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☆ the lost river ☆


The bright sunlight seemed to reflect off of the stream's rippling surface, making it shimmer with elegance. Looking down, you could see a forest. .. wait, a forest? You were sitting down on a stone, surrounded by other stones with no nearby forest.

Peering down, you realized.. there was more than just a leafy-green forest. There was also some pine forests, which broke into a moorland full of tall grass. mountains also surrounded the terrain, dividing it with some other land that trailed behind it...

"What is all this?" You whisper to yourself.

"That, my dear, shall be your new home," A voice out of nowhere says. Before you could say or do anything, a tall she-cat appears from a bush that was covering a huge boulder. "And your kin's home, and their kin's home.."

"Seriously?" You asked with a curious tone. The stranger nodded with a grin, watching as she sat beside you. "Yes.. however, there is something you must know. You see that huge island surrounded by rivers and shrubbery?" She asked you. You nodded back in reply. "Well, there used to be a tribe of cats there. But, they were driven away by the Two-legs, only to have to find a new home elsewhere." She explained to you with a solemn tone.

You frowned. "I..Is there something i must do about this? I-I mean, what can I do about what had happened to them?"

She nodded. "Yes, there is something.." She answered. "You must journey beyond the thick woodlands, the pine forests, the moorlands, the mountains.. you must find them."

Before she could even let you answer her, she got up from her spot but continued on as she looked down at you. "Two cats from each tribe shall be tasked to do this journey;.. however, this won't be an easy thing to do. The tribe has been long gone now for moons.. centuries, even."

A deep frown formed on your face. "So then how will I, or even other cats, find them?"

"You must find their descendants."

"How will I even know if they are the tribe cats' descendant?"

"You shall know when you see it." She told you, with a gentle look on her muzzle. She padded forwards and touched noses with you, the scenery quickly vanishing.
After reading the text above, I'm sure you're like, "WTF, Clementine! Where's the rest of the context?!"

Well, I am here to supply you with it!

This roleplay shall be about 3 tribes, with 2 cats from each tribe receiving a prophecy about having to journey beyond their homelands and find the fourth tribe.

The said 3 tribes are..:

The Tribe Of Blistering Winds
(These cats are slim and lean, with short pelts and powerful legs that make them renowned for their speedy skills. Their pelts are usually some type of shade of brown, tan, or a pale beige, though on rare occasions they can be bicolor, tortoiseshell, calico, or some different type of color. Their home is located at the top of a steep hill in the middle of the moorlands. Their diet mostly consists of rabbits, birds, and sometimes mice.)

The Tribe of Prancing Deer
(These cats live in the heart of the woodlands, with their camp being guarded by walls of bramble tendrils and honeysuckle bushes. They are a bit bigger than the rest of the tribes, though, obviously not every single cat that is a part of this tribe is big. Their coats vary in almost any color, though the most common are tabbies, calicos, bicolor, and so on. Their diet mostly consists of mice, sometimes rabbits, deer, any type of bird that lives in the woodland, shrews, etc.)

The Tribe of Darkened Shadows
(Their home is located deep inside the marshy pine forests, guarded by thick walls made out of thorn bushes and bramble tendrils. They are secretive and cocky; rumor has it that they have a thirst for blood (just a dumb rumor started by a foolish apprentice). Same as Prancing Deer, their pelts vary in practically any shade, though the most common are tortoiseshells, calicos, bicolor, colorpoints, tabbies, and so forth. Their diet consists of lizards, frogs/toads, mice, birds, etc.)

and for the fourth tribe,

The Tribe of Gushing Water.
(The descendants are easily identifiable by their webbed paws, thick, sleek coats, muscular limbs (very good for swimming), and acute vision (good for hunting fish.)

Additional Stuff
OOC Thread
Of course, every WC roleplay needs a set of rules, right? Riight.

Rule 1
Do not, I repeat do not, kill or severely injure someone's character without the user's permission. You may privately, OR ask them out of character (you don't need to hop onto the OOC thread to ask, just ask them in your RP response with parentheses around your question) I am trying to avoid everlasting drama at all costs.

