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11.06.2022 The site has been transformed into an archive. Thank you for all the memories here!
Here on Classic we understand that sometimes life can get difficult and we struggle. We may need to receive advice, vent, know that we are not alone in our difficult times, or even just have someone listen to what's going on in our lives. In light of these times, we have created the support threads below that are open to all of our members at any time.
Hey, all it took some time but, Earthclan is finally up and ready for joining. We are currently accepting all ranks from Senior Warriors to Elders. please do not ask to be made Deputy or MC/A I will more than likely be holding tryouts soon so stay tuned!
If you join as an apprentice, please ask someone to mentor your cat before joining as an Apprentice.
**Earthclan no longer has mudlarks and all mudlarks have been re-added as warriors.
F O R M A T- Sr./warrior/ Elder
NAME Roleplayed by Username Bio
F O R M A T- App/kit NAME/RWN Roleplayed by Username bio Mentored by (only if Apprentice)
Q U E E N F O R M A T NAME Roleplayed by Username bio kits: Mate/Partner
A small body covered in pale silver fur, overlaid with darker stripes, dark amber eyes that glow in the darkest of nights. Cinderthroat is a huntress, her paws silent as smoke. Once she had been named for her ash colored coat, yet after a forest fire gone wild, and smoke inhalation, the young she-cat was renamed due to her raspy voice. Despite her soft voice, she has a strong opinion about most things and her tongue is just as sharp as her claws. Highly independent, she takes pride in her hunting skills and doesn't care much for boasting yet soaks in the praise. Cinderthroat's hopes are to be one of the most recognized hunters in EarthClan. Though not ambitious to say, she does want the respect of her Clanmates, not their pity.
Polarfantasy Roleplayed by chickadeepeony White-grey fur, plush and velvetine, ripples down a sleek, lithe body, a slight hint of an athletic build in her semi-muscular shape, but all contradicted by her more feminine physique. Her pelt is speckled with hints of blue grey, highlighted with silver in an almost fae-ish sparkle. Her eyes are a dancing blue grey. It’s unfortunate, however, her appearance are this she cat’s most outstanding trait. She is a terrible hunter, a poor fighter, and beyond being pure eyes candy and a gossiping more than queens contributes practically nothing to the clan. Good thing she’s pretty.
SWEETKIT / HEART roleplayed by sungmetutankawaylake Sweetheart is a rather unique looking feline. Her fur is mostly grey like mist or smoke. Her chest is as white as snow as well as her paws. Above her mouth and below her nose are two white spots that make it look like she has a mustache. Her fur is long starting at her chest and all the way to her tail. Her eyes are an amber hue like fire, blazing with and for knowledge of not just the physical but of the spiritual. Her seeking knowledge of both worlds indicates that she is partially blind. She was partially blind at birth , unable to see out of her eyes due to it being blurred or as it's called a "Lazy eye" and ever since has to learn to adjust to life. She hates to be babied and prefers to learn things on her own, not to say that a mentor isn't needed just that she doesn't want nor need to work in a group but prefers one on one training. Sweetheart doesn't let her blindness get to her, in fact she embraces it. Sweetheart is a kind , gentle , sweet and passionate cat who only wants to learn to heal and help her Clan with whatever is needed. As a kit she was raised by her Father, who taught her all the basics, even the basics of healing and herbs, early , so that she was prepared. Not long after she turned 5 moons old , her Father was presumed dead. He had gone out in the morning to do some hunting and never made it back. In fact no one could find him, till the snow had melted and all they found was fur , blood, and skin. Her Father had been buried under the snow and had suffocated from a snow storm. Sweetheart never knew her Mother, she had died giving birth to her. She wasn't given a name till she was at least 3 moons old, due to her Father not knowing what to call her. After seeing how she was always trying to care for everyone he decided to name her "Sweetkit". Sweetheart does live up to her name, as a kit and apprentice, she is always trying to help, anyone she can. A kit gets hurt she is there to comfort it, a warrior is wounded she is there to help ease their pain, a cat needs advice or seeks help in something, she volunteers. Sweetheart prefers to fight with words and not her claws, but if she has to she does it so that no blood is shed, a warning snap or a swipe of her paw, is her method of fighting. Other then that she prefers to fight illnesses , heal broken or damaged hearts, bones and egos. She doesn't seem like the warrior type, and you wouldn't be wrong. She dreams of being a medicine cat , healing those in need , but she also dreams of being a leader who strives to bring peace to the world. Sweetheart is 100% EarthClan and is completely loyal to her Clan and Ancestors. She doesn't know who else in EarthClan is related to her and hopes to find out someday. She also doesn't know if she wants a mate or kits, but time will tell.
