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WinterClan, a neighboring clan to WingClan
You come to a cool tundra upon your travels, an inhale the cool, moist air and spread your wings to feel the sun that lightly peeks over the light-framed peaks. Dotting this beautiful, dreamlike landscape are many conifer trees, with softly swaying grasses patched with melting snow, that condenses the closer you walk to the grand, towering mountain range in front of you. A doe watches you curiously from beside, with hares gracefully bounding past. Though you are tired, mere ambition takes you further, the ambition to explore the mystery-shrouded beyond; still you feel your feet fall forward, but effortlessly.
* * *
As you spot a border of stone, and gingerly approach, a rooster of rich amber, ivory, and white with very lightly feathered legs and long black claws, almost unseen against the snow-dappled foliage approaches you, his stature powerful and lacking of fear. A smile touches his pale, rosy face as he looks at you, his eyes thoughtful. "Welcome to WinterClan," he says in an even tone, "Do you wish to stay?"
* * *
About WinterClan
WinterClan is another clan, like WingClan, but their members are chickens from lines of cold-hardy breeds that were born and raised in the climate that they were bred for. Those chickens escaped from captivity, with some already being feral, away into the tundra where they established WinterClan. Some of these wild chickens have also hybridised with other Galliforme species like Ptarmigans, Grouse, and species of Pheasants that originated in the harsh climate, further adding to their hardiness. Winterclan is a peaceful people, and they do not fight unless war is waged against them, but when they do fight they do it well.
* * *
Joining form:
Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Appearance:
Personality:
Abilities:
History:
Other:
BYC Username:
Breed(Optional):
* * *
Leader:
Froststar- A tall, and well-built Icelandic rooster with a beautiful Pyle-like coloration; his wing coverts, and the base of his saddle are a rich coppery amber. His partial crest is golden, streaked with amber, and it blends to ivory down his hackles. His long saddle is copper at the base, blending to ivory like his hackles, and he has a large, grand white tail. The rest of his body is snowy white, and he has long, willow-colored legs. He is the grandson of whom founded the clan. His personality is serious, independent, caring, and leader-like; which is why his rank fits him perfectly.
Deputy:
Winterfury- She is a dusty white Icelandic hen, with no comb or wattles, lightly feathered legs, and stunning, bright amber-colored eyes. Her personality seems to vary with what happens each day, so she does not really tend to be a certain way. She is able to blend into the snow well, she has learned to ski with peeled bark that splits off of the trees. She is good at tracking, and a very experienced with battle. She was raised in Lightningclan, but left for reasons that are not known. (miss heny)
Warriors:
WoundedHeart- She is a Buckeye hen with rich mahogany feathers tipped in black, with a slate colored stripe running down her back. Her long legs are a sandy yellow in color. Her eyes are very different from most chickens'; one is a warm brown, the other a strange and sharp icy blue. She prefers to be away from most of the clan; sometimes she even considers becoming a loner. Despite this fact, she is very friendly to her few companions. Sometimes she seems to be off in her own world. She is restless, always on the move. Bolder than most and a terrific fighter, though she rarely spills any more blood than what is needed. She is stealty and quick with her tongue. No one knows where she originally came from, or who her parents were. She slips away from the camp often, so far never telling anyone where she goes. (duckluv)
Dustfire- Daggers of dark emerald green pattern the beautiful Light Brahma's neck heavily before fading into a fluffy coat of pure white. Her pearly legs are covered down to her toes with feathers, from where the they split off like fireworks. Built heavily, she appears to be clumsy and slow. And while far from the most agile in the clan, she is a force to be reckoned with. She is an optimist at heart, she still tends to point out the worst in almost all situations. Friendly and open, she has a motherly side and takes pity on all who approach her, often adopting stray or lost chicks. She originally from a small farm, as a young pullet, was taken from her run by an owl. The owl dropped her to fight when it encountered another of it's species near it's nest. She managed to survive by a thread, a small family of ptarmigan taking her in until she healed. After which, she left their kind home to find Winterclan. (Gerbil)
Dawnpool- A rather compact White Cochin bantam Ptarmigan hybrid. She is extremely fluffy and forms a perfect circle, often mistaken for a clump of snow during blizzards. She has no combs or wattles and possesses more of a Ptarmigan-like beak though it remains slightly sharp and a bright yellow like her chicken relatives were. Often sweet and friendly, she is shy and doesn't always like to speak. Her eyes are a deep black and are very wild. She was born in the wild and lived with her parents until she decided she was ready to live her own life, coming across WinterClan along the way.
