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.:Leafbare:. The lakes, rivers, and ponds are all frozen with a thick layer of ice. Snow covers nearly everything, and prey is scarce.
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Full Physical Description: Dividedheart's tabby pelt is dark grey and black, and follows the more "traditional" set of striped patterns. His eyes a dark-ish orange, looking almost crimson at times. They seem to forever be...smoldering. Though taller than his sister, Dividedheart is still about and inch or two shorter than most cats. He does not treat his size with contempt, instead using it to get in and out of places average cats wouldn't normally be able to maneuver through. He is a longhair, also like his sister, though it is not as prominent as it is for her. On the tip of his tail, which also fans out dramatically, is a lighter grey.
Personality: Slightly mad, though not in the "I hear voices" sense of the word, nor the "Grawr" sense. Dividedheart has deluded himself into thinking his parents are still alive, and refuses to believe otherwise, which has left him a rogue. He does not like to conform to a Clan's way of life, preferring the more obvious freedom of living alone. Dividedheart like to hunt and battle, but if he had to choose one over the other, he'd say he lives to fight. He almost instinctively hates anyone he meets, but tolerates them if he can learn something new from them.
History: Born as Scalekit alongside his sister, Inkkit. However, before they were made apprentices, their parents were murdered by rogues. Refusing to believe that the deaths actually happened, though he saw their bodies, Dividedheart left CloudClan shortly after becoming an apprentice by the name of Scalepaw. After a while of living as a rogue, Dividedheart renamed himself Dividedpaw, because of his history as a Clan cat that he could never fully give up (hence the reason he kept a Clan-like name.) He coerced other rogues to give him training in return for stealing prey for them from the Clans, and therefore learned even more hunting techniques and battling moves. His sister, then Inkpaw, caught him taking prey, and let him off the first time. However, his habit continued, and he fought with him. He tore a bit of her ear off, and could have won, but instead decided to let her live. A little after this, he heard along the grapevine that she'd become a warrior, named Inkpelt. He immediately changed his name, then, to Dividedheart. He is now reconsidering the possibility of living alongside other cats. And he doesn't know Inkstar is now a leader.
RolePlay Example: Wind swept the tom's wispy fur and he raised his muzzle to the soft breeze, letting out a small sigh that would be carried along the gust. It wouldn't be a recognizable voice--more like...one forgotten. Dividedheart blinked his confused eyes as they filled with sorrow--it wasn't an emotion he was used to, exactly. His back twitched, as if to hint at the reason for his despair. "It's been a year, dear sister..." he whispered, then turned his back on the border that say a few foxlengths away from him. He didn't need a home. He didn't need a sister. He didn't need love.
.Don't.Spill.The.Ink. « Result #4 on Apr 7, 2008, 7:07pm »
Name: Inkstar
Age: 39 moons
Clan: CloudClan
Position: Leader
Picture (Optional):Clickk. (There's her bio there, too. XD)
Physical Description: At first glance, one might see an apprentice close to becoming a warrior, but the lithe, height-challenged she-cat is in fact over three years of age. Inkstar's black pelt is kitsoft, thick, but oddly wispy. Her tail looks as if it's comprised of a mass of down feathers, fluffy, but in a calm, tamed way. It is easily disturbed by weather. Though she is small for her age, Inkstar seems to have unusually large paws. She is constantly tripping over them, much to her despair and annoyance. Along with the...obvious largeness of her paws, they come with tiny tufts of fur in between each digit. Inkstar's eyes are a rich gold-ish color, though her pupils are rimmed by the color of the pale light often used to describe the moon. Though relatively free of battle scars (Inkstar wass one of the few warriors that actually listens when the medicine cat says to keep the poultice on), she has a strange notch in her right ear where the skin appears to have been torn by a sharp claw.
Personality: I would describe Inkstar as "temperamental", but the words "moody" and "emotionally confused" seem to fit her personality better. She's not exactly...mean, but is easily irritated, especially when the subject of conversation is her height, her habit of tripping, or her torn ear. She regards outsiders with caution, giving them the same attitude she gives kindness. Inkstar seems doubtful in one's ability to be truthful or loyal, a trait attributed to the death of her parents and the betrayal of her brother, Dividedheart. In a way, Inkstar can be summed up by the song "Fields of Innocence", though there's a spiteful bit of her that seeks out revenge and the lust of battle. She really prefers the steady rhythm of hunting, though, and often goes out by herself to think and do good for her Clan. Inkstar was always the one to offer to take care of the elders as an apprentice, though her requests were more often than not denied. She loved to hear about the lives of those than came before her, and when she crosses a landmark on her territory, she wonders, Who else has been here, seeking knowledge of the past, like me?
History: Born in CloudClan alongside her brother, Dividedheart. The two were shocked when, a few days before their apprenticeship, their parents were attacked by rogues when they were out hunting. Inkkit seemed to accept the fact that they were gone, and retreated into herself to cope. However, her brother, who's name was Scalekit back then, refused to acknowledge the events of life, and left the Clan almost immediately after becoming an apprentice. He became a rogue and trained by himself, occasionally running into other rogues who were willing to show him some fighting moves if he stole prey from the Clans, which he did without discernible remorse. One day, while Inkpaw was out thinking, she caught self-named Dividedpaw in the act of stealing prey from CloudClan. At first, she was going to let him off the hook, thinking what a poor, unfortunate soul her brother had become. However, the next day, she found him again, dragging off a(n) [insert prey here]. Filled with a sense of betrayal, she attacked him. In the end, Dividedpaw should have won, but he decided to just leave and give her something to remember him by--a shred in her right ear. Inkstar has never forgiven--or forgotten--him. And recently, she's heard rumors of a rogue cat by the name of Divdedheart, seeking out a new place to live...