FIREFLAME roleplayed by sungmetutankawaylake Fireflame is the oldest son of Madking and an Unknown EarthClan Queen, who died of a disease that had no cure and no name. Fireflame is an intelligent , loyal and seems to be a natural leader. As a kit he would always take the lead on activities and now as a warrior , he volunteers for everything he can. He may seem like an over achiever, but that is not so. He only does everything, to help his Clan, no matter what it is, or if it breaks an order or a Code rule. He willingly will take any punishment that is given with his head held high. He finds no shame in what he is doing, therefore he doesn't show it. He hates to see other cats , even cats outside the Clans getting hurt or suffering, and won't hesitate to help them. Fireflame follows his heart, and he knows it will probably get him killed one day , but for now, he will follow it. He is very protective of his kid sister Monarchmalady, having promised their Mother , on her death-bed that he would. Fireflame spends as much time with his sister as possible. Because she is suffering, he feels useless, and doesn't like the feeling, so he does what he can for her, getting her favorite prey , getting water, or anything she asks of him. Fireflame is someone who likes to think outside the box, in every situation thrown at him. He always seems to have a plan and always a way to escape. If he doesn't have anything, be assured that something is wrong with him. Fireflame has long fur , bright orange pelt that shines like fire in the sun and bright green eyes like a new leaf turning. That is one reason for his name the other is that he always follows his heart, and doesn't stray from it. He puts his Clan first, but won't hesitate to help other's in their greatest time of need. He hopes to become a respected leader someday even if only a warrior. He doesn't really want to be Leader of the whole Clan, but if asked too he will. He will see it as an honor and do his best to lead, until his last breath. Fireflame hopes to find a mate someday and possibly have kits of his own, but for now he will do all he can for the family he has now, both immediate and as a whole. He doesn't know what kind of relationship he would have with his Father due to his time spent doing warrior duties and spending time with his sister, maybe they will form a relationship someday soon.
NETTLEWING Roleplayed by fawn A medium length creamy fawn furred tom with nettle green coloured eyes and a rosy pink nose rimmed in scarlet. The base of Nettlewing’s fur is a creamy white, his back cloaked in a smoky grey. His muzzle seeming the only splotch of pure white on his body. Nettlewing’s features are soft-rounded and are almost kitten like in nature. He’s not thick and sturdy like most EarthClan cat his body instead favouring the lighter leaner side. In some odd twist of nature if the season allows it flower petals almost always seem to be clinging to his fur. The soft petals finding a home in his silky smooth fur, thus leaving the tom always smelling like a floral garden. The scent even clinging to his pelt in the dead of winter. Nettlewing is a kind and thoughtful spirit. Always to put the needs of others over himself when the greater good is at stake. He may be soft spoken, but he has a way of making other listen to what he has to say and considering his opinions. Nettlewing is a thinker and planner. Not willing to risk putting those he holds dear to him in danger on a split second decision or a whim. His brother is Ivybloom.
