Warriors RP: Sparrow Clan, Raven Clan, and Finch Clan

[ChickenRadio]

Name: SliverWillow

Clan of Choice: FinchClan

Age (moons): 18 moons

Gender: Female

Rank: Warrior

Looks/Appearance: Sliver/grey with green eyes

Mate: none

Kits: none

Crush: none

Other: her mate died in a fire leaving her lonely. she left her kits at a twoleg nest and doesn't nkow what happened to them

Your BYC Username: ChickenRadio






Name: RedHeart

Clan of Choice: FinchClan

Age (moons): 18 moons

Gender: Female

Rank: warrior

Looks/Appearance: light ginger with amber eyes

Mate: none

Kits: none

Crush: OwlFeather

Other: she is SliverWillows sister

Your BYC Username: ChickenRadio





Name: OwlFeather

Clan of Choice: FinchClan

Age (moons): 19 moons

Gender: male

Rank: warrior

Looks/Appearance: brown tabby with green eyes

Mate: none

Kits: none

Crush: RedHeart

Other: none

Your BYC Username: ChickenRadio

Im joining finch clan

 

[SilkiesForEver]

"if you tell anyone about this, you do not want to hear what we will do to you..." Darkheather said.
Foxheart whispered to him, "should we take her, too?" Darkheather shook his head. "she looks scared enough. i believe she won't tell anyone... as long as we promise her an awful demise if she tells anyone!" he whispered back, speaking loudly at the last part. then, he picked up Goldenheart. before he started off toward Heatherclan camp, he scratched her pelt. some of her blood dripped at the base of Thunderstar's den. he made some scuffling marks in the dust and ripped a small hunk of fur from her tail. "if it looks like an honest fight happened here then it will take them longer to figure out what we did." he said. then, he bounded off towards Heatherclan, Foxheart and Coyotefur hot on his heels.
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Scar slunk out of the bushes an walked up to Darkheather. "Right on time" he muttered and looked down at the blacked out cats they were dragging. "Looks like to you some prisoners too" he mused. "Good thinking." He purred at his leaders thinking.

 

[Wintent]

WinterKit ran up to the leader and tried to wake her.

 

[CayugaLover]

Quote: yay welcome to Finchclan! not much is happening right now, most of my cats are sleeping... we can fast forward to dawn soon (Silkiesforever Heatherclan officially starts at dawn in their time )

Quote: ((he might have met Foxheart but probably not Darkheather yet...)) Foxheart dropped Strongjaw. "Scar! i'm glad you came. we need more recruits, but that can wait until dawn. first, can you help us figure out what to do with these cats?" she said. Coyotefur whispered in Darkheather's ear, "i'm going back to Finchclan, i'm worried about that kit..."

WinterKit ran up to the leader and tried to wake her.

usually Thunderstar was a very light sleeper, but on those nights after gatherings, she slept like a rock. she grumbled, her eyes half opened, and then she fell back asleep.
Moonpaw writhed in her bed of moss. it was similar to her regular nightmare, but so much worse... a shadow of a fox, a shadow of a coyote, a dark shadow of a heather bush, the dead finch, and now there was a puddle of blood around the heather bush's base. it continued to grow and grow until it seemed the whole world was covered in blood... she was drowning in it...

 

[SilkiesForEver]

((he might have met Foxheart but probably not Darkheather yet...)) Foxheart dropped Strongjaw. "Scar! i'm glad you came. we need more recruits, but that can wait until dawn. first, can you help us figure out what to do with these cats?" she said. Coyotefur whispered in Darkheather's ear, "i'm going back to Finchclan, i'm worried about that kit..."
usually Thunderstar was a very light sleeper, but on those nights after gatherings, she slept like a rock. she grumbled, her eyes half opened, and then she fell back asleep.

(Oops, sorry)

Scar nodded at Darkheather. He was a huge cat with dark fur, and faint tabby markings. "I'm Scar," he said to Darkheather. Then he turned to Foxheart. "There's a small cave that would be perfect for holding prisoners, in my territory." he offered.

