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Once upon a time, there was a gentle princess, the beautiful daughter of a clan leader; dearly and deeply loved by the whole of Waterclan. And there was also a handsome, devilish rogue, who fell in love with the princess. But then, a terrible sickness swept through the clan, showing no mercy as the princess fled for her life, and for the life of her unborn kits. The story ends with the princess dying, making her family swear to take care of her beloved kits before taking her final breath. At least, that's the story Sliprabbit chooses to believe. A short, fluffy silver tabby she-cat with a white chest, and the softest of clover-green eyes. Of her siblings Skiprose, Scorchsoot, and Shatteredshine, she's the one with the most striking resemblance to their mother Swangrace, and she knows it. She can see it in the eyes of her aunts and uncles when they look at her; a muted sadness and longing hidden behind their love and pride. Despite this, Sliprabbit doesn't try to be anything other than herself, hoping to build a reputation outside of her mother and absent father, Deadstrike. A soft-spoken and gentle soul, Sliprabbit is a romantic at heart, constantly dreaming of finding her own true love. Her love of love can occasionally lead her into a bit of trouble, as she'll attempt to play matchmaker for some of her friends and clanmates as well. Though it's easy for her to get carried away from time to time, Sliprabbit genuinely has a good heart and is devoted to both Waterclan and her family. Though on land she's as clumsy as can be, her true beauty comes out in the water, where she swims as gracefully as any princess.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 17, 2019 15:28:55 GMT -5
RAINYKIT
roleplayed by bananice
Rain. It's wonderful and fierce, wouldn't you agree. Think about it. It can bring life to a wasteland, dead grass will gulp it down and become green, soon rich with life. But it can just as easily shatter the ground underneath it, leaving a wake of destruction in it's path. Truly marvelous. But, as all things, it never lasts. Eventually the rain will give way to sun and the night to day. The cycle will continue, ouroboros will continue to eat it's tail; never satisfied, and life will go on. Appearing like a sky full of clouds with the sun breaking through them, she'll charge through the forest like a typhoon and sit patiently for a fish by the river. Her words can be sweet or sour to the tongue, hard to get used to. She sometimes suffocates under her own waves, but always is able to wade back to shore. The water will calm soon, but know it won't belong until it rages again.
TURTLEPAW roleplayed by jetclaw Named for the blotchy gray and black tabby pattern on his pelt, this tom's green-blue eyes were always filled with excitement. He was eager to be a great warrior like his deceased parents were. He'd been sickly as a young kit, so when he finally was healthy he was among the first of the young cats Riverstar promoted early. This proved to be disastrous. Turtlepaw was faced with a threat that no cat could ever prepare him for, a dangerous league cat on the prowl for trophies. A warrior would have had trouble, much less a too young apprentice. He was mutilated, the right side of his face destroyed in the assassin's efforts to steal his eye thinking him dead. But he lived. And he ran, clinging to life. Now he's alive but one eye short, traumatized and surrounded by cats who look down on him. In that instant he lost not just a friend, not just his eye, but his peace of mind and security within the clan.
BAYLEAF roleplayed by Owlets Bayleaf is the biological Daughter of an Unknown Queen and Warrior of WaterClan. Her Parents had both fallen ill when she was only one moon old. By the time she was three moons old, her parents were dead and buried, leaving her an orphan. Bayleaf tries to make her parents proud. She listens to her betters and tries to be the best cat that her parents could be proud of. Bayleaf is carefree; Light-hearted; Adventurous; Friendly Collected; Quiet; Smart; Gentle, and Caring. She only wants to serve WaterClan and StarClan to the best of her abilities. Bayleaf is a grey-white tabby she-cat with green eyes.
LIGHTKIT [DAWN] roleplayed by Stark Raving Mad Light gray fur so pale it's almost white. Brown eyes so light they resemble the first light of dawn. It's no wonder how he got his name, the darkest thing about him being the thick ink black tabby stripes that streak his pelt. It's Ironic really, Starclan's own private joke and the only hint of who he truly is. Born of lies and raised in hate it would surprise no one to learn that he is driven by silent rage. Ever since the day he was born he was seen as little more than a burden and a scourge upon his clan. Even the medicine-cat had refused to assist his mother with the birth of he and his litter-mates. This of course stung, why wouldn't it? Light learned from an early age that even though they may try not to when other looked at him they would always sees his father, and he would always be associated with the sins of his father. That would never stop him though, He would always strive to be the best of the best for the clan who despised him so. He would be the best fighter, the best hunter and the loyalist cat to ever grace Waterclan because, in his mind he is. He sees himself as a gift to the clan which is why every look and suspicious glance at him he would grit his teeth and grin as though nothing was wrong. Being the oldest of his litter he takes his role as big brother very seriously. He may not give much regard to how others see him but, his siblings are another matter. He won't idly sit back if someone decides to pick at his siblings and it's only of the only things he will absolutely not tolerate. Light is the kind of cat who, suppresses all his negative feelings, if he's having a bad day you would never know it. He would never give someone the satisfaction of knowing they got under his skin no matter how far he is pushed. His friendly, outgoing demeanor is really all just a facade, hiding the angry hateful cat is really is. All the hate he received from his clan at a very young age, poisoned his mind and turned his heart as black at the stripes on his back.
