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Here on Classic we understand that sometimes life can get difficult and we struggle. We may need to receive advice, vent, know that we are not alone in our difficult times, or even just have someone listen to what's going on in our lives. In light of these times, we have created the support threads below that are open to all of our members at any time.
life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Apr 21, 2020 12:59:21 GMT -5
NIB There was a storm, lots of water, and her mother's fear scent. This Nib remembers well. But everything else about her early life is a blur. Where she came from, what happened right after the storm, even finding SwiftClan. Those holes in her memory certainly bother her. Sometimes she dreams about another kit beside her, trying to stay afloat as the rain swirled around them. Those are bad nights for Nib. She'll wake up crying and missing this other kit immensely, sure she'll never again see them. Brownie usually makes her feel better though. Her mother is sometimes stifling and the brown kit often tells her to leave her be, but she also has come to very much rely on her mother's protective nature. It's fed into a toxic relationship, Nib is incredibly attached to her mother and some whisper that a warrior can't behave in such a way. But what does Nib care what they think? This is her mother, of course she loves her. And just as Brownie wants to protect her, she wants to protect Brownie. Kit
When she goes from apprentice > warrior I want her to change her name from Nib to Cocoanib c:
Post by Summerthyme on Apr 25, 2020 18:41:22 GMT -5
MALTEDBARLEY! Some cats like it to go down easy like honey, others: like yarrow. Maltedbarley would be one of those yarrow cats. She prefers the bitter over the sweet, the rain over the sun, and the cold over the hot. She is a thin she-cat with short black fur with mottled splotches of burnt browns and auburn's welded into it. She is so thin that the fur along her back reveal the ridges of her spine and rib cage. Her nose, like the pads of her paws, are jet black. As if she stepped in gooey hot tar and attempted to lick it off her paws. Only to permanently stain them both. Her inner ears are a light pink seeming grey through her black fur protecting the cavern of them. Here yes are a very very pale autumn orange. Maltedbarley was a barn cat during the civil unrest of the clans. Just a youngster watching the wild cats bicker and banted. Throwing claws and snapping teeth in disagreement. Her mother always told her to steer clear. That the wild cats of the clans were barbaric and nothing but childish trouble. But Barley, which was her name of her youth, couldn't help herself. Towards the end of the war of the clans one clan seemed to form in peace out of their tirade. SwiftClan was small and enticing. The young cat kept to the outskirts before finally gaining enough courage to wander into its borders and meander about its ranks. She did not join at first, as she waited for the horror stories of her mother to rear their ugly ears. But it never came. Feeling as if she belonged, Barley began to learn what a clan was all about and how to become and act like a clan cat. She accepted her warrior name of Maltedbarley and settled in nicely among the warriors of SwiftClan. Now as a warrior in her prime, she couldn't imagine being anywhere else. Roleplayed by SummerThyme
FLURRYKIT! SHAKE Flurryshake is a long haired grey tom with an unusually long tail and an interesting set of blue eyes, there never seems to be a moment that there isnt a glow of laughter or delight dancing in the ocean depths. It may appear quite unsettling to some that the joyous mood of this tom never fades, walking with his head high and his lips curved upward; acting as a constant shining light in even the darkest of moments. Flurryshake is not immune to the shadows of pain and sadness that engulf so many others, born and abandoned he is well aware of those hardship and the difficulty of clawing your way from up from whatever pit you may have sunk into and because of that he vowed to never again let his brightness be snuffed out. Flurryshake hopes as his clan travels from home to home that he may help whomever he can, to pull them free of whatever may be ailing them, whether it be by words of advise or simply providing a shoulder to lean on and an ear to listen, he will do whatever he must to lift others up just as he did himself. Kit
Post by Summerthyme on Apr 28, 2020 13:45:21 GMT -5
