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2020-09-18 13:22:38
for #89350 and #142785 only, please dont comment if you arent one of us

when four clans' territories are threatened by human activity, they must send warriors to find new lands - before their way of life is destroyed forever.

BLANDCLAN
BlandClan is a group of cats living in the swamps surrounding The Hellish Hinterlands, otherwise known as BlazeClan territory. They normally get stormy weather, and live on a hill where it can't flood. The hill has an ancient willow tree growing on it, its roots creating dens for each cat. The predators are alligators, black bears, and coypu. They feed on Marsh wrens, Swamp sparrows, Yellow-bellied fly catcher, and more birds and fish. They have mildly cold (no snow or ice) winters, warm springs, hot summers, and warm autumns. They worship a rain goddess.
Ruler: Swiftstar, a gray tabby tom with amber eyes and two scars on his left shoulder.
Deputy: Mothglow, a tortoiseshell molly with amber eyes and a scar on her flank.
Medicine cat: Birchclaw, a brown tabby-and-white molly with amber eyes.

BLAZECLAN
-BlazeClan is a group of cats that live in the desert in the middle of the four territories. They have an oasis in the middle where all four Clans meet up monthly. Their desert is also called The Hellish Hinterlands, but to them its home. In the Winter its only a little cold (no snow or ice) , hot in the Spring, and super hot in the Summer, while hot in the Autumn. The predators are rattlesnakes, sand cats, deathstalkers, owls, scorpions, and more. Their prey are meerkat, hamsters, sand-grouse, jerboa, kangaroo rats, gerbils, and bats. They worship a desert goddess.
Ruler: Horizonstar, a tortoiseshell molly with dark green eyes and ginger ears.
Deputy: Tinyclaw, a ginger-and-silver tom with dark blue eyes.
Medicine cat: Sandeye, a dark brown tom with gray flecks and blue eyes.

CHASMCLAN
live inside a ravine, their territory encompasses the whole thing, even the part reaching into eveclan. the ravine has a river down the middle which is their sole source of water. the ravine's walls are rocky and sloping; to either side is an expanse of rock-strewn ground, not really worth exploring
most chasmclan cats spend their whole life inside the ravine, hunting up and down the river. they mainly eat lizards, birds, and rodents; their main predators are foxes and mountain lions, who live further north in the ravine (where cats are prohibited from going).
chasmclan society prioritizes family and friendship. they're tightly-knit, believing that the only way to survive in the harsh ravine is to lean on your fellow cats for support. all resources are shared among clanmates and to keep secrets is to betray the clan.
chasmclan cats tend to be sociable, resourceful, and determined. they worship a sun goddess.
leader: graystar - sleek gray she-cat with yellow eyes
deputy: rattlesneer - tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes
medicine cat: scorpiontail - brown tabby tom with hazel eyes

EVECLAN
live on a stretch of rocky terrain and short, stunted grass. part of chasmclan's ravine stretches onto their land, which they dislike. they recieve water from a small rain-fed pool near their camp, which is situated in a cave beneath a rocky overhang. the whole territory is very open and exposed.
eveclan cats are nocturnal, since the lack of shelter on their land results in the sun being very dangerous. they wake up around sunset, hunt and patrol throughout the night, and go to sleep as the sun rises again. they mainly eat snakes, lizards, beetles, and birds (and the odd bat that gets into their camp). their main predators are coyotes and rattlesnakes.
eveclan society is focused heavily on folklore, related mostly to the moon and stars. they see the sun as an evil figure. they are very close to clanmates, but dislike strangers, and defend their borders ferociously - they cant risk losing any hunting ground.
eveclan cats tend to be disagreeable, skilled, and confident. they worship a moon goddess.
leader: bugstar - black tom with brown eyes and a large scar on his muzzle
deputy: duskpatch - dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes
medicine cat: poolheart - pale gray tom with darker patches and blue eyes

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Edited on 12/10/20 @ 07:07:38 by wormwood🏳️‍🌈 (#142785)

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2020-09-18 13:24:53
[So, whose going to start?]



