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Welcome to MoonClan, a Clan guided by their namesake. A Clan that worships the Moon as a god and shuns the Sun through their very lifestyle. Welcome, and join as a disciple of the Moon. One's blood doesn't matter here, only one's faith and loyalty to the Clan.
NAME rwn / Username Bio Rank Mentor [apprentices only]
;; Bios must be at least 3 sentences long ;; All ranks are accepted except for apprentices at the moment, as currently MoonClan has a lot of them (aha PSYCH literally everyone is needed) ;; You do not need to pick your kit's warrior name and if you wish for it to be left to be filled in at ceremonies you can (please do, I love doing that) ;; You are free to roleplay your character as soon as they are on the joining thread ;; Keep in mind in roleplay that MoonClan is nocturnal and believes in a Moon God and follows rules and customs different from a traditional Clan ;; Any questions can be directed to any of the leadership
TANGLEKIT fire / Wolves. Tanglefire is a tall , lanky reddish Half Abyssinian and half Oriental shorthair she - cat, with bright yellow eyes. She is a cat who looks at life with a serious attitude. Everything she does or says is to benefit the clan. Her parents had died shortly after she turned 5 moons old . Her Mother gave birth to a stillborn kit , Tanglefire’s brother, but before he could be named her Mother was dead from blood loss. Her Father raised her until she was 5 moons old. He died in a battle against a rogue, who wanted to get rid of all kitty-pet healers. Left to defend herself the young she-cat made her way into MoonClan’s territory, with the gang right behind her. She was found by the Clan's medicine cat and some warrior’s who fought off the attackers. The medicine cat decided to take her in, cared for her cared for her wounds, which were only light claw marks and gave her to a queen to take care of her. She puts loyalty above everything else, and trust second. She won't trust anyone without a good reason. She is looks to her Elder's, Leader, Deputies and Medicine cats for guidance. If she has to choose sides she will think of all the pros and cons before picking one. Tanglefire will stand her ground if she does get into a fight or an argument. She won't lift a claw to strike anyone, unless they have wronged her or the clan in a way that is unforgivable. She believes that everyone deserves justice and a fair trial, before judgement is cast. Her gentle, kind and loyal manner, make it hard for her to fight, unless it is for a fair reason, in which she sees no reason too. Instead of wanting to hurt anyone, she wishes to heal and mend those who are wounded either physically, emotionally or spiritually. Her mind is never on fighting or hurting anyone, instead it is on herbs, herbal mixtures, and healing. When someone gets hurt or angry she often feels it, like a pit feeling in her stomach. She will sit with anyone who is feeling sad or hurt and try and comfort them, the best she can. She believes in Moon God and will obey them no matter what. She obeys the Warrior Code and Medicine Cat Codes, and never strays from them. She is completely loyal to Moon God and her Clan. If She had to choose between Moon God, the Warrior and Medicine Code and the Clan, she will always choose the Moon God. Kit
Lynxkit is a somali cat with ruddy orange hued fur. A black sable goes down her back, over her tail, shoulders, neck, forehead, and ears. Her unders (belly, chest, beneath muzzle, under tail) are creamy white in color, her salmon-colored nose has black splotches on it. Her eyes are a dark green, gray color with small accents of blue still visible though these are already beginning to fade as she gets older. Lynxkit has a fiery personality, so much so that you'd never guess she was actually the runt of her litter. She lost her other littermates to a stoat that had gotten into their den, her life was only spared because of the fact that the warriors were returning just in time to hear her mews from the nursery. Lynxkit feels the need to prove herself in situations where it isn't even necessary. She can be called too smart for her own good, her wits getting her into more trouble than they get her out of. She has a superiority complex, looking down at the other clans and most other ways of life for cats in general. She scoffs at the idea of worshipping any deity that is not the Moon God and it makes her opinions no secret. Despite her outwardly abrasive and harsh nature, Lynxkit is incredibly loyal to her clanmates and friends. She’d lay down her life without hesitance for the cats closest to her, death being a small price to pay to keep everyone safe for her.
Post by devilhybrid on Sept 28, 2018 19:59:39 GMT -5
Blackthorn/devilhybrid
Blackthorn is a long furred, russet colored cat bearing white tipped paws, a white belly, and one black thin stripe running down his back form his forehead. He displays light green eyes. He is generally a quiet and timid cat, but once you get to know him he's rather comfortable with talking and making conversation. He's a sweetheart with a lot of care for living things, respect of the living being one of his greatest values to uphold to himself and others. He can be rather sensitive, but it's a quality that makes him an excellent mediator, reading other cats and figuring out what might be best in a compromise or decision. And although he is noble and loyal to MoonClan, he finds himself worrying about other Clans and wanting to be courteous and kind to them, even if they are hostile. Some of the flaws that one may encounter with Blackthorn is that he is no good under pressure and he does not fair well when it comes to aggressive and hostile commentary or conflicts, preferring to handle mediation with calmer and softer situations. He has troubles caring for himself and he has a hard time opening up about himself, disliking being the center of attention or talking too much about himself. But when it comes down to it, when Blackthorn is called upon for help, he does his best and he always means well.