Medicine chicken:
Frozenpond- A gorgeous white Orloff hen who is caring, and sweet. She has a hard time saying 'no' to anyone, and is very servant-hearted. She doesn't like to fight, and usually stays nearby but hidden just so that she can spontaneously appear to take care of wounded and dying birds. She is pearlescent white, with a thick mane of feathers, and with muffs so large that they sometimes cover the lower half of her vision. She is not only acquainted with the cold, but prefers it, because her feathers are so dense and plush that she would be very hot in anywhere else. She is named after her endearing, ice-blue eyes that are so light, that they appear white in low light. She can run fairly fast, but her most notable ability is her broad knowledge of medicines.
Broodies:
(Still being written)
Apprentices:
(Still being written)
Chicks:
Starchick- Petite, snowy white chick with thickly feathered legs. She is bubbly, and very social, sometimes nearly leading herself into trouble by speaking with strangers, until Snowheart catches her from her ever watchful eye and scolds her. She plans to become an apprentice to the medicine hen as an adult. Daughter to Snowheart and Iceclaw.
Cometchick- A quiet cockerel who rarely speaks, and when he does, it is usually something wise. He possesses wisdom far beyond his years, and he trains diligently to become an apprentice, sometimes waking up at night to practice while his sister often daydreams during training. Son to Snowheart and Iceclaw.
Elders:
Lorescale- He bares a close resemblance to a large white snowball; a white cochin with a short tail and stubby, close legs. He is generally grouchy and loud, and he is rather antisocial. He knows much of fighting and tends to ramble. He is very stealthy for his age and blends well with his surroundings. His history goes mostly unknown, and when he does tell it is only of the battles. By his count, he has survived six, the battle of Glace lake and Seashard being mentioned the most frequently. He lost his comb and part of his left foot in them and still carries many other minor scars. (Gerbil)
Rogues and loners in the area:
(Still being written)
Bladewing- Large Paper Brazilian game rooster, who has long, bony legs and white feathers smeared with many colors. He is mostly quiet and keeps to himself, only those who befriend him can see the fierce glint in his eyes and his hidden sinister personality. He was once owned by a greedy cockfighter who tied Spurs not only to his legs but to his wings as well, so that he can stab his enemies with his wings during battle. He comes to the tundra during the Summer months before returning to WingClan's surrounding territories in the Winter.
You come to a cool tundra upon your travels, an inhale the cool, moist air and spread your wings to feel the sun that lightly peeks over the light-framed peaks. Dotting this beautiful, dreamlike landscape are many conifer trees, with softly swaying grasses patched with melting snow, that condenses the closer you walk to the grand, towering mountain range in front of you. A doe watches you curiously from beside, with hares gracefully bounding past. Though you are tired, mere ambition takes you further, the ambition to explore the mystery-shrouded beyond; still you feel your feet fall forward, but effortlessly.
* * *
As you spot a border of stone, and gingerly approach, a rooster of rich amber, ivory, and white with very lightly feathered legs and long black claws, almost unseen against the snow-dappled foliage approaches you, his stature powerful and lacking of fear. A smile touches his pale, rosy face as he looks at you, his eyes thoughtful. "Welcome to WinterClan," he says in an even tone, "Do you wish to stay?"
* * *
About WinterClan
WinterClan is another clan, like WingClan, but their members are chickens from lines of cold-hardy breeds that were born and raised in the climate that they were bred for. Those chickens escaped from captivity, with some already being feral, away into the tundra where they established WinterClan. Some of these wild chickens have also hybridised with other Galliforme species like Ptarmigans, Grouse, and species of Pheasants that originated in the harsh climate, further adding to their hardiness. Winterclan is a peaceful people, and they do not fight unless war is waged against them, but when they do fight they do it well.
* * *
Joining form:
Name:
Gender:
Rank:
Appearance:
Personality:
Abilities:
History:
Other:
BYC Username:
Breed(Optional):
* * *
Leader:
Froststar- A tall, and well-built Icelandic rooster with a beautiful Pyle-like coloration; his wing coverts, and the base of his saddle are a rich coppery amber. His partial crest is golden, streaked with amber, and it blends to ivory down his hackles. His long saddle is copper at the base, blending to ivory like his hackles, and he has a large, grand white tail. The rest of his body is snowy white, and he has long, willow-colored legs. He is the grandson of whom founded the clan. His personality is serious, independent, caring, and leader-like; which is why his rank fits him perfectly.
