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'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on Apr 5, 2022 23:24:05 GMT -5
EMPYREALPAW | MERCY WANING When you've been given the gift of life, who are you to squander it? Empyrealmercy lives each day grateful she survived the Culling and was seen as fit to continue on in MoonClan when so many of her clanmates were taken. She doesn't begrudge Selene the Culling the way so many others do despite losing her parents and siblings in the process. In the depths of despair, she had the choice to climb up to the light Selene offered, or dig her way to her own grave. The choice was easy for her; if her family couldn't live with her, she'd live for them. Each day is a blessing, and one she does not take for granted. She has a firm dislike of those that would mock or belittle the fervent believers like herself, often finding herself acting out of alignment in another's defense. She confesses her sins often and offers to lead prayers often. She is slow to anger, but when her anger is sparked it can rage like a deadly wildfire. She will fight for her clan, Goddess, and clanmates, though she prefers to end conflicts with words instead of violent actions. Empyrealmercy is pure black with hazel eyes that seem to express her every thought, leading her to have a difficulty keeping secrets. EVENTIDE STUDENT (aspiring to intern)
COSMICPAW | HORIZON WAXING Is there an absolute truth? No one really knows. They say the universe expands, and speeds up the more it does, and that one day, billions of years from now, it'll expand faster than the speed of light, and we'll reach the cosmic horizon, where the galaxies beyond our own will no longer be visible in the night sky. Things will look darker, and perhaps by then, we'll assume the universe is static, unmoving and unchanging, and that we're the only ones out there in the cold, dark, lonely universe. How fascinating, to live today, and to understand something our descendants will not! Cosmichorizon has always been fascinated by the world he cannot see. He's not fully blind, but his eyes don't work as well as others do; he can see up close but things blur when they go farther and farther away. There's a milky cover across his eyes that slowly renders him blind, but that doesn't make him less of a dreamer, and he makes every effort to be just as good as anyone else by allowing his other senses to cover for him. Perhaps it is his lack of reliance on his vision that allows him to see the truths of the universe. He's heard stories, of mountains in a rainbow colour, of salt flats in which you can touch the sky, of ancient tunnels under the earth, of pink salt lakes and lights glowing in the sky reflecting green and purple in a sky as dark as his pelt, and he's forever fascinated, dreaming of the day he can see it once again, despite knowing deep inside, that this dream may never come true. Cosmichorizon is an idealist, the kind of cat who truly sees the best in every situation, and he believes that no, there is no absolute truth, because even if there was, he doubts he'll ever comprehend it. All he can do is to keep looking at that horizon and wonder whether we're truly alone in the universe. ROLEPLAYED BY ACHROMATIC
PEACHPAW | BELLE Waxing A petite orange-cream tabby with striking amber eyes, she's a stunning sight to behold. When she walks, she commands a presence in a room from her sight alone, she seems to move an walk in the same ethereal way that sunlight flickers through cracks in a wall. A quiet cat who never betrays more about herself than need be, she perhaps got her title as waxing because of her own reserved nature. Inside she's soft spoken, gentle, kind, but she holds it behind an air of distance and a portrayal of a perfect waxing cat. Perhaps forever fractured by the culling that took her parents' lives, she is slow to love, but when she does it becomes an obsessive thing, one of desperation and a need to hold on. It's why she is so impossibly close to her sister Strawberrysparkle, something of a helicopter sibling to her, as if constantly afraid something will happen to her. RPED BY STARK RAVING MAD
wow omg what a beautiful amazing bio whoever in the world wrote that masterpiece must be a genuis, and you my friend must have amazing taste in adoptables c; adding right now! <3
STRAWBERRYPAW | SPARKLE Waxing A tiny light orange tabby, she has eyes that fall in some strange middleground between striking amber and a deep, pine green. Something of a distinctive hazel color, in a way. Unlike her sister Strawberrypaw isn't beautiful, isn't stunning in the same way her sister is. Instead she's cute, all round and soft and made to look pudgy by the way her coat seems to puff around her like her fur like a great orange cotton ball. There was a time when she deeply resented this, a time when she was a spitfire dare-devil who lived hard and fought harder, who took chances and used her own life like it was a betting chip. Who took flings like they were trophies on her wall, who loved fast and fleeting and brilliantly in perfect, glorious sparks. But those days are long past her, lost to the culling. With her parents deaths, with her whole life changing in the culling, she's become a morose, cold, distant cat. There's a bitter sarcasm that seems to linger on her every word, like the last sputter of a flame that has gone out. Even still, she's become a cat of duty and immense faith, fully buying into the narrative that the only way to prevent another culling is to follow this new way of life in Moonclan and to work as hard as possible. ROLEPLAYED BY DOT
Mother? Are the Mother's the Queen position I'm totally leaning into the whole idea that she is pregnant.