SANDYPETAL Roelplayed by fawn Petite. Dense. Overly gullible. Those words sum up Sandypetal to the letter. A she-cat who is too pure for her own good, and too clumsy that it's almost adorable... almost. Her clumsiness and overly aloof attitude can often get on other's nerves quickly. She's not stupid, she's just uncaring and to laid back to give a rat's about it. There are sporadic times when she can surprise others with her quick wit and intelligent input but those are few and far between. Sandypetal is a ball of pure sunshine and jaw-dropping cluelessness. Her fluffy maple brown fur covered in dark amber swirls of tabby stripes, and her muzzle is a precious snow white. Her nose is a small button of peachy pink and her eyes are an almost comically wide seafoam green. She's quite often getting herself in sticky situations literally and figuratively. She talks a mile a minute about nothing and everything at the same time. Do not tell her a secret because that word is foreign to her.
AESTIVALKIT / PHILOSOPHY Roleplayed by fawn Aestivalphilosophy is a lean-muscled long legged she-cat. Thick long silky pearl white coloured fur covers her lithe frame which contrasts beautifully against her dark amber irises. A beauty not only in looks but the mind as well. She is a sponge for knowledge. Absorbing anything and everything that she can get her paws on. Her pursuit of knowledge is almost unrivalled. Her quick mind and vast knowledge one of her strengths. She could talk theories and philosophies all day and feel like she'd never run out of things to say. Though with her pursuit of knowledge her social skills have somewhat dulled in comparison. Her words tend to lean on the over complicated and confusing side, and her humour is dull and dry. It's not very humorous to those who don't understand the joke. She finds it hard to make friends who don't take on the same interests as she does and isn't afraid to wrinkle her nose at those who feel like brute strength is the way to go about things.
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Post by neverstarstar on Nov 13, 2018 1:54:41 GMT -5
CHOCOLATEKIT/CLOUD Roleplayed by neverforgotten. There isn't much to say about Chocolatecloud that hasn't already been laid bare to the world, she isn't a terribly complicated she-cat. Some may mistake that as dull, but Chocolatecloud prefers to call herself 'honest and open'. To anyone looking from a distance she appears to be a rule-abiding, moral, average warrior. But in fact she loves breaking the very rules she promises to follow. As honest as she is, Chocolatecloud can't keep a secret, promise, or listen to direction. She does try but it always ends in broken trusts and shattered rules. From a kitten she was that way, which meant retaining friendships wasn't high on her list of achievements, however hard she attempted. It's not that she is trying to be mean or manipulative but rather there is no filter between her brain and her mouth. If she thinks it, she blurts it. And when a rule is set it's almost like a challenge in her mind, after all 'rules are made to be broken'. To her family, Chocolatecloud tries her very best to appear completely loyal and trustworthy, especially to Brimmingberry, her mother. Being the daughter of the medicine cat means Chocolatecloud is basically a taboo, but she's okay with that. She thinks it makes her interesting and evens out her inability to keep any cat's confidence. Her siblings, Owlfeather, Acornheart, and Walnutfur, may seem more adjusted than Chocolatecloud, but she thinks that her 'openness' means she is destined for greatness. After all, who wouldn't trust a clan leader that never lied or hid anything? The brown and white-socked she-cat spends most of her time 'training' which really means spying, collecting information, and trying to memorize every pebble in EarthClan. And who knows, maybe one day she will actually achieve her goals. Maybe she will end up with a mate and kits and a the nine lives of a leader.
A mystery wrapped in an enigma hidden under a pretty face; that's the core of who this cat is. At face value, Rookback is an impressive looking tom: a slender yet well-built figure, perfectly shaped for chasing fast prey. His pelt is sleek and short pitch-black fur, with two silver stripes that run along the course of his back like a pair of wings, from which his warrior name was derived. Even more impressive are his eyes, a striking cobalt blue that stands out even when his pelt blends in with the night. Rookback is an affable tom, generally kind to others and disliking of conflict; always carrying a rational and level-headed demeanor even in the most stressful situations. The mystery of Rook, however, lies in his origins. He stands as the one the newest members of the Shadow Walkers, joining only a few short moons before they came to Earthclan. When they discovered him, he only gave his name and claimed that he was on a journey, searching for something important to him. His determination and skill impressed them, and they let him join, though no one since that day has ever managed to get him to talk about where he came from. Whether he has managed to find what he was searching for or not, he Rookback seems at home in Earthclan, and is more at peace than his acquaintances have ever seen him. Perhaps he did find it after all.