FAWNPAW! SPOTS A pale ginger, white, and black tortoiseshell she-cat with mossy green eyes. Fawnspots is a small she-cat, her stature many times even as a seasoned warrior causing her to be mistaken for an apprentice. While her name suggests she is a sweet, gentle-natured she-cat, this couldn't be more deceptive. Fawnspots speaks out of tern, usually comes across rude and flamboyant. Her words intended to be a compliment or a pure statement of fact, coming across as an insult or crass. She cares very little about what her clan mates think of her because she views herself as accomplished and talented. Her small frame and little paws and short tail allowing her to move swiftly and silently through all kinds of terrain, allow her to claim the title of accomplished hunter. Fawnspots is rarely chosen first for task or game where strength and battle strategy are warranted. She is better used as one of the last cats to enter battle after most of the fighting has already been fought. Fawnpaw was taken in by SwiftClan as a frail malnourished cat just entering 6 moons of age. A prime cat for apprenticeship with no prior training to fog her mind. A blink slate ready to be written all over. She energetically accepted the invitation into SwiftClan's ranks when food was provided. When she was taught how to catch her own and she excelled at the skill, her heart was sealed in loyalty to her new family. Played by SummerThyme
BLANCHEFLEUR! "Elegance is a statement, an attitude. Elegant women are women of character with confidence." - Elie Saab. At first glance, Blanchefleur is blooming with beauty: long white fur, crystal blue eyes, lengthy and muscular legs. At first impression, Blanchefleur is... a bit rude. Not only does she have an intimidating atmosphere about her, she is also condescending and a bit conceited. 'Blanchefleur Marie-Thérèse Dubois,' she'll introduce herself in her thick French accent, 'but please, call me Madame.' But, once you manage to befriend her and break down her, ahem, 'formal' walls, you'll find that she is blooming with elegance. Not in the way she carries herself, nor in the way she's articulate or precise, but in the way she effortlessly brings cats together. No-one notices it at first, but if you pay attention, you will see the small good deeds she performs throughout the day. From fixing conflicts to bringing together soulmates, she not only has her best interest at heart, but also her clan's as well. If you were to ask her why she does all these little yet great things, she'll only scoff and reply, 'Negative energy, of any kind, is untolerable. The stress will frizz my fur, and we cannot have that.' Blanchefleur is a pedigree Maine Coon. She was bred from a long line of prestigous felines who have won plenty of awards, and Blanchefleur herself was a show cat. Her owner was the sweetest thing, an elderly lady named Françoise Dubois that had so much money, she didn't even know what to do with it half of the time. Françoise constantly spoiled Blanchefleur, from incredibly large cat trees to only the finest of food. Blanchefleur was in and out of the salon at least three times a week, and she even had a private vet who would make rounds to her home, making sure she was always in pristine condition. Françoise would be able to tell when the spotlight was beginning to wear Blanchefleur out and she'd take her on exotic vacations. Françoise and Blanchefleur had an incredibly close relationship, and Françoise would never be found without Blanchefleur by her side. Françoise's health suddenly began to decline, and within a moon she was bed-ridden. Blanchefleur would never leave Françoise's room, let alone her bed. Anytime someone would get close to her she would hiss and swipe at them. Blanchefleur wasn't able to stay with her dear owner until the end, though, because the feline was forced out of her home and dumped in the middle of nowhere. Luckily, she was found not long after by a rather plump feline, and was 'offered' (more like she begged) sanctuary in a group of cats that called themselves SwiftClan. Blanchefleur thought it was only going to be temporary, but the longer she stays with this 'funky bunch', the more she begins to feel at home. Roleplayed by Eek Warrior
Amberspider A lean black tom with amber eyes, white paws and long legs. He is of a skittish, suspicious nature. Easy to frighten and without the air of self confidence that you'd presume to see from a grown warrior, he spends his time helping where help is required and trying to please everybody. Amberspider is afraid of conflict and will therefore pull out all the stops when it comes to abating tempers and smoothing fur. Despite his skittish heart he cares deeply for others and is passionate about camp protection. Home is everything to him, and without it he would be forever falling with no roots or pawholds to cling to. Roleplayed by Secretkit Warrior
Post by ashestoashes on May 5, 2020 13:32:19 GMT -5