Moonclan doesn't exactly have a queen position. Kittens are taken from their biological moms and raised by Mothers (the upperclass elite of the clan entrusted with teaching kittens from an early age as their whole job, they never do traditional warrior/hunter duties). Most cats that would be considered "queens" in the clan are students or hunters that have gotten pregnant and are taking a haitus from their duties right before and right after kitting.
Long explanation short is I think normally what you'd want her to be is a typical student, but I can add her as a mother still if you think that fits her <3
TULIPKIT | HORIZON WANING With her soft, dilute calico coat of solid greys and pale, orangey-browns, white mittens, chest, and muzzle, and bright yellow eyes, Tuliphorizon is every bit the sweet, sugary doll she makes herself out to be. To the world and, more specifically, the people she wants to please, she gives kind smiles, polite words, an air of maturity and sophistication and compassion. She can play the dutiful sister, the perfect daughter, the golden student. It’s never come naturally to her, but as it was decided at birth, she felt the need to live up to everything she was supposed to be, crafted a perfect porcelain mask in place of her true self and hit the stage. She’s been acting ever since. There are times when it slips, when she’s irritated or upset or anxious, or when she’s too loud or rambunctious, but she always makes sure to right it, to never let anyone see those sides of herself for too long. Her need for control has breached neuroticism, and often she comes off as controlling and studious, overbearingly so. She fears disorder, chaos, simple things like change, though she keeps her anxiety to herself. Emotions always seemed too much for her, she struggles to handle even the slightest tip in one direction or another, both in herself and in others; she comes off as dismissive, flippant. She’s taken to escapism, simple scenarios turning into intense daydreams, mental fantasies and worlds and stories, so attention-grabbing that, if left unattended, she can be found thinking of them hours later, unmoved. She gets lost in them, in the worlds she’s created, making her seem inattentive and distracted — it’s easier to believe she’s a spy, or a princess, or a secret agent in disguise than to be a nobody with expectations too high she can’t reach them. Parts of them leak into the real world. Sometimes she gets a name, a task, a face, wrong in favour of the ones from her daydreams. Everything seems much more colourful when it’s a fairytale, and who said those ever have to end? RPED BY GOLDCREST FLEDGLING
Post by unknownhearts on Apr 22, 2022 20:29:18 GMT -5
SNOWDROPPAW (SILHOUETTE) WANING The turn from leaf bare to newleaf is one of the most anticipated times of the year. And the first signs of this time are the flowers Snowdropsilhouette was named after. Was she supposed to represent this hope, a hope for a better time? But they hang their heads low, almost touching the ground. And it leads her to wondering if she is doing the same. Snowdropsilhouette's coat lives up to her name. A mostly grey pelt like shadows, the only distinction is the white along her chest, face and front legs. Her eyes are a rich amber, like the sun at dusk. Perfect for a Moonclan cat. She found Moonclan peaceful before the culling. Living here was easy, as was falling for Fawnpaw. For how young they were, Snowdroppaw was excited for their small family. It pacified the part of her that felt so out of place, that something was wrong. She couldn't have predicted the culling, or where their little clan would be now. Her small joys, the reason she was safe to begin with, were torn from her without a second thought. Maybe it was the ease that kept her and Fawnpaw together, maybe there was nothing there to begin with. She doesn't know, and she isn't sure she ever will now that they've split. Her life has turned upside down, and it's all Puzzlemaker's fault. Snowdropsilhouette wants to be mad, to just take her kits back and leave this place. But her anger was doused in the water of fear. So she hangs her head, like the snowdrop. Unable to feel that hope that just feels like a distant dream now. RPED BY UNKNOWNHEARTS STUDENT
EMERALDKIT | REALM waxing? A regal silvery gray tom cat with stunning deep green eyes that fade to yellow on the outside. Emeraldrealm tends to be a level-headed cat that contemplates the consequences of his words before he speaks them. This isn’t to say that he doesn’t have a temper; in fact, he has quite a big one, he is just very good at concealing it. Emeraldrealm has a good hold on the inner workings of the clan, keen to observe the do’s and don'ts and mold himself accordingly. He tries to fit in with high society and uses his overheard conversations as leverage to achieve his goals. RPED BY FAEISH KIT