Rule #2:
Please (privately) ask a character's user if you can be a part of their kin, a possible love interest, cheat on them, or whatnot. Again, I am trying to avoid drama at all costs here.

Rule #3:
Hate the character, not the player. We're trying to establish a kind community here.

Rule #4:
Powers are indeed allowed. Every cat of any rank may be able to have magical abilities, especially those without a Clan (excluding kittypets unless you're a descendant.)

Rule 5
Please talk to me (meaning me, the owner, specifically) first about a possible major plot change. This also goes for a minor plot change, as well. I do not want to confuse any possible players who were absent in that moment to not know what's happening, or even me, myself to get confused on what's going on. This also goes for timeskips. If I agree and a majority of the other players also agree, we can go ahead and commence a timeskip.

Rule #6:
Please, please ask (privately, meaning in my DMs) if you'd like to be one of the cats that are sent out to relocate the descendants of the lost tribe. There are a maximum of 2 felines per tribe.

Also, please ask if you'd like to be one of the descendants. There is no limit, however you may only make one character to be a descendant and one oc to help relocate these said descendants.

Before I forget, the prophecy the relocaters will receive later on in the roleplay:

"There will be 6, two cats from the moorlands, pine forest, and woodlands
They shall journey beyond the mountains, and the place where the sun drowns behind the ocean
To find the lost river and connect it with the moorlands, the pine forest, and the woodlands once more."
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Edited on 11/12/22 @ 14:34:32 by 🎄 Clem! | 200/300 bundles (#218151)

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2022-11-03 16:00:10
Narrow heart

The tall calico nods, not bothering to look as she slams her paw on the ground- squishing the fly that had been swirling around the three of them.

" Very well. We'll need to send a few more hunting patrols of course. But we should have a good stock of food for a feast. Prey has been ample. And of course the hunting competition will help make up for the losses. Shall we hold it tonight? It is rather earlier in the day. I could assemble the queens and kits and decorate the camp with some flowers before sunset. "

She rambles, always quick to make plans. She wipes the splatter stuck to her paw on the stone floor beneath her before turning to back to the healer.

" You and Yew Frost may be able to catch a break if everybody is preoccupied. " She adds on, her whiskers twitching as she speaks.



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2022-11-03 19:20:52
Storm Shadow
“Yes, it shall be held tonight.” He nodded his head in response to Narrow’s question. “The Queens and their offspring may decorate the camp as they see fit. Perhaps try and tell them to find orange and white flowers?” The healer implied, his pupils narrowing as he watched the overseer wipe the squished remains of the fly against the ground, his nose scrunching up in disgust. But, hey, at least the fly was gone.

“I agree. I need to teach her about some more herbs, mostly reviewing the ones Yew is most confused with.” Storm Shadow blinked, raising his hind leg to scratch at an itchy spot behind his ear quickly before setting it back onto the floor. “I suppose you should go and tell the tribe of the competition? Since it was your idea after all.”



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2022-11-04 05:17:10
I have been trying to figure out how to join the rp for a while and now im stuck)



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2022-11-04 17:36:54
Narrow Heart

( I gotchu!! Heres a lil starter for you ^^)

She blinks, nodding to his suggestion to alert the tribe. She slunk her way over to a taller rock to perch on as she gathered the attention of the surrounding cats.

" Cats of the Prancing Deer tribe. Tonight in celebration of the new season and bout of peace that's fallen onto our lands we will be holding a feast and hunting competition. Those wishing to participate in the competition can start hunting for the biggest thing they can find come sunset. You will have one hour to bring back your kills.”

She pauses for a minute to gauge the crowd's reaction, which upon seeing was rather positive- continues her speech.