A petite lithe framed long furred she-cat. Her lengthy calico fur is a delicate blend of whites, oranges, and dark smoky greys and a single blaze of obsidian black fur along the top of her muzzle. The black blaze marking blends seamlessly into her dainty charcoal black nose. Her eyes are a soft shade of periwinkle, though with lighter flecks of sky blue flecked around her pupil. With her soft delicate exterior her personality mirrors it just as perfectly. Freekit is a warm and tender soul. Treating others with kindness and respect, even if she has just meet them. The she-cat lives by the saying, "Treat others as you would wish yourself to be treated". Freekit's way of speaking is soft and slow. Her voice hardly ever raising to a shout, and the easiest way to tell if the she-cat is genuinely happy is that her voice holds a happy little lilt. Freekit can almost be called a pushover, with how easily she bends to help others. The she-cat never wanting to be the reason that another is sad. It is also easy for one to gain Freekits trust, which i very much so a weakness for the she-cat. Though she always wants to try to see the best in others and is willing to take the risk in trying to find it.
Post by misseviler on Sept 28, 2018 23:28:36 GMT -5
ARAKIT / misseviler
A diminutive framed short fur she-cat. With a glossy light sand coloured pelt. With hints of tabby stripes down her back in a darker shade. She illuminates the world around her with her soft glow personality. It's almost like she is trying for a new life each day. Redeeming past mistakes. She has a determined mind and a quick tongue at times. When you first get to meet her she has a shy tendency and rather does not like getting close to others. She was abandoned at a young age by her father and is trying to fight for a different path than his. She has a soft spoken voice but will raise when provoke. When she gets close to others her loyalty is unfathomable and will do anything to protect the ones she loves. She gets a little goofy at times and is quite playful. Right now Ara just wants to live life to it's fullest.
Kit
Edited Sept 28, 2018 23:30:18 GMT -5 By misseviler
WILLOWKIT songstress / ian A she-cat the color of the moonlight, a pallid grey-white that is shaded by darker stripes. Her eyes are almost as pale, but instead of grey, they are of a hazel sort. She is a creature who moves across the earth with a certain kind of fluidity in her body, almost as if she is dancing. Her motions are always smooth and delicate, as any good she-cat's should be. Willowsongstress is a she-cat with, like her name might suggest, a musical voice that is similar to a ballad of a flutist. There is a certain airiness to it, although everything she says is thoroughly thought through. Willowsongstress is a gentle feline, one who falls more under the path of emphasized femininity than she might wish she was. She believes in traditional roles for she-cats, and she hates getting dirty. She is an avid huntress, but one day hopes to settle into a more gentle role as a mother first. She has a very nurturing nature; she is patient and diligent, a feline with a true affinity for compassion. However, Willowsongstress fails to have an independence about her, and she would much rather be a follower than a leader, unlike her sister, Laurelmelody. kit
LAURELKIT melody / ian A fiercely independent creature, one who refuses to let any cat tell her what to do. Although she is physically very similar to Willowsongstress, to the point that the two could easily be mistaken for each other, the two cats are very, very different. Where Willowsongstress is soft and gentle, Laurelmelody is loud and rough. She likes to get her paws dirty and desires to constantly be challenged, even when challenges aren't practical. She also likes challenging others and pushing cats to almost their limits. She is often bored with the idea of what a normal warrior's life looks like, and the creature craves strongly adventure. In this way, she can be a trouble maker, one who is often getting herself and others into messes. She's friendly and easily likeable, though, so many cats are willing to go on the rollercoaster that a relationship with Laurelmelody inevitably is. Laurelmelody is the kind of she-cat who could be considered masculine in nature, often finding she fits in more with the boys than the girls. She is also a questioner, one that questions everything all of the time. This is often irritating to others, as she demands justification for almost everything, especially when it comes to what she is supposed to believe in and what she is supposed to consider right and wrong. kit
DIAMONDCASCADE / chickadeepeony Cold. A stream of mist brimming at the rims of her mouth, lacing out into nothingness. Lost among the strangled light shifting through the chaos of tree limbs. The vain plight of the death of day to share light with the forest. And there she existed a moment in it’s crimson hue, a mere member of the scenery, another element in the natural phases of the world. Leaving, dying, living, transforming. The ever repeating cycle. The circle of life. Cliché phrases are not the grave of truth, merely the arbiter. There’s an ominousness about her physique. Her coat is wildfire in the dead of night, a sea of ebony locks cascading down her frame, encrusted, bejeweled with a flurry of dazzling red streaks and dapples; in the golden light they shimmer with an almost hypnotizing radiance. And it sits on her. Like a royal carpet for kings thrown over