Deputy:
Winterfury- She is a dusty white Icelandic hen, with no comb or wattles, lightly feathered legs, and stunning, bright amber-colored eyes. Her personality seems to vary with what happens each day, so she does not really tend to be a certain way. She is able to blend into the snow well, she has learned to ski with peeled bark that splits off of the trees. She is good at tracking, and a very experienced with battle. She was raised in Lightningclan, but left for reasons that are not known. (miss heny)
Warriors:
WoundedHeart- She is a Buckeye hen with rich mahogany feathers tipped in black, with a slate colored stripe running down her back. Her long legs are a sandy yellow in color. Her eyes are very different from most chickens'; one is a warm brown, the other a strange and sharp icy blue. She prefers to be away from most of the clan; sometimes she even considers becoming a loner. Despite this fact, she is very friendly to her few companions. Sometimes she seems to be off in her own world. She is restless, always on the move. Bolder than most and a terrific fighter, though she rarely spills any more blood than what is needed. She is stealty and quick with her tongue. No one knows where she originally came from, or who her parents were. She slips away from the camp often, so far never telling anyone where she goes. (duckluv)
Dustfire- Daggers of dark emerald green pattern the beautiful Light Brahma's neck heavily before fading into a fluffy coat of pure white. Her pearly legs are covered down to her toes with feathers, from where the they split off like fireworks. Built heavily, she appears to be clumsy and slow. And while far from the most agile in the clan, she is a force to be reckoned with. She is an optimist at heart, she still tends to point out the worst in almost all situations. Friendly and open, she has a motherly side and takes pity on all who approach her, often adopting stray or lost chicks. She originally from a small farm, as a young pullet, was taken from her run by an owl. The owl dropped her to fight when it encountered another of it's species near it's nest. She managed to survive by a thread, a small family of ptarmigan taking her in until she healed. After which, she left their kind home to find Winterclan. (Gerbil)
Dawnpool- A rather compact White Cochin bantam Ptarmigan hybrid. She is extremely fluffy and forms a perfect circle, often mistaken for a clump of snow during blizzards. She has no combs or wattles and possesses more of a Ptarmigan-like beak though it remains slightly sharp and a bright yellow like her chicken relatives were. Often sweet and friendly, she is shy and doesn't always like to speak. Her eyes are a deep black and are very wild. She was born in the wild and lived with her parents until she decided she was ready to live her own life, coming across WinterClan along the way.
Medicine chicken:
Frozenpond- A gorgeous white Orloff hen who is caring, and sweet. She has a hard time saying 'no' to anyone, and is very servant-hearted. She doesn't like to fight, and usually stays nearby but hidden just so that she can spontaneously appear to take care of wounded and dying birds. She is pearlescent white, with a thick mane of feathers, and with muffs so large that they sometimes cover the lower half of her vision. She is not only acquainted with the cold, but prefers it, because her feathers are so dense and plush that she would be very hot in anywhere else. She is named after her endearing, ice-blue eyes that are so light, that they appear white in low light. She can run fairly fast, but her most notable ability is her broad knowledge of medicines.
Broodies:
(Still being written)
Apprentices:
(Still being written)
Chicks:
Starchick- Petite, snowy white chick with thickly feathered legs. She is bubbly, and very social, sometimes nearly leading herself into trouble by speaking with strangers, until Snowheart catches her from her ever watchful eye and scolds her. She plans to become an apprentice to the medicine hen as an adult. Daughter to Snowheart and Iceclaw.
Cometchick- A quiet cockerel who rarely speaks, and when he does, it is usually something wise. He possesses wisdom far beyond his years, and he trains diligently to become an apprentice, sometimes waking up at night to practice while his sister often daydreams during training. Son to Snowheart and Iceclaw.
Elders:
Lorescale- He bares a close resemblance to a large white snowball; a white cochin with a short tail and stubby, close legs. He is generally grouchy and loud, and he is rather antisocial. He knows much of fighting and tends to ramble. He is very stealthy for his age and blends well with his surroundings. His history goes mostly unknown, and when he does tell it is only of the battles. By his count, he has survived six, the battle of Glace lake and Seashard being mentioned the most frequently. He lost his comb and part of his left foot in them and still carries many other minor scars. (Gerbil)
Rogues and loners in the area:
(Still being written)
Bladewing- Large Paper Brazilian game rooster, who has long, bony legs and white feathers smeared with many colors. He is mostly quiet and keeps to himself, only those who befriend him can see the fierce glint in his eyes and his hidden sinister personality. He was once owned by a greedy cockfighter who tied Spurs not only to his legs but to his wings as well, so that he can stab his enemies with his wings during battle. He comes to the tundra during the Summer months before returning to WingClan's surrounding territories in the Winter.
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