“There will be two categories. A winner whoever gathers the most prey, and another for whoever catches the biggest animal. You'll have your first pick of food at the feast. Anyone else who is not participating is to either clean or gather orange and white flowers and decorations to make the camp festive. Please spread the word to any who aren't present as I speak. Dismissed"

She rants, the cats below her smiling and excited for the party. They go off to collect what they need or prepare for their hunts



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Edited on 04/11/22 @ 17:53:47 by Frostblight (#282750)

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2022-11-04 17:41:53
(Foxglove, I don't think, lives around where the tribes are as she is a descendant. This is kind of a twist of Firestar and Sandstorm finding the old SkyClan, lol. Though she can be able to live around here, though!)

(Unless I need to re-check their character sheet.)

Storm Shadow
A pleased expression vividly shown upon the Healer's broad face, raising himself up to his paws so he could take his leave and look for his to-be, Yewfrost, so they could endure in some further training. They also wanted to teach Yew a few battle moves, so they won't only be able to just heal cats.

After arching his back in a deep, luxurious stretch, he set off to find the to-be.



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2022-11-04 17:43:29
Star Catcher

The small tom looked up at Narrow Heart excitedly, he wasn't the best at hunting so opted to just get some flowers and other decorations

He bounced a little in place before dashing out of camp, noticing some hunters and other scouts spreading out for good hunting spots. Star glanced around for an empty trail and spotted one, quickly following it as the sun began to go down slowly

He had always loved these kind of games, Narrow Heart had the best ideas! It was always so fun collecting decorations for the feast, maybe he should suggest a competition out of flower picking too.. oh well, too late now.

Star wandered for a bit longer before spotting a few flowers, running towards them giddily and carefully picking the beautiful white flowers, he always found it a little harder finding orange flowers, but it was so easy with orange leaves. Maybe Narrow Heart won't notice a few leaves in the flowers..



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(GaaAh damn it lemme fix that then lol)



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2022-11-04 17:54:35
(fixed! Lol )



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2022-11-04 18:10:02
Narrow Heart

Narrow yawned before setting off to help the kits and queens with their crafting. As she enters one of the more extroverted queens greets her with a head bump to the shoulder.

" Narrow! Well isn't this perfect! Have you come to help the little ones with their crafting? " She asks with a cheerful expression. The overseer nods, though not smiling still.

" I have. I figured I could help make some vine garlands and such. That is if you'll let me?" She asks with a twitch of her ear. The chubby queen nods her head, starting to instruct her.

" Of course you can lovey! You know I always love the help of you big strong warriors and such! " She chirrups, rubbing against Narrow's cheek in a sign of motherly affection. Narrow chuckles slightly, before listening to her requests.

" We'll need some more vines first, there should be some growing on that one twisty tree north of the camp! They'll be nice and durable." She suggests. Narrow chuffs in understanding as she turns on her heel to go collect the needed plants.

The leaves crackle beneath her paws like firewood as she walks- the chilled breeze tossing around the more ample fur near her neck. She hums as she trots to the landmark- seeing something a bit odd. One could pass it off as unremarkable if they didn't know birds as well as Narrow did.

A bird with a long bill- sharp and golden like a thorn. With feathers of jade and ruby crowning it's plump and small frame stared back at the tall calico with bright yellow sights. A green heron. The miss was certain of it. But to see one in climates like these was... off putting. The avian usually would be spotted near marshes or rivers.

And while the prancing forest had some.. they were often thin and more like streams if anything else. Nothing that could provide a sustainable meal for such a creature. It could be migrating of course.. but so early on in the leaf bare season would be somewhat of a rarity.

Such thoughts plagued her mind in less than a few moments before the bird took off on the breeze that had been following her. She couldn't help but feel an odd tug at her mind. But for now.. she simply gripped as many vines as she could in her maw- and made her way back to camp.