some peasant’s broken, dirty chair, laying regal over it’s ill-matched frame. An enigma. There’s a child-like youth to her features; two pumpkin orange eyes as round and as big as the gourd they attribute their color to, a rounded face plump with a cherub-like innocence, a pink nose more like a finely crafted button given the finest care, and yet - like her coat - it still sharply contrast the rest of her figure. She’s not quite all skin and bones. Sinew has formed where fat once had inhabited and her body is a mixture between a re-forming skeleton and some twisted form of what one might call an “athletic build”. Her body is worn, ragged from age and travel, a final product of tales that would take either too long to tell or wouldn’t matter at all. Calluses mark her pads from years walking gravel roads, a mere reminder of a past life. She refuses to mention her past, but her appearance tells enough of the tale; the soft coat of a kitty-pet, the wear and tear of travel. There are many stories in between the two points, but few would care to inquire upon them. Is it repetitive to say that in modern times we forget that it is about the journey, not the starting point nor the destination? Switch the places and swap the times, the truth is still the truth. Perhaps those of her ilk are not easy to get along with. Beyond age, beyond pleasing, beyond humoring. Past the little polite nothings of daily life. Not that she refuses to partake in the those things, but they bore her. Annoy every meager lining of her soul and fill her with churning pure distaste. Curt, brusque, there’s very little effort put into sensitivity. She merely says and does what comes to her mind to say and think. There’s some necessity for those like her, but such blunt truth isn’t always pleasant. But the truth was never meant to appease your feelings. Warrior
Lureluster / fearful Lureluster is a curious cat. Her medium-furred brown and white pelt looks very similar to a deer's, except a dark brown. Her light bluish-green eyes are often widened in surprise. Her knowledge seems to never end, and her want to know more is just as endless. In her short year of a life, she's absorbed enough information to tell you something about almost everything. Warrior
BERRYKIT rattle / chickadeepeony Two round eyes, big and bright, with a dark blue-berry color to them that is likely the reason for her namesake. Even before their striking blue hue came through they were destined to hold that resemblance, their uniquely rounded shape never changing, creating an everlasting wide-eyed baby-doll look. Her pelt is a misty grey, fluffy, covering her petite and slightly rounded figure. She looks like a cat stuck in the eternal prime of her youth, a sort of not-quite-beautiful, but incredibly cute. Something incredibly pure and fragile, angelic in a way. Born to long lineage of Moonclan cats, spanning all the way back to her great great great grandmother Roseserpent. Unfortunately, despite her lineages long history she is the last of her family, her mother and father killed in a fox attack, and her siblings dying of sickness soon after her birth. Kitten
EBONYKIT reflection / FadedEcho In most every way she is a normal member of MoonClan. She lives life day by day without worrying what might happen tomorrow. Perhaps this carefree attitude is irresponsible, but it makes life easier for Ebonyreflection. Her calm and laid back demeanor can sometimes be like a breath of fresh air while at other times it can lead to an uncomfortable silence. She only wishes to live out her life peacefully in MoonClan, the clan of her birth and the home of her and her littermates. Kit
Forgive this terrible bio. I'll probably update it to a better one once I rp her and get a better feel for her character.
DARKKIT dance / fawn “But I'm dancing in the moonlight, It's caught me in the spotlight, I’m alright. Dancing in the moonlight, on this long hot summer night.” Born into the world on the cusp of twilight came Darkdance and his siblings. Like most of his siblings, his fur is a greyscale of greys, blacks and whites. Which the tom assumes they inherited from their parents. The base of Darkdance’s fur is a pale ivory grey, that in the full moonlight one would assume it was ghostly white. The most of the pale grey fur is covered in smokey dark grey. The smokey markings shroud his back and ghosts over his legs that darken to a charcoal black once it reaches his paws. His underbelly, chest and head are a pale ivory grey, while his face and ears are that same smokey grey as his back, his ears softly transitioning into the same charcoal black as his paws. Ghostly white markings surround his pale sea blue eyes, his nose is a dark rose pink. His fluffy tail is smokey grey that fades into the dark charcoal as the other points of his body. Darkdance has a light frame and lean muscles, the most of his body weight coming from his thick fluffy fur. Darkdance’s personality can be summed up into two words: Wild Tornado. The tom seems to have a very short attention span. Bouncing from one topic to another, his mouth moving a mile a minute. If you find yourself at the butt of one of his jokes or pranks don’t take it to heart. Darkdance loves to laugh be it at the expense of others or himself. His laid-back demeanour making it easy for others to either get enamoured with him or annoyed at him. The tony tom exudes charisma and self-confidence. Unafraid of the world and the evils that may lurk in it. Which usually gets him into trouble. Kit