 

[Wintent]

yay welcome to Finchclan! not much is happening right now, most of my cats are sleeping... we can fast forward to dawn soon (Silkiesforever Heatherclan officially starts at dawn in their time )
((he might have met Foxheart but probably not Darkheather yet...)) Foxheart dropped Strongjaw. "Scar! i'm glad you came. we need more recruits, but that can wait until dawn. first, can you help us figure out what to do with these cats?" she said. Coyotefur whispered in Darkheather's ear, "i'm going back to Finchclan, i'm worried about that kit..."
usually Thunderstar was a very light sleeper, but on those nights after gatherings, she slept like a rock. she grumbled, her eyes half opened, and then she fell back asleep.
[rule]Moonpaw writhed in her bed of moss. it was similar to her regular nightmare, but so much worse... a shadow of a fox, a shadow of a coyote, a dark shadow of a heather bush, the dead finch, and now there was a puddle of blood around the heather bush's base. it continued to grow and grow until it seemed the whole world was covered in blood... she was drowning in it...

WinterKit finally fell asleep.

(Gtg.)

 

[Rezia]

I'm soooo sorry, guys! I haven't been on this site, due to the birth of a neice and the busy holidays. I will try my best to get all the forms in now. You may start RPing now. If all who entered new cats will PM me the forms send it to me, that would be helpful. I really don't have time to update and look at the same time. Thanks everyone for keeping this thread alive while I was gone!
-Rezia

 

[Rezia]

(Also, could everyone put the title of the clan before RPing? I get a bit confused, and I'm sure there are others, too.)

THE (supposed) UNCLAIMED TERRITORY:

A dark tabby she-cat wandered the darkest portion of the unclaimed territory. Her mind whirled in anger as the past month flooded her thoughts. She shook her head, warding away the dark thought that clouded her brain. She walked along a path, not knowing where it began or ended, always moving forward. She was a rouge, and loved it. Nothing could take it away. She stopped, suddenly. She smelled fresh blood, as if a hunt had taken place only moments before. Her eyes narrowed, and she tasted the air. A flood of cat-smell, unfamiliar, washed over her throat. She gagged, shaking her head to clear it. Her feet padded noiselessly across the marshy grass. Sniffing the air again, she crept up on the source of the foul oder. Her foot hit a twig, snapping it in half. She cursed herself under her breath.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

RavenClan:

After the meeting the cats gradually retired to their dens for the night, leaving Flametail and Lizardstripe, to guard the silent camp alone. The two new warriors sat tall and proud at the entrance of their camp, ears pricked for unusual noises that would alert them of an approaching predator, but the night was silent. Of course, niether of them were aware of what was happening in FinchClan, or the creation of HeatherClan.

 

[Rezia]

(Morning now, everyone!)

FinchClan:

Dawnheart emerged out of the warriors den, the warm sun hitting her face, full on. She didn't even bat an eyelid. How could she? She's blind! She smiled. Sniffing the air, her smile quickly turned to a sour smirk as a vision clouded her brain. (She has visions from StarClan just like a med cat, and can fight exceptionaly well, even if she is blind.) She saw a young cat thrashing in her sleep. Moonpaw. Of course. She thought to herself. She blinked. Finding her way to the medicine cat's den, she gently awoke Moonpaw.

RavenClan:

Timberpaw sneaked quietly out of the apprentice's den. She padded silently towards the new warriors, who had apperantly survived their night of vigil. "Booo!" she yelled, leaping onto them.

SparrowClan:

Winterstar padded out into the quiet SparrowClan camp. She cringed as she saw the cats in the medicine cat's den, wounded. Sadly, they hadn't recovered as much as she'd like. Her ears twitched as she heard a sound. Like a cry? Or a whimper? She walked carefully towards the noise. Treegreen's despaired eyes looked up at her from the warrior's den. "Treegreen? What's wrong?" she asked, as quietly as she could.

Treegreen sniffed. "Hawknoon is gone!" she whispered, stressed. "I looked for him everywhere!" she exclaimed. "He's not in the camp or our territory!"

Winterstar's eyes narrowed. "Why didn't you alert us as soon as he was noticed as missing? We could have found him by now!" she meowed, sternly.

Treegreen lowered her head. "I am sorry," she muttered.

"Unfortunatly, a 'sorry' won't fix this problem!" Winterstar meowed, her voice rising with every word. Her expression suddenly softened. "Nevermind. You did what you thought was right."

HeatherClan Territory:
The rouge she-cat stepped out of the bushes, in full view of the cat's assembled. "Hello," she meowed, loudly.

Meanwhile... The Marshes in HeatherClan Territory:
Hawknoon sniffed the air. He smelled cats. Lot's of them. Unfamiliar cats. His neck fur rose, but he quickly calmed himself.