do you think waxing is a good fit based on his description ? ;0
STRAWBERRYPAW | SPARKLE Waxing A tiny light orange tabby, she has eyes that fall in some strange middleground between striking amber and a deep, pine green. Something of a distinctive hazel color, in a way. Unlike her sister Strawberrypaw isn't beautiful, isn't stunning in the same way her sister is. Instead she's cute, all round and soft and made to look pudgy by the way her coat seems to puff around her like her fur like a great orange cotton ball. There was a time when she deeply resented this, a time when she was a spitfire dare-devil who lived hard and fought harder, who took chances and used her own life like it was a betting chip. Who took flings like they were trophies on her wall, who loved fast and fleeting and brilliantly in perfect, glorious sparks. But those days are long past her, lost to the culling. With her parents deaths, with her whole life changing in the culling, she's become a morose, cold, distant cat. There's a bitter sarcasm that seems to linger on her every word, like the last sputter of a flame that has gone out. Even still, she's become a cat of duty and immense faith, fully buying into the narrative that the only way to prevent another culling is to follow this new way of life in Moonclan and to work as hard as possible. ROLEPLAYED BY DOT
Condorpaw||legs Waxing Condorlegs is a colorpointed Tom of blue eyes, Condorlegs is a serious and rude who can rarely make jokes and see a smile in his face this is caused by the death of his parents from a young age, usually around him all his friends and cats who he love had died making him a bit scared to show love to his most loved ones but apart of his way of relation with the other cats in his clan he is an excelent hunter and tracker but he don't like to be praised by it as weird as it sounds, he thinks is his job and that's why he won't praise even at the students. Enderwoxxu Student
so sorry for taking so long to get him on the page, but i'm adding him right now! i'm so excited for him to join the chaotic gaggle of Moonclan's dysfunctional mess of a child-run clan, i can't wait to see him in action <3333
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Post by MOONSTORM on Jul 1, 2022 14:11:06 GMT -5
ANGELKIT (LIGHT) WAXING Angellight was born on July (7)/1/2022, to two MoonClan cats. Moondust his Mother, who died giving birth to him and Viperclaw his father who died from the culling, which took almost all of MoonClan. Angellight was raised by the Clan Mothers. He has no other family, a lone kit without anyone to care for him. As he grows up, he begins to form friendships and later on down the road, he will form a bond with a she-cat and one day form a family of his own.
Angelight is an innocence, good, honest, and very pious tom-cat. He obeys all the rules all the laws of MoonClan. He tries his best to always be honest, to tell the truth no matter what. He is good, always going out of his way to help someone else in need, even if it means risking his life. He is kind until you step on a paw, then a flurry of teeth and claws will meet you. He will never kill another cat, unless Selene has ordered it. But you can be a Shadowhunter and not kill. He prefers to not kill. Injure, maim, yes. he will do it. However he is very pious and everything he does or says is religious. He is a firm beliver in Selene and in Angels. To him; his family that has past on, he believes they have wings and are watching over him.
Angelkit is bulky, muscular tom with bright yellow eyes. His fur is short and his nose is a brownish pink. At night all you see is a large figure with yellow eyes. It looks like a cat, but looks like a ghost or an Angel. Looking at him you would think he is one. When he walks he walks with confidence and poise.
Angellight hopes to die a glorious death. A death fit for a shadowhunter. He doesn't want to die of old age or in a prison. He wants die fighting for his Clan, His Goddess and the Angels (Ancestors). He doesn't know what his future will be like or even if he will become a leader, but all he knows is that he must focus on today and worry about tomorrow when it comes. He may look like an angel, but make no mistake, that when it comes to his clan, his religion, his family, he will fight to the end for them. MOONSTORM KIT