MARINAHEART roleplayed by Jetclaw Blue gray she cat with bite like scars all around her right foreleg, reminders of a past fight with a larger beast she tangled with. Marina was a rogue pulled in after Riverstar took over WaterClan, drawn in by the promise of a place where she could live safely, as long as she obeyed the code. Considering how harsh living on her own was, Marina eagerly accepted this, and binds herself to the warrior code. It is law in her mind. And though since Riverstar's removal she is adjusting, she has bound herself tighter to this flawed code. She will obey the leader, but only because the code commands her to do so. She has blue green eyes, and received her full name Marinaheart after Chimerastar took over.
CERBERUSSPIRIT Roleplayed by Honeystorm Chimerastar's brother. A shaggy ebony tom intense amber eyes. Has a barking voice, and serious demeanor, though he is overprotective of his family. He returned to WaterClan after helping his brother in the battle to reclaim the clan from Riverstar. Of course, Chim probably just finds his presence annoying. Warrior
VULCAN Roleplayed by Honeystorm A dusty orange tom with ashy gray eyes. The resident WaterClan ghost, father of Phoenixstar, grandfather of Chimerastar, and basically the bane of his grandson's existence. Technically a part of StarClan, because they couldn't find reason enough to kick him out, but not really, because they more or less banished him to haunt WaterClan. Sucks for them though, because he gets all the fun, and none of the responsibility of being a good little ancestor and watching out for the clan. Likes causing trouble, and one should generally avoid any sort of advice he gives. Elder
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Jul 1, 2019 16:23:05 GMT -5
Splashpaw(cloud)
RPed by Spiderheart
A small frame of snowy white dappled with patches and small flecks of black along the length of her body. Open to the world, thoughts and feelings never hidden and a heart easily broken; that is Splashcloud. Her eyes have always betrayed her, the one place that always holds the truth in their icy blue depths you will see her swirling emotions. The she-cat knows she is small for her age, even when she was born she was so small most cats didn't think she would survive more than a day or two. Splashcloud is outgoing and talkative, walking up to even the most unfriendly of cats and attempting to start a friendship. She believe every cat deserves happiness and if she can brighten even one day in some cats life or cause a smile to appear in place of a frown she can live her life in peace, Splashcloud cannot stand to see a cat upset and will do anything in her power to help if only she put the same effort into herself. The small she-cat is so openhearted towards others that she pushes her own wants and needs away without completely realizing she is doing it, she fails to see when other cats are taking advantage of her or leading her on she chooses to believe every cat has some good in them, that deep down they are kind and just need some cat to help them to bring it to the surface. Splashcloud knows her brother Shallowleap could be a wonderful cat to be around if only she could make him understand, but thus far she is the only cat he speaks openly too and the only cat he is friendly with. Shallowleap towers over the she-cat, her small size making it almost unbelievable that the two are related with only their pelts giving them a similar look. Splashcloud and Shallowleap were both born to the same parents just from different litters, Shallowleap is older than she is, born to their parents first litter while she was their last.
