Hailey
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I thought that this game was pretty fun so all Warrior Cat readers can come join. Basically you are roleplaying your clan and your cat. See the previous Warrior Cats thread for help on the rules:
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Make your own Clan. The clan name has to be something like LightClan, DarkClan, and other names, but the suffix is always -Clan
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Make your territory. You can choose where your clan lives.
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Make your cats. At least make up the leader and the deputy. The leader’s suffix should be -Star. The deputy can be any prefix, and any suffix relating in nature. It has to make sense though.
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The clans can fight, but no violence (i.e. no blood or killing unless needed). Also, you have to follow along with the plot.
If anyone wants to play, I’ll be SnowClan, the leader is Icestar.
Woohoo! Let’s do this!
Ok, my characters are the same as usual. LeafClan, Sparrowstar is leader. Oakfall is deputy!
We need to wait for more people, though. Two people for a roleplay isn’t enough.
Hailey
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Ok but let’s think of a plot. I’ll tag @Darkfrost
if she wants to play.
Edit: If no one else joins for a reason, we could try and roleplay two clans. In each post we do, we tell what is happening for each of the clans. Example:
SnowClan was having trouble with leaf-bare. Meanwhile, LeafClan was trying to figure out what to do with their problem, or something like that.
By the way, if we want to continue with the current story, we stopped at:
“Oh, great, I hope they didn’t find out our secret. . . please don’t!” Sparrowstar thought as he raced back to camp. He had to call a Clan meeting.
Sparrowstar leapt up the Hightree and called, “Let all cats who are old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Hightree for a Clan meeting!”
The cats clustered below.
“Soon there will be hardships, and SnowClan may have found out our secret. We’re going to pretend the dog attack was just a regular raid that happens every so often. We will attend the Gathering, and say the prey is running finely, and we made our four new warriors.” Sparrowstar glanced at his four kits, Vixenleap, Mintfrost, Fallpool, and Woodclaw. He felt proud deep inside.
Sparrowstar finished, “Any questions?” There were a few. Ravenfur, one of the senior warriors, asked, “How are we going to do that? It’s not like we already look fishy. Probably SnowClan has already found out.”
“We can just tell them that there was a weird sickness going around camp, like the strange cough that happened.” Sparrowstar could just not imagine what they were going to do if Flightriver hadn’t survived.
Hailey
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I think we should start fresh just in case any new players join. You can think of a plot if you’d like.
Another example because I feel like it:
McDonald1Clan is killed off entirely by SnowClan because Icestar went violent and maniacal. It is up to the other Clans to restore the legendary McDonald1Clan once more.
^OK. Don’t have any ideas, though.
Hailey
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Maybe a plot where we find a new Clan, just like when the Warriors found SkyClan. The new clan could be SunClan.
Hailey
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Lets start off:
I’ll be FireClan and SnowClan. Do you want to be MoonClan and LeafClan?
Icestar was asleep in his den - all the problems were solved. Everything had been peaceful for the past moons. Finally, nothing to worry about. In was morning - sunlight filtered into his den as he stretched to wake up. He saw the Clan was also asleep. His deputy Mountainclaw was crouched outside the warrior’s den resting in the sun. He decided that the hunting and dawn patrols should go out a little later so they’ve had time to enjoy the day - this seemed like the best Greenleaf day of all moons. Icestar hoped nothing would ruin it.
Smokestar had woken up and told his deputy to send out a dawn patrol. They would be enjoying the sun while out since there had been no problems for a few days. He had been tired of declaring war on SnowClan - he wanted to be powerful at first, but he saw how terrible his plan would fail, so he decided to keep everything peaceful. Nothing could ruin this day for him - he felt good about how his decision - peace was much better than fighting nonstop. He sent out the dawn patrol, telling the deputy to guard the camp while he decided to go hunt for the Clan himself.
I’ll be them, sure. And we can give someone one of our Clans if they want to join, if there is any.