BLOODROSE When you look at nature, the way it shimmers under the blue-white rays of the moon, it's not difficult to become entranced by its beauty. Even the very make up of every tiny leaf and seed is intricate and delicate. Even the slightest change in one of the millions of possible variables can have extreme affects on the outcome of the plant. Every tiny aspect of it is governed by the forces that surround it. It's so easy to destroy the spark of life energy in it, but when it truly grows in the perfect standards, every variable just as it should, it's breath taking. The colors flow together in a way that no other combination could, creating the perfect palette. Even in all that majesty, there is one flower that is sought after above the rest. A rose. The haunting red rose means love, respect, and pure passion. A beautiful pink rose symbolizes joy, gentleness, and pure bliss. Finally, a pure white rose stands for innocence, silence, and secrecy. This is how BloodRose earned her odd name. Originally known as Rose, this she-cat represents every trait of the triad of rose colors. Even from a young age, she spent her time helping those cats within the city she was born into. Although she was beautiful just as the plant after which she was named, her mind refused to acknowledge the fact. Orange fur so light it creates a pinkish-white and amber eyes that are always shimmering and animated, she fought to keep tears from them. She was pushed around and told she had to be perfect, until she met the tom she loved, Hydrangea. The name, unbeknownst to her, often represents heartlessness. Eventually, the tom who loved and protected her, shattered her beyond anything physically imaginable. A bloodied rose is often portrayed as heartbreak and pain, so when Rose ran away to moonclan, her name became Bloodrose, to convey the agony she felt. For a very long time, she was unable to do anything. Even healing, her passion, took too much energy to complete. The once lively and loved she-cat had entered a condition similar to shock. Over time, she begun to make peace with the pain brought upon her, beginning to move again. Soon enough, she had returned to her old self, hiding the crack Hydrangea had created behind a wall of new memories. She even begun to heal again, until the corpse of a tom cat was found on the edge of the vast territory. The lifeless body before her was the tom she had once loved. Fleeing, Bloodrose left the clan she loved for a long, agonizing moon. During her journey, she began to come to terms with her pain. It was hard for her to understand why fate always seemed to be against her. One sunless dreary morning though, her sorrow turned to bliss. Happiness like she had never felt before and would never feel again. No longer would she have to be tormented by the memories and reminiscence that plagued her every waking moment. Never again would she have to feel the trepidation brought on by her ongoing desolation. Bloodrose resolved to become the Medicine cat of Moonclan, giving her the ability to not only heal and protect, but she would finally be free of love and the inevitable distress it brought on. The lifestyle fit her perfectly. The she-cat regained her happiness and joy, and the heartbreak she had felt only made her more determined to do her very best. After a while though, that determination faltered. When someone else was chosen, she left yet again to find somewhere else. She found her way to Earthclan, and while she had given up healing, she was more than ready to be a warrior, far from the city life she had started with. Warrior
SOLSTICESONG A solstice is an astronomical event that occurs twice each year as the Sun reaches its highest or lowest excursion relative to the celestial equator on the celestial sphere. The solstices and the equinoxes are connected with the seasons. In many cultures, the solstice marks either the beginning or the midpoint of winter or summer. In the summer, the Solstice marks the longest day of the year. In the winter, it marks the shortest. The summer solstice, also known as Midsummer, many ancient religions and cultures celebrated fertility. It’s a time to honor the sun and earth. The winter solstice, on the other hand, celebrates rebirth. It’s often referred to as Yule and marks the shortest day of the year. The days weave into a song of celebration, which Solsticesong represents. Graceful and gentle, she moves in the same way as a song. She changes as the solstice does, bright and happy in Summer, but dark and quiet in winter. Her pelt is golden like the sun, yet her eyes are blue as ice. Her mother, Lilystar, died giving birth to her, Blackdancer, Oceanripple, and Isolatedsky. She refused to have a mother figure after that, she was fine with her father, Hawk. She grew up being protective over her siblings, never wanting them to hurt like Solsticesong was inside. This may perhaps be the only trait of hers that doesn’t go along with her name. Other than that, her name describes her perfectly. She is a solstice song and she embraces it. After a long time, she left her siblings and home to join Earthclan once Moosestar came to power. warrior