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Shallowleap
RPed by Spiderheart
The overly sized tom is covered in black and white mottled fur, with sharp yellow eyes. Shallowleap was born a large kit who with age only continued to gain size and strength, with broad shoulders and large paws he is noticeably larger than some of his clanmates. Shallowleap is a tom who is closed off to the world, the only exception to his distant behavior being his relationship with his sister Splashcloud. The black and white tom is a strong follower of the warrior code and what it means to follow it, he would fight to the death to protect his clan even if he isn't friendly towards them. Shallowleap has never had any close friends, he pushes away any cat who tries to get close to him, life is much easier without constantly having to worry about if one of your friends if going to get hurt or die and he does not want the constant distraction of love. Shallowleap has a job to do and getting close to someone will only slow him down, Splashcloud has tried many times to convince him that it wouldn't do any cat harm if he were to at least try and make friends but what does his younger sister know. Splashcloud is the only cat Shallowleap will openly talk to and be himself around, with her he is friendly and supportive and when other cats see the two together it's almost as if Shallowleap is a completely different cat. He towers over his sister, their differences in size a shock to many who come to find the two cats are related. The large tom has a short temper with an equally short amount of patience, he finds it hard to be relaxed in large groups and until he can manage to slip away will just stand there stiff legged and alert. Shallowleap and Splashcloud were both born to the same parents just from different litters, Shallowleap is older than his sister, born to their parents first litter while she was their last.
SHADEKIT [MIST] Born into a gray world, judging gazes and whispered words grating on him from the very youngest of ages. His father a traitor, his mother a feline who fell for his charms. His half-siblings treated like they had the world at their paws while he was scorned. How can one not grow to resent the world then? Not nearly so composed as his eldest brother, the youngest of the litter is a troublemaker all his own, WaterClan has seen to that. The thick furred silvery tom, with wisps of dark gray rippling through his pelt like gentle waves, his face mostly covered with that darkness as though he wore a mask. His eyes are as deep as the pain his presence seems to bring to the clan, rich like chocolate, with a thin ribbon of yellow running diagonally down his left eye, and an opposite one in blue running up the right. A burden to all who know him, he is a cat who can't seem to get his life together. Impulsive to a fault, without regard to the safety of his own clanmates, if they didn't avoid him for his father, they avoided him purely because he dives headfirst into danger, the type to be the first to start arguments and the last to let go of grudges, risking the lives of all who interact with him, whether intentional or not. He can't help it. It's his way of coping with the isolation, with the glares and the rumors that surround them. If they want a monster, well, they've gotten their wish. He'll give them something to talk about. Kit
TREASUREKIT [COVE] roleplayed by lost Treasurecove has always been on the small side. The tom has sleek, short fur, mottled brown, though darker, an almost black, around his face and tail. His eyes are a bright, inquisitive yellow. Though small in size, he is a strong swimmer and an avid hunter. Despite his WaterClan roots, he enjoys the thrill of catching birds more than fish. Treasurecove doesn’t look like much, but he is more than he seems. He is curious, witty, and brave when he needs to be. He is quite the loner, loving to explore and learn new things on his own, though he often entertains company mainly because he likes to see how others act in different situations. He is a wallflower, always watching from the sidelines, and always learns from the mistakes of others. He blends to the mud on the water’s edge, always walking with quiet paws. He is not particularly fond of fighting, but even he surprises himself when it comes to the lives of his clanmates. Most thing Treasurecove an oddball, but if you dig deep down, you’ll find that cove of treasures: jewels, gold, and euphoria that can’t be met elsewhere.
Post by Rainwhisper on Jul 11, 2019 23:10:06 GMT -5
NIGHTWING Roleplayed by Rainwhisper For many, a cat with a black coat would be the representation of bad luck for those who cross their path and yet it is not the case for our dear friend Nightwing. The black tom, with both golden eyes and a golden heart, is seen by many as the 'gentle tom' of WaterClan. Patient, caring, and gentle, he is a tom who enjoys the company of kits and will often act as a caretaker when their mother's need time to themselves. From playing games to going on adventures, he is always happiest when seeing the youngest in his clan happy. Mentoring is something he greatly enjoys, and he will be the first to give up his life for one of these little ones should he need too. When it comes to battle he is always happy to take up the battle line if requested; however, this tom is one who by far would rather protect those who remain defenseless at home in case the enemy should get past those on the battlefield. As a kit and even into his apprenticeship, he was always eager to bring the elder's food and even provide assistance to the medicine cat when it came time to move them outside for fresh air. Originally this action was simply a selfish one, a kits desire to hear more stories about warriors fighting for territory. This desire however then grew more and more generous as he found himself satisfied with how happy the oldest of the clan always seemed when the young cat came to visit. Many others his age often teased him a little thinking he would become a medicine cat; however the tom never let this bother him. In fact he may have pursued the journey of a medicine cat had his heart had not been set on one idea. He wanted a family, one that was happy and healthy, something he did not have when he was young and wish to provide for the next generation of young cats. He'll always be the happy makeshift father figure and baby sitter for the queens in the nursery, but he'll never deny his desire to one day play with his own kin and watch them grow.