Sparrowstar woke up to the chirruping of the birds. He stretched happily–nothing had gone wrong in the past three moons. He got up, and started grooming. After he had finished, he went outside and looked at the deputy’s patrol. Everything seemed fine. What could go wrong?
Sparrowstar decided to hunt, and when he went outside the fresh smells of fern and pinecones filled the air. LeafClan felt like the best thing that ever happened. Flowers and saplings were everywhere.
Nightstar felt happy. She was on the dan patrol, and had just come back. Nightstar happily chose the piece of fox from the freshkill pile to give to the elders. In MoonClan, we’re very unique, Nightstar thought happily. After she had given the elders the fox, she started grooming until her fur was clean. Peace filled the air; nothing was wrong.
Hailey
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Icestar was out hunting, tasting the air for any fresh scents of prey. In greenleaf, the forest should be filled with it. Suddenly, he scented shrew, and spotted a clump of fur sniffing the grass curiously. Lunging toward it, he caught it - it was quite plump. I should give this to the elders, Icestar thought. Suddenly, a different scent filled his nostrils. It wasn’t prey, but a cat. He did’t recognize the scent; it wasn’t from any Clan or cat e knew of. Then, a ginger tail stuck out of a bush, and a ginger cat with darker flecks and white paws stepped out. “Hey! What are you doing here?” Icestar yelled. The cat immediately pricked its ears, looked at Icestar, and ran away, faster than a mouse. Icestar shrugged and carried on with his hunting.
Smokestar was bringing back the prey he had caught from a hunting session when he smelled a strange scent. It wasn’t like any other Clan he knew, and it didn’t smell like a rogue or kittypet either. Suddenly, 3 cats jumped out from behind a tree, not knowing Smokestar was there. One was gray, another was brown with what paws and muzzle, and another was a tan and tortoiseshell she-cat. Smokestar felt outnumbered, but he did have 5 lives left, and they didn’t seem like strong fighters. He pounced on one cat, and growled. “What are you doing in FireClan territory?” Suddenly, he felt a slash of claws on his tail and let the cat go, and they all ran off. Smokestar decided he should tell the Clan about this.
Sparrowstar had just hunted down a few birds and was walking on his way to unbury them. As he crouched down to dig out a piece of prey, a strange pelt slammed into him. It was golden-brown fur, and Sparrowstar felt himself flip over and drop what he was carrying. He thought it was Lemonpaw, one of the new apprentices, so he spun around.
“Hey! What are you doing, Lemonpaw? Out here alone? Get back to camp!”
But as Sparrowstar focused more carefully, Lemonpaw wasn’t the golden pelt that had rammed into him. It was a small cat with fear spread across their dark green eyes. The cat started running. Sparrowstar forgot about his prey and started to give chase. He stopped once they reached the border. Who was that?
Sparrowstar dismissed it as a rogue, and walked back. Once he had finished retrieving his prey, he went back to camp.
Nightstar checked around teh camp to make sure everything was right. The patrol was just coming in. Rosepelt, the leader of the patrol, ran to Nightstar and gasped, "There were a lot of rogues on the terr
Can I join the clan? I will be SpiralClan… ._.
Sure! Although SpiralClan might not be valid… I’m not sure if the cats know what spiral is. We can bend the rules a bit, though. Want to use one of the existing Clans?
I just had a thought… POTATOECLAN!!!
can i be a rogue? I’m not very good at creating clans with multiple characters. I keep forgeting who’s who.
Yay!
I’ll choose a female cat called Skye. She has golden eyes and likes rain. She is a calico with a white underbelly and muzzle, grey tipped ears and tail, and a light marmalade/cream colored back and face.
Skye sniffed the ground and wrinkled her pink nose at the strong scent of other cats. She padded a few steps forward, head down, trying to scent some prey through the strong cat-smell. She soon gave up, her grey ears twitching irritably. She couldn’t detect anything except for cats. Why were there so much cats here the first place?
she wondered to herself as she wandered off to a different place to hunt.
