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So HH32597 has decided to step down as MoonClan MC in order to focus on their leadership duties and Owlets has decided to remain as MoonClan's Medicine Cat Apprentice with a new cat named Lavenderpaw. This leaves us in need of a new Medicine Cat. Fill out the following form and reply below.
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What can you bring to the clan in the way of plots/ideas/etc?:
—dancing around in the rain again. playing with the flowers I picked myself because I know they won't come from anybody else.— Some like being told what to do, a set path with the steps needed to be taken laid out in front of them. A path written in the stars and a story with the end already predetermined. This tom is not one of them, no he was born with a young wild fire inside him, a wild sort of recklessness that carried him from one great story to the next. Tumbling from tale to tale and adding his words into others written stories, steps that trotted across every others pressed steps. Causing storms in his wake with a cheeky grin and a sort of cocky self-assurance that had him feeling untouchable. Until the day this disregard came to kick him in the gut, ripping his heart from his chest and leaving it to gather dust forgotten as it was on the ground. They say being young makes you dumb and they are not wrong, for the biggest mistake in his life came from a youth of dumb and reckless actions. You don't know what you have until it rips itself away from you. —took this pain inside of me turned it into gold— Days after his heart shattered and fell to pieces from his chest he went on a foolish quest, a pointless journey to try and take his mind of things. To try and affirm to himself his own worth and perhaps ignore the urge to beg for forgiveness, or to get his thoughts in order. His head wasn't clear at the time and when asked what pushed him to make the choices he did he can never quite answer. It ended with him on the loosing end of a fight with a badger, one he lost so poorly he was on deaths door. While there he received a dream from starclan, telling him of a brighter future, painting a pretty picture of a position where he could help others and forget his own heartbreak. So when he woke up to the medicine cat he told them of his dream and set himself on a new path. It was all lies though, because no matter how much the dead tell him he deserves this Writtenlullaby still carries the aching pain of his missing heart with him and nothing seems to cure it except the glimpses of his first love. —said when you left I've be lost forever. will I ever be found?— He learned the duties of his new position quickly, determined to use any distraction provided to him to try and forget, to try and move on. He shined and blossomed as a medicine cat, leaving behind his young tendencies of recklessness to buckle down and focus on a higher purpose.But even with his new prestige, his new path he finds himself aching to go back again. For even with Starclan giving him a purpose Writtenlullaby is not a tom who wants his story written out for him. He is a tom who wishes to write his own ending, preferably a happier one than he seems to be working towards. A resolve hardened by one to many mistakes and an aching want. Carrying the title of medicine cat might have made others consider him more responsible but in truth Writtenlullaby has never lost his reckless regard for the path laid out in front of him.
bio: Gifted with a sense of knowing beyond a cats spoken words. Pantheondrift is a born and bred MoonClan huntress. Trained as a warrior the sight of friends and foes in pain marred her heart. Her pale green gaze only allowing her to see what hurt and never the benefits of war. To this day she sees no sense in raising a claw against another for selfish means. Pantheon is a large long haired white she-cat with splotches of black strewn across her pelt. The length of it flowing as its tugged softly by passing winds. The distinct edges of her black splotches against her brilliantly white pelt is like the moons light casting into the darkness of night. Pantheon, while reaching a position of honor in its own right, never did quite reach the expectations of her parents. As their only child she was expected to become powerful and a warrior to be praised. However none could foresee the blooming ache in her chest to help and save. Such a powerful name as Pantheon brought to its knees. To this day she she has managed to cast away her hurt of her families disowning her. Now she uses the power of her hurt to fuel her healing nature and desire to help wherever she can. She is always trying to expand her knowledge and reach into ancient history to create new and bring back old techniques. Is she a new era of Medicine Cat?
Hey! So I am new to this site but I am very excited to get into it! I am currently rereading the warrior series and am excited to use some of that regained knowledge to come up with plots and story lines. Its amazing within Erin Hunters creation how many new ideas you can glean. Also I see a story for Pantheondrift where she breaks out of the norm of Medicine Cats and goes so far as to find new and improved techniques and remedies by trial and error. Safely of course. (: Plus shes such a passionate cat she could easily have her own dramas.
Bio: Rosemarysun is a tall glass of wine and a cool drink of water all at once. She is elegant and gentle, beautiful to look at, and her mature voice drips with honey. Her fur is soft and fluffy, a calico pelt that is mostly dominated by black and ginger, the only white on all four paws and her muzzle. Her eyes are a pale, almost olive green. Rosemarysun was born a natural leader – she is courageous and kind, and above all she is wise beyond her years. She looks at it all like common sense rather than smarts but others tend to see it differently. She loves a good debate or a walk through the forest. She has a way with words that can distill any argument and she often fights battles with her voice rather than her claws. Although young, Rosemarysun is extremely mature for her age (though this doesn’t mean she doesn’t like to have fun every once in a while). Born in tragedy but raised in love, Rosemarysun grew up well and right after she and her sister, Cicelysnow, were abandoned at the SpringClan border where they were saved. Before she finished her apprenticeship, Rosemarysun left SpringClan and found her place in MoonClan, although her heart sometimes aches for the place that saved her life, although MoonClan has become her family through and through, as they fit her very soul. Rosemarysun is a caretaker, not only of her family but of all of her clan. She has a warm heart and an always willing helping hand for those in need. Were she not such a valiant warrior, she would have made a wonderful healer. She is stubborn, strong-willed, beautiful soul.
What can you bring to the clan in the way of plots/ideas/etc?: Although we may not know each other, I was previously on WCC2. I love creating plots (transformed FallClan with many ideas and new culture when I was leader that are still there today), and I also love designing. I'm usually pretty active and and enjoy having in depth roleplays.
*PS, I just realized who you were! I didn't know the new username ^^
