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Name: BlackEye
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Female
Breed: Lynx Mix
Personality:
Rough and Tumble||Level headed||Strong and responsible|| Abrasive
Bluntly Spoken||Hard Core, hard heart|| Stubborn and Snarky||Clever
Alignments: Rebellion Leader
Skills:
Brawler||Navigator||Political Leader
SOME Herbal knowledge||Excellent Hunter.

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Name: Mintcloud
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Female
Breed: Feline
Appearance: Small, slender grey and white feline with bright green eyes
Personality: Loyal ; Affectionate ; Trustworthy ; Witty ; Unafraid ; Stubborn ; Intelligent ; Brave ; Persuasive
Alignment: Originals (would it be okay if she was an original medicine cat?)
Skills: (Rebels will need to list skills. Originals will not)
Other: Twilight has fallen

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The medicine cat has stepped up as a kind of leader for the originals, and you are more than welcome to the position!

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If that's alright then I'd like that, thanks :)

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We can start now, with Mintcloud and Blackeye, or wait on 1-2 more cats. C:

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Your choice - I'm easy either way :) I can't wait to start, this sounds like a really awesome RP idea

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Name: SilverSpark
Age: 16 Moons
Gender: Female
Breed: Turkish Angora
Personality: Loyal, Curious, Ambitious, Honest, Observant, Social, Affectionate.
Alignment: Originals
Other: twilight has fallen

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Name: Stormwhisper
Age: 30 Moons
Gender: Female
Breed: Maine Coon Mix
Appearance: Stormwhisper has a bulky and muscular figure with a rather very thick dark grey pelt making her look like a grounded stormcloud at times. Stormwhisper's eyes are a pale amber shade with flecks of gold gleaming around her pupils. Her almost vainly neat pelt is a marbled tabby with lighter grays and dull silvers, a white muzzle, chest and belly, patches of a whitish silver dancing along her spine. Her cheek and neck fur becomes a quite fearsome looking mane during windy weather, her entire pelt floffing out like a cat to a hairdryer.
Personality: Levelheaded and calculating || Cunning|| Prideful in her abilities to protect and serve|| Is known to be a tad bossy but undoubtedly loyal to her family and clan || Grumpy
Alignment: Originals
Other: Twilight has fallen
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Name: Cedarheart
Age: 34 Moons
Gender: Male
Breed: Maine Coon Mix
Appearance: Born with a large stature, Cedarheart has a thick coat of pale orange fur, covered in patches of white and auburn. Bright amber eyes that seem to run in the family settle on a wide face, the tufts of white fur on his cheeks mixed with his neck fur giving him a rather fluffy mane. Made and built for the heat of the battle than hunting, this cat has large paws and defined muscles always ready to pounce and tackle at an enemy.
Personality: Rambunctious || Kind Hearted || Intelligent ||Devote follower in his beliefs || Loud
Alignment: Rebels
Skills: Raw strength|| Kind Persuasion || Intimidation ||

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Sky, Accepted
Willow, if you'll submit your first cat, we can begin. C:

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Andddd, done!

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Alright!
We can start now.
Lets assume that we're starting just after LeopardStar's been laid to rest, and the fighting has started to break out. Several cats have gotten hurt already.
Emerald, you're first post!

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Mintcloud was lost. Everything had been so normal, and then it was gone, disappeared along with Leopardstar's life. As their leader had died, the peace and harmony of the Clan's life had died with them, leaving the young medicine cat's Clan at war. She didn't know what to do.

Fights had already broken out amongst her Clanmates over what to do next. With no leader and no deputy, there was no order. It was slowly dawning on the feline that she was now the one with the highest position, but she tried to push this thought away. She was a medicine cat - she had no idea how to rule a group of angry cats!

The grey and white she-cat looked around helplessly as her Clanmates fought and bickered. Should they go and find a new camp? Should they look to StarClan for answers? Why had StarClan let both their leader and deputy die? Mintcloud dithered in indecision. She knew what she believed; she'd always that StarClan existed, and that they would help them if they could. Some things were just out of the paws of StarClan, and this would be one of them. But could she convince others of this, and should she even try? It was all too much: she'd just watched her leader die in her paws, and now she was faced with a civil war to deal with. She'd only been made the medicine cat a moon ago!

(Is this the sort of thing that you're looking for? Tell me if you want anything changed or addressed c:)

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Blackeye jolted upright, yowling. She'd be the first to admit to cracking a few skulls in the process of getting to the high rock in the centre of the clan. Her mismatched eyes paused to bore deeply into Mistcloud, only to growl lowly and keep moving.
Her barbary fur stood on curly, kinked ends, and rustled along her spine. Blackeye released a loud howl into the crowd, the shecat's gravelly voice echoed into the sound of battle.
"Quit fighting and LISTEN!!" She screamed with the voice of the wild. She wasn't always a clancat, not like these. She was wild, once.
She would be again.

"I'm going to find a suitable place to camp. I'm going to do what cats do; survive. Adapt. Who is coming with me?!"
Her intentions were obvious. BlackEye was going to leave the clan, and StarClan, behind and begin a new. Now, amongst fighting and disdain, it was time.