INTREPIDSOUL Grey and silver tabby tom with wispy grey eyes and a determination to face any dangers, fears, and problems head on. Having been a traveler all of his life this tom has seen and experienced quite a bit in his lifetime but now craves the desire to be included in a family...maybe even deep friendships as well as a soulmate. Who knows what life will bring him though, all that Intrepidsoul knows is to follow where the wind blows, take what you get in life, and work with what you got. You will be fine and you will survive. Rped by ashestoashes Warrior
TREMBLEKIT foot Kithood - (February 1, 2020 To August, 1st, 2020) - Tremblekit was born near WaterClan's Territory, near the Two-leg border. His Mother and Father, Currentbreeze and Wavedrought, fought hard to escape the flood and ended up near the two-leg Place were Tremblekit was born. His Mother died giving birth to him and his Father raised him as best he could. When he turned 3 Moons old, his Father led him back to WaterClan only to see it underwater. It was there at the edge that he saw some cats, who said they lived in SwiftClan. They explained what SwiftClan was and decided that he would leave his Son to their care. After that he disappeared. Now Tremblekit lives in SwiftClan and is learning all about it's history. His pelt is currently white, with just a small hint of grey, his eyes are turning blue to a more teal hue. Roleplayed by O.W.L.S
Extra info to include: Rank: Kit Extra Details: Parents where ex- WaterClan cats who lived near the Two-leg Place. His Mother died giving birth to him and his father raised him until he found SwiftClan and gave Tremblekit to them to raise and then disappeared. Joining Thread: I would love to have one made Note: I will add more to the bio as he goes up in ranks.)
BLUEKIT fish When you see this cat near water or in it, you may think she is a fish and not a cat. Bluefish, loves the water, even as a kit. Often being chided by the Queens because she would venture too close to the edge of the water. Bluefish was born on February 1, 2020 to an unknown mother and father, who were descendants of some WaterClan warriors, who had become kitty-pets, long ago. It was through this heritage that the love for water and swimming surfaced. Bluefish was found by a passing Queen of SwiftClan, and taken into the Clan. Here Bluekit will become Bluepaw and learn all the ways of SwiftClan and if lucky find some of her family members. Her Mother was named, Shiftingwater and her Father was Tidalwave, before they became kitty-pets and became, Shift and Tide. Her parents never wanted to leave her, but their two-legs did. He had taken her out of his house and left her in SwiftClan's territory, abandoning her to the elements. She was 3 Moons when she was found and brought to SwiftClan and she has no desire to leave. Bluefish is a blue-grey she-cat with bright green eyes. She is a good swimmer and a lover of water. She has a one-track mind, so she is always thinking of fish and water in general. She also has perseverance and doesn't give up easily unless she can't find an immediate solution to the problem. But that doesn't mean she is giving up, just means that she will continue at a later time, when she is able to think about it again. Roleplayed by O.W.L.S
Extra info to include: Rank: Kit Extra Details: Parents are kitty-pets with a long waterClan Linage. Joining Thread: I would love to have one made
'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on May 13, 2020 23:36:28 GMT -5
TEMPESTKIT! sky As one of the first kits in the newly formed clan, one might consider Tempestsky lucky, but she certainly doesn't. After all, she isn't truly a SwiftClan cat by blood, not really. She's simply the refuse someone didn't want, left to die in a hollow log with her siblings one cold leaf-bare day. If it hadn't been for her adopted mother Heathersong, she would have died that day, and no one in the world would have known or cared. Her rescue was a blessing and a curse. The love she feels for her mother and littermates is unbounded, but there is a core of burning rage in her soul that she can't smother, no matter how hard she tries. This comes out as a cynical attitude, tendency towards isolation, and difficult relationship with her clanmates. Still, she is loyal to the clan that rescued her, and cherished her family above all else. She is sometimes annoyed by her siblings' careless, happy-go-lucky attitude, but tries to keep them in line as best as she can. As the firstborn, it's her responsibility, after all. She envies Mistralstrike for being promoted to medicine cat apprentice while she remained a kit, but eventually came to terms with it and is close to her younger sister. She has vowed to herself that she will find the monster responsible for her abandonment and give to her what she has coming. Roleplayed by Luciferin Rank: kitten