GALAXYKIT waltz / biyuu A dark grey tom with a white tail and pale blue eyes. Born to a pair of MoonClan warriors who have since gone missing, he is the brother of Crescentblush, Ebonyreflection, Veildream, and Darkdance. A friendly, affable tom, he has a sweet-natured disposition and the unfortunate pathological need to make every other MoonClan like him. If he suspects that he's wronged someone somehow, he'll stop at near nothing to try and repair his relationship with them. He is one of the less physically-imposing members of his Clan, and does not possess great amounts of talent at hunting or fighting; however, his goofy sense of humour and willingness to try everything at least once is endearing, and most people tolerate him despite his clumsiness for this reason. Though he is a trustworthy, loyal friend and doesn't like to get involved in personal drama, he isn't a particularly trusting cat himself, having many friends but fewer close ones. He is very intelligent and uses his smarts to make up for his lack of ability on the battlefield, but he is also a more sensitive tom than most, and tends to take even the most good-natured teasing to heart. Kit
༼ಢ_ಢ༽ rest in peace reprise's tail ᕙ(░ಥ╭͜ʖ╮ಥ░)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
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Post by paige.rylee on Oct 29, 2018 3:34:28 GMT -5
LOSTBUTTERFLY / PaigeDorothy Lostbutterfly was always strange. She never talked, for fear she would say the wrong thing. She is quite caring towards those she knows well. However, she doesn't know many cats in Moonclan that well. She did know one tom once. His name was Forgottenspider and he was Lostbutterfly's love of her life. She met him in the nursery as a kit and they just started bonding. It took a while, yes, but Forgottenspider never gave up. They were both too young then to understand love but their friendship was stronger then any of the other kits'. When they both became apprentices they realized their love for each other. Both Lostbutterfly's parents were old as they had had her when they were almost considering to become elders. However, they hadn't expected another kitten. Lostbutterfly's parents said she had had another sibling, but being that her parents been so old, he had not survived. This made Lostbutterfly sad. However, when she became a warrior with Forgottenspider, her mother past away. Soon after, so did her father. This left Lostbutterfly sad and bitter. Luckily, Forgottenspider was there for her and soon they realized they were to be having kittens of their own. At first Lostbutterfly was happy about this, until some other cat told her that Forgottenspider was in love with another cat named Roseapple, a pretty she-cat. Angry, Lostbutterfly turned on Roseapple and Forgottenspider. She was sad and broken. She had no cat she could turn to, as she was too shy to ask for from her leader. Instead, she wanted revenge, so, one night she padded towards Forgottenspider's nest while he was fast asleep. She told him to get up come with her. Then, when they were a far away from Moonclan's camp she tried to murder him. However, Forgottenspider was stronger then her, as she was pregnant and he was over powering her. Thankfully, the night patrol heard her cries and saved her but not without first fighting off Forgottenspider who ran of into the night crying out the single word 'sorry!' Lostbutterfly is a black cat with blue eyes that seem to be always looking past you and never at you. She has three fine kittens, Fogdusk, Lilacpetal and Hopewind. Her mate is Grandsky. Warrior
LILACKIT petal / biyuu A black and white tom with blue eyes. After moons upon moons of being teased for his rather feminine name, Lilacpetal has developed thick skin. Distrusting of others and hard to get to know, Lilacpetal has a hard time opening up to his Clanmates about his feelings, and has trouble making friends. He finds it hard to maintain friendships and enjoys spending time on his own, even sometimes shying away from his siblings. He often goes on long hunting trips by himself to give himself some peace and quiet, away from the liveliness of the Clan camp. While Lilacpetal is indeed a cat of few words and is fearful of his Clanmates for no good reason, he takes great pride in following the warrior code and devotes himself to MoonClan for the sake of MoonClan's honour itself. Kit
Owlkit (eye)- A brown and grey tortoiseshell she cat with piercing yellow eyes, hence the name. She is not a shy cat, but is extremely introverted. She would prefer to sit back and watch events unfold rather than be apart of them. Laid back and cool, Owlkit is fine with being an outsider, and she has very little need to feel as though she fits in. Her sarcastic attitude is shocking to most cats in contrast to her quiet demeanor. Owlkit is a very loyal and dedicated friend, but won't hesitate to tell one if they're being a mousebrain. Like her namesake, Owlkit much prefers being in the moonlight than the scorching sun, which can lead to some interesting night time adventures.
Shadeberry-A sturdy, fluffy black cat with green eyes, Shadepelt is a loyal and dedicated Moonclan warrior. His solid and rugged appearance is the exact opposite of his soft, lovable personality. He is extremely easy to get along with, and loves nothing more than a good adventure with a group of good friends. He has a warm heart, and always likes to see the best in people. Although that sounds like a good trait, sometimes he sees good when it isn't even there...