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🍄wormwood🌈 (#142785)

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2020-09-18 13:33:59
[i was gonna set up my characters first then we can]



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2020-09-18 13:34:31
[ o h y e a h ]



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🍄wormwood🌈 (#142785)

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2020-09-18 13:39:43
[hehehe]



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2020-09-18 14:57:49
Sharpdawn
Gender: molly [heterosexual]
Age: 22 months old/1.10 years old

Appearance: Sharpdawn is a white-and-brown molly with green eyes, a bobbed tail, a distinctively fluffy chest, and scars. (I designed her, if you have Google Hangouts I can send it to you)

Personality: Sharpdawn is selfless, willing to give her life for any of her comrades or even a stranger. She is fierce and protective, but also insecure of her scars.

History: TBA

Relationships: TBA

^^im gonna work on the second one



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Swiftfeather
Clan: BlazeClan
Rank: warrior
Gender: molly [heterosexual]
Age: 31 months old

Appearance: Swiftfeather is a dark gray molly with gray ear tips, tail tip, chest and neck, and front paws. She has black ear tufts and melancholic green eyes. [I have the picture on Google Hangouts]

Personality: Swiftfeather is a kind molly, and enjoys taking care of others. She's harsh, but in a loving way. She makes sure she doesn't show too much kindness so others don't take it as a weakness. She's also charismatic so it doesn't take long until others like her.

History: TBA

Relationships: TBA



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2020-09-18 20:39:28
[sorry but can u put them on the sheets page?)



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2020-09-20 22:22:14
[Done.]



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2020-09-21 07:09:06
[thanks! ill get mine out today]



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2020-09-21 17:27:41
[What does Poolheart look like?]



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2020-09-21 20:46:01
[light gray tom w/ darker patches and blue eyes. also, do you wanna start, or should i? i was thinking we could start with them receiving their visions]



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2020-09-22 17:16:29
[I will! And definitely :)]
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Sharpdawn rested her head on her paws, worn out from the many patrols she went on today. Her white-and-brown pelt darkened against the shadows in the Warriors' Retreat, and the parts where her skin showed were comforted by the mossy nest she slept in. It was a humid day, and her fur stood out like a burr throughout the whole of it. She tripped over a few thorns and brambles here and there- it was overall just a terrible, embarassing day and she hoped the best for the next one. As she reviewed the day's successes and failures, she drifted into a deep sleep where she dreamt of hunting on a nice, dry day in the territory with no defeats.
She was in the training section of BlandClan territory, where the grass parted opposed to an oasis with clear, fresh water and some small fish species. This is where the pupils practiced fighting in water, and sometimes fishing. The grass around the oasis contained many small creatures that were also eaten as prey in BlandClan.
Sharpdawn's green eyes reflected into the water, flicking an ear as flies swarmed all over. She turned, scenting a smell that was probably the worst smell she'd smelt in so long. As she searched, she found a dead deer carcass with its head buried under the surface of the riverbank that was beside the oasis. She gagged, running the other way. There was something rather strange about that water... it seemed... orangish brown... not like mud-water. As the redirected herself, she caught a glimpse of what seemed like an army of corpses laying dead in the water of BlandClan. She shrieked at the horrid sight and ran as fast as she could.



