleleg push away the rabbit carcass and listened to his next question. It was difficult to say, really. He loved the moors and he loved WindClan, of course he did. But even being back here with his Clan back under his rule in their true home didn't really feel like everything was 'back the way it used to be'; one big part was missing.
With a sigh, Greystar opened his mouth and began to speak. "It's great to be back on the hills, and sleeping under the stars as oposed to a cluttered den like ThunderClan. It feels amazing to have my Clan back under their rightful rule, but it doesn't feel quite right. I keep expecting to wake up to my sister's energetic face right in front of mine, startling me out of my wits. But, as you may know, she isn't here with us, instead hopefully walking among the stars after the greencough epidemic. The medicine cats couldn't keep important cats alive, much less such a lowly laborer." He spat the words. He stopped to recollect himself before continuing less bitterly, "But goodness knows where she is, with Autumnshade mandating that mousebrained 'ShadeClan.'"
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Re: greyyy [openn] « Reply #5 on Jun 19, 2009, 11:48am »
"Honestly, I only managed to get myself up to send out the patrols before falling back asleep myself," Greystar commented with a smile. Brindleleg let out a snort of amusement. He kept his eyes on the leader's face, studying his expression, waiting for his next comment. The grey tom's eyes suddenly became hard, thoughtful. What is he thinking about? Brindleleg wondered. Was it AutumnClan? Or WindClan, who had just gotten their old name back? Suddenly, sorrow washed over Brindleleg. He remembered. Greystar's sister, Swiftrush, had died of greencough during AutumnClan's masquerade. How could he have been so mousebrained to have brought these things up with Greystar? To revoke old memories?
Then, the leader spoke. Brindleleg listened to the sound of his voice. Joyful, yet sorrowful. How could those two emotions fit together? When Greystar ended his rant, Brindleleg took it upon himself to reply. "You are right; I had forgotten how wonderful it is to sleep beneath the start every night," He started, then continued without thinking, "And Swiftrush. She was really something. I remember how energetic she had been every morning, how positive she was. Even when AutumnClan came about, and she was a laborer, she still..." Brindleleg cut his sentence short, shocked that those words had dribbled out of his mouth. He looked up at Greystar. "I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring her up again..." He apologized quietly, feeling horridly guilty for causing his leader pain.
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Re: greyyy [openn] « Reply #6 on Jun 19, 2009, 12:11pm »
As much as he missed Swiftrush, he knew that StarClan had probably had her best interests in mind. She, even as everlastingly joyful she was, was not enjoying her life among AutumnClan's ranks. He remembered speaking with her once, before she died, about WindClan. Though she didn't say it out loud, her eyes had been screaming that she would give anything for the Clans to be back the way they were. She would have been so happy if she were here now, seeing her brother back at the lead of his Clan.
But she wasn't, and try as he might to move on, Greystar wasn't sure that he ever would be able to, entirely. He still imagined her there in his dreams, waking up to her smell without it ever being there for real.
"She always could brighten anyone's day," he said, smiling as he called back on good memories of his sister. "Sweet. Often forgetful, but but sweet nonetheless." He chuckled, thinking about once when she had tracked him down on the territory because she forgot who he wanted her to take on patrol with her.
"It's all right," he said, nodding slowly. "Sometimes it's best to let out our memories of loved ones." He sighed. "She never had a proper vigil; did you know that? Such disrespect, I swear."
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