CRYSTALFIRE A crystal. A thing of remarkable beauty. Fire. A thing of deadly danger. When put together what do they become? A beautiful yet deadly she-cat. Crystalfire was named after her remarkable beauty and her quick, and deadly, temper. Her amber red pelt is covered in splashes of white here and there while her eyes are the color of the dark blue sea. She is a excellent hunter and a even better fighter. Her claws are long and sharp and she's not afraid to slap others around with them in warning. She is a harsh unforgiving cat that many call heartless but to her she's just trying not to get hurt. For you see when Crystalfire was just a small kit her mother tried to drown her when she realized that she was a runt. On the verge of death Crystalfire drifted down stream, her life slowly slipping through her claws. Suddenly, she was snatched from the water and as she look above her a face came into view. The face of a Tom covered in the scars of his forgotten battles. He took her to his cave and began to train her. His training was harsh and back breaking but in the end Crystalfire appreciated it and loved it. Sadly, soon after Crystalfire became of warrior age her old friend, and somewhat father, passed on to starclan. Lost and confused she left the cave she had called home and began to explore the great unknown. Finally, she came across a lovely clan who welcomed her fighting skills and wisdom. Crystalfire is wise for her age and what use to be the runt of the litter is now one of the biggest she-cats in the clan. She is very strong willed and will fight for what she believes is right. Crystalfire may seem like a bad cat but when you actually get her alone and find her true self she is actually very sweet and caring. She's just afraid to show it....afraid to get hurt. Unless you make her mad. Behind the goodness is a killer. A dark spot in her heart that can be easily pulled out. This she learned from the tom. She is the Crystal and the fire. She is Crystalfire.
PROTECTINGSHADOWS For some, their past is filled with good memories and mild hardships. Unfortunately, not everyone grew up that way. Pepper grew up happy, but that ended bloody when he lost his parents and his sister, Perch. At such a young age, it took Pepper a long time to realize what had happened. He ended up in winterclan with only the vague memories filled with copious amounts of blood. As he grew older, the memories began to fade, until she found her sister. She had been rescued by a party from Fallclan, and raised as one of their own. After finding this out, Pepper was named Protectingshadows after his protective and caring nature. His grey-black pelt matches the name perfectly and amplify his ice blue eyes at the same time. He stayed in Winterclan for 4 more moons before travelling to Earthclan.
OWLKIT / FEATHER roleplayed by SungmetutankaWaylake Owlfeather is a handsome fluffy Maine Coon. His pelt is a mixture of colors and patterns. His fur consists of brown, light yellow, gold, black and russet hues. He has black stripes and calico patterns with his fur. He was named after his Uncle Nightowl and tries his hardest to live up to his name. Owlfeather is someone who sticks to the rules and never seems to stray. He often berails other's who seem to not regard the rules as they should. Unlike most cats, he doesn't mind doing his duties knowing that it is helping his clan. He finds pride in doing the right things and tries to make a difference. He may have been the offspring of forbidden love, but he doesn't care or at least he never lets it get in his way of serving his Clan. He loves his parents and siblings dearly, but he won't stand to let them do anything wrong, even if it hurts him. He would sacrifice himself to make sure nothing is out of place. He is a follower of his good ancestors and strives to please them with everything. Kit