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Gulchclaw yawned as he strolled to his nest. It had been a successful but exhausting day - he'd been placed on the dawn and evening patrols, and a hunting patrol between them. Rattlesneer seemed determined to wear him out. Pushing the thought away, he curled up tight in his sandy-smooth nest, relishing the cool ground as he drifted into sleep.
He woke up in a strange clearing. Looking around, he recognized it as the hollow where apprentices held friendly contests, competitions related to different skills. He sniffed the sand and smiled to himself, recalling several won contests from his youth.
He was then startlingly aware of something strange. Off. Gulchclaw's fur went on edge as he scanned the nearby territory. Something was very wrong, but he couldn't figure out what... Oh. The camp! It should be visible off to his left, up the curve of the river.
He recoiled with sudden horror. Rather than the familiar dens and canyon wall, there was a monumental rockslide. Over a dozen boulders buried the whole section, and it looked like half of the wall had caved in, destroying any proof that cats lived there. And even worse than that was the acrid stench of decay. My Clanmates are under there, thought Gulchclaw, feeling nauseous.

xxx

Brittlepaw was dreaming. She'd fallen asleep long ago, when the sun was rising, and should be awake soon as the sun set and the moon bathed everything in silver light. She was curled comfortably in the EveClan medicine den.
In her mind, she was instead searching for something. She was very aware that she had to find a specific herb - she knew her Clanmates were deathly ill with some mysterious sickness, but the cure was near her. She could feel it. Peeking behind rocks and shrubs, she kept expecting to see it, but she kept being disappointed.
As she looked, Brittlepaw's anxiety grew. Where was it? What was it? The more she walked, the more her brain blanked, and soon she forgot what the herb even looked like. She could only think of the disease's symptoms. Burn marks, covering someone's whole body... rocks embedded deep in the skin... infection. Horrid infection, with a scent like putrid death.
The more she thought, the more she realized it wasn't really a disease. Nobody was catching it, but cats kept returning from patrols with awful wounds, wounds that no herb could heal. Right: nothing could heal them. Brittlepaw began to shake and stumble as she walked, frantically searching for a cure that she knew wasn't really there.

(maybe next go round they find the omen thats like "how to prevent this terrible future"? idk)



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As Sharpdawn sprinted up her territory's highest peak, up to camp, she screeched in horror. Her camp was gone- replaced with big machines. As the machines bore into her beloved home maliciously, she cried out for help when black, sticky solution pelted her. She tried to run away, but it felt like her pelt was being ripped off. It burnt- her once-bright green eyes were now cracked red and watering, and her nostrils flared and begged for escape from the horrific stench. At some point she began to beg Valhalla for help, convinced she was dying. She raced to the oasis that stood in the middle of BlandClan territory, sure that it would still be standing healthy.
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[How about they all see each other at the oasis? Maybe they see each other but can't hear each other. Like, Sharpdawn, Swiftfeather, and Gulchclaw can't hear each other, but they can only hear and talk to Brittlepaw because she's a medicine cat.]



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2020-09-25 20:01:17
(oooh totally!!! love that idea!)

Gulchclaw felt panic gripping his heart as he stared at the rockslide. He could hear something in the distance - a roar, rising steadily, like the tumbling of an impossibly huge river. He stepped back, then whipped around and broke into a run. He leaped up the walls of ChasmClan territory and dashed out into the open desert.
Despite his lack of knowledge about this land, he felt guided, as though his paws knew where to go. He saw suddenly the oasis appearing in the distance. He urged himself onward and was soon skidding into the hollow, sliding down a lush hill and nearly falling into the pool itself. He panted and stared at the familiar, comforting water.
To his shock, soon two other cats were arriving, followed by a third apprentice. He was confused and crouched down, wary of the strangers. He hissed out, "Who are you?"

xxx

Brittlepaw's frantic search was drawing to a worrisome close. She still had no idea what she was even looking for, and mental images of the faux-disease made her feel dizzy. In a last dash effort, she recalled the verdant oasis, and rushed off in the direction of it. Perhaps some never-before-seen cure would be hiding there.
She slowed to a trot as she arrived, sniffing every plant and root. She took quick, stressed breaths, taking in the oasis. It took her a few moments to realize other cats were there too - when she did notice, she jumped a tail-length into the air, then froze, suddenly confused as to why others were there. At the mysterious ChasmClan tom's question, she spit out, "Brittlepaw."



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