Roleplay Example: Inkpelt padded into camp, then slowed as she saw Rivensense. Oh, this'll be just GREAT, her mind growled, but she nudged the thoughts away and forced a smiling onto her face. "Morning, Rivensense. How's your day faring?" The black she-cat trotted past him to set down her prey onto the freshkill pile, then figured it'd be rude for her to leave, now that she'd started to make conversation. So the warrior returned to the elder who was younger than her, sitting a tad farther away than what would have been considered "normal". However, in her mind, Rivensense wasn't normal, so it hardly mattered to her, now did it?
Code: xdiamondfox
((The roleplay example above is an RP between and my friend Bear. Steal the idea, names, etc., etc., and I will go spazzy on you. Seriously.))
There was peace once, though by now it is but a distant memory in the minds of those old enough to remember. There was order and cohesion, and nothing to fear. The Keepers of Hesperides stayed within their walled Haven, and none disrupted their peace. There was always a rumor that an object of unspeakable power lay hidden within those great walls, but in time the rumor grew dull with age. But now a young stallion, maddened with greed, is gathering all the information he can about this mysterious object of celestial power. Flanked by the powerful drafts of the northern lands, he is murdering and taking prisoners left and right. There is only a handful of southern herds that stand against him, led by the mysterious Theseus. If they are vanquished, the Keepers will be on their own. Chaos and uncertainty abound. How much longer can the forces of reason hold off this madman?
The board is set, the pieces are in play. Whose side will you join?
Joined: Jan 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 14 Karma: 0
Ceremonies « Result #9 on Feb 1, 2008, 6:03pm »
Apprentice Ceremony: Leader: _____kit, please come forward. _____kit, from this day forward, until you recieve your warrior name, you will be known as _____paw. ______, you are now ready to take on an apprentice. You will be mentor to _____paw. Snowstorm, you have shown yourself to be a warrior of strength and courage. I'm sure you will pass on all you know to this apprentice.
Medicine Cat Apprentice Ceremony: Medicine Cat: _____paw, is it your wish to enter into the mysteries of StarClan as a medicine cat? _____paw: It is. Medicine Cat: Then come forward. Warriors of StarClan, I present to you this apprentice. She has chosen the life of medicine cat. Grant her your wisdom and insight so that she may understand your ways and heal her Clan in accordance to your will.
Warrior Ceremony: Leader: I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. _____paw, do you promise to follow the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life? Apprentice: I do. Leader: Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. _____paw, from this day forth you will be known as _________. Mossclan welcomes you as a full warrior.
Medicine Cat Ceremony: Medicine Cat: I, _________, medicine cat of ___clan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of a medicine cat, and with your help she will serve her Clan for many moons. ____paw, do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry between Clan and Clan an to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your life? _____paw: I do. Medicine Cat: Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your true name as a medicine cat. ____paw, from this moment you will be known as _______. StarClan honors your ____ and your _____, and we welcome you as a full medicine cat.
Deputy Ceremony: The time has come to appoint a new deputy. I say these words before StarClan, that the spirits of our ancestors may hear and approve my choice. _____ will be the new deputy of ____clan.
Leader Ceremony: Leader: Welcome, ________. Are you ready to receive your nine lives? Deputy: Yes, I am ready. Warrior #1: With this life I give you courage, use it well in defense of your Clan. Warrior #2: With this life I give you justice, use it well as you judge the actions of others. Warrior #3: With this life I give you loyalty to what you know to be right, use it well to guide your Clan in times of trouble. Warrior #4: With this life I give you tireless energy, use it well to carry out the duties of a leader. Warrior #5: With this life I give you protection, use it well to care for your Clan as a mother cares for her kits. Warrior #6: With this life I give you mentoring, use it well to train the young cats of your Clan. Warrior #7: With this life I give you compassion, use it well for the elders of your Clan, and the sick, and all those weaker than yourself. Warrior #8: With this life I give you love, use it well, for all the cats in your care. Leader: Welcome, ________, my warrior, my deputy, With this life I give you nobility and certainty and faith. Use it well as you lead your Clan in the ways of StarClan and the warrior code. I hail you by your new name, ____star. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants to you the guardianship of ____clan. Defend it well; care for the young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity.
Elder Ceremony: Leader: _______, You say that the time has come for you to join the elders. Are you sure this is what you want? ______: It is. Leader: Then you will rely on apprenitces and younger warriors to bring you fresh-kill, and you are no longer able to go on patrol.
Name Change Ceremony: Leader: Spirits of StarClan, you know every cat by name. I ask you now to take away the name from the cat you see before you, for it no longer stands for what he/she is. By my authority as Clan leader, and with the approval of our warrior ancestors, I give this cat a new name. From this moment she will be known as ______.
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