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Stormwhisper // 30 Moons // Warrior // Camp // Mentions: Cedarheart .
"Stormwhisper!" Faintly hearing the call of her name through the yowls of anger and chaos, the silver tabby gave another hiss towards the fox headed mousebrain she was arguing with before lifting her gaze to search among the crowd. Her amber brightening in relief, she watches as her older half-brother pushes through the throng of cats to stand beside her, a worried gleam in his eyes. "Oh thank Starclan you're safe, I thought I lost you in the panic Cedarheart." Her spirits rising as she barrels into her sibling to rub her cheek against his shoulder welcomingly, the warrior nearly misses his ears pin back to his skull or the way the fur on his spine bristles at the term 'Starclan'. Letting out an aggravated huff, the golden warrior immediately holds his head high in a condescending way, the tone he often used to scold her as kits rising up once more. "Thanks Starclan?! They haven't done anything for us, look at the madness going on in our very own camp! For starcl- for Leopardstar's sake our deputy is dead too, we have no leader!" Pausing in his speech, the tom finally takes a breath and looks at the tabby standing beside him, soon regretting his words at the furious snarl on her features. "Are you mouse brained Cedarheart?! Do you want to die and go to the place of no stars, do you think the Dark Forest would suit you better? Are you really abandoning Starclan over this little, little... episode?!" Her amber gaze narrowed to thin slits, the coon straightens up to her full height and meets her brother's gaze defiantly.

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Cedarheart // 34 Moons // Warrior // Camp // Mentions: Stormwhisper .
"Episode? Stormwhisper, the clan is falling apart at it's very heart and I don't want to be here when cats start breaking the code and unsheathing their claws. Puffing up his chest to start another round of arguing, the tom turns his attention mid-breath towards the cat screaming from on top of the high rock, his attention caught at her words of breaking off from Starclan to find a new home, a new start from all of this madness. Barely taking a few paw steps towards a new life, the tabby hisses in surprise at the ear cuffing Stormwhisper sent to his skull, their matching amber gazes meeting with one narrowed in disbelief and the other in apology. "We can't live like this Stormwhisper, cats will eventually fight for the leader position and I bet some poor idiot will get torn to ribbons for not following the new 'leader'. I refuse to stay here and perish, I'm going with Blackeye and whoever else is be smart enough to follow. I'm sorry Stormwhisper, I hope you find some common sense and join me." His voice low and gaze never quite meeting Stormwhisper's eyes, the tom lets out a small sigh before brushing past the silver she-cat to stand beneath the high-rock's shadow.

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Mintcloud's attention was ripped away from the fighting as a growl came from her right. The medicine cat glanced over, her pale green eyes wide, to see Blackeye stalk by, a fearsome noise rumbling in her throat, her eyes fixed maliciously on Mintcloud herself. Mintcloud felt fear wash over her - was Blackeye going to start a fight with her? She couldn't fight; well, maybe she could. The grey and white female had been taught to fight as an apprentice, but she'd never had the chance to put her 'skills' to real use. Maybe the chance would be now.

However, to Mintcloud's later relief, Blackeye's intense glare moved on a heartbeat later, and the moment was broken. Mintcloud relaxed, not having realised that her body had been tense in the first place until then, but the time for relaxing was not now. Blackeye was now clambering up onto high rock, and addressing the squabbling throng of cats beneath her, demanding their attention. Mintcloud narrowed her eyes at the feline - she had no right to be up there. That had been where Leopardstar had stood, and countless leaders before him, addressing their ancestors for generations.

Then Mintcloud realised Blackeye's intentions, and her indignation at the female's position was promptly forgotten. She wanted to leave?! What's more, she wanted to take others with her! The young medicine cat looked around in amazement as murmurs of agreement came from the crowd - they couldn't seriously be considering this, could they? How could they turn their backs on StarClan, on their Clanmates, on their families?

Apparently they could, and Mintcloud watched as the first cat slipped from the crowd to stand below high rock, obviously showing their support. No, she wouldn't have that. She had to do something.

Before she really knew what she was doing, Mintcloud had weaved her way through the crowd to stand just below the high rock, but out of its shadow, turning her grey and white body to address the crowd also. She couldn't see Blackeye from this angle, but was certain that she would be furious at what she was going to say.

"You can't leave!" the she-cat cried, her voice loud, yet wavering. She wasn't used to addressing crowds - she felt her nerves build up in her chest, but squashed them down. "What about everything we've worked for here - the camp and territory that our ancestors built for us to be safe and happy? You can't abandon that. I know that everything's bad now, but we'll sort it out, we always do. We'll elect a new leader and deputy, and everything will be back to normal. We must trust in StarClan, as we always have, and we must also trust in ourselves, and our Clan." The feline paused, glanced up at Blackeye, and then looked away again. Her green eyes were wide with emotion. "Please... don't let this destroy us. Leopardstar wouldn't have wanted that."

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