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2022-11-07 12:04:42
Fox'Glove
Fox'Glove rolled almost falling out of the willow she had slept in almost instantly realizing that the boughs she had woven together had sprung apart.
"hmm" she hummed thinking how easily she could have fallen, she didn't worry knowing that the plants would catch her even in her sleep. Fox'Glove stretched before leaping gracefully into the meadow below startling many of the river birds.
Her stomach ached in hunger as she hadn't eaten in many days due to her travels. 'Well' she thought to herself 'time to hunt' she smiled lowering herself into a crouch noticing discoloration in the green of the nearby river weed. As she lightly prowled through the ferns to get closer to the weed she realized the species almost immediately having gotten used to them while she followed the river, It was a green-backed heron and a fat one at that. She slowly transitioned into a jumping crouch and waited for just the right moment...NOW!
She leaped towards the bird claws extended she grabbed its tail with her claws but the hold wasn't tight enough and the bird flew away unsteadily.
She looked down and realized why the bird was having trouble hooked in her claws was a long tail feather that still had blood in the center 'At least I have a new feather for my collection' she thought apologetically knowing blood feathers hurt when forcefully taken. Fox'Glove tread lightly along the river bank watching the water for any fish. She sighs half-heartedly catching and then eating a gar.
She grows some fungi on the remains of the fish and continues on with her lonely journey.



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|did the rp die=(?|



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2022-11-12 23:11:33
(No, it’s still alive, lmfao.)
Storm Shadow
Yew Frost was nowhere to be seen, nor was his mate, so.. the Healer was stuck with helping the kits out with weaving a flower chain together so that they could hang it across the thick bramble bushes that encircled their camp.

A soft laugh came from the bulky tom as he watched the young felines fumble with the flower stems, not exactly knowing how to weave. “Here, this is how you do it.” Storm told them, placing his large grey paws on top of two stems and knotting them together.

“See? All you need to do is connect the stems together by creating a knot, so that both the stem and the flower can be seen. But, do be aware that you can add in other flowers, not just these plain moonflowers. Perhaps try putting in some zinnias to give it a pop of color?” He suggested, before heaving himself back up to his paws and checking up in how the other kit-mothers were doing.



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2022-11-15 16:33:07
Foxglove
She wanders through the rocky terrain seeming to look for something scanning over the plants and identifying each of them as she walks by, she gasps as she spots what she was looking for. The she rushes over to the small foxglove sprout and gently removes it from the soil keeping the soil stuck to the roots. She then takes a large leaf and shapes it into the perfect-sized pot, she takes some vines and fuses them with the leaf of the pot to create a pot backpack.
"purrfect" she laughs at her own joke purring ever so slightly.
Then she continues walking up the rocky mountain terrain to find a cave to rest in for the night. She walks into a long tunnel she can shelter in for the night she set down some vines she had and grew them around her in a complex pattern creating a barrier to separate her from the rest of the tunnel
(I think the rp died =( ])



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Edited on 18/11/22 @ 06:55:42 by Deception(nyoko (#380556)

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2022-11-18 10:06:39
Star Catcher

He had finally gathered enough flowers and filler leaves, admiring the pretty colors that rest in his jaws. Star brought himself to his paws and stretched for a moment, his tail high in the air and twitching excitedly as he imagined the competition and the feast, his belly suddenly growling loudly

He let out a sheepish giggle, despite being alone and jumped up, almost tripping over his paws as he began to make his way back to the camp with all the decorations tucked neatly in his mouth, careful to not drop any as he trotted through the forest

Star finally reached the camp and looked around, noticing the queens and kits leaving together extra decorations and he let out a warm purr, setting his own flowers and decor in front of the rock perch, neatly dividing them into different piles so the other cats could do the same



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2022-11-18 13:42:19
Foxglove
She woke up to the sound of the vines falling. She opened her eyes and saw that they had begun to wilt. She shrunk the vines back into a seed and put it into her pouch. She then got up and stretched shivering against the cold.
"Seems like mountains are colder than marshes and rivers," she said to herself as she left the tunnel. She padded to the edge of the tunnel and started following the path that led down the mountain and into the Moorland, her footsteps being almost silent. As she reaches the end of the trail there is a steep hill leading her into the open moorland. She huffs as she takes out a seed for a vine and she makes it grow into the ground and wrap around her so she can safely go down the hill. She makes her way down the hill and has the vine take in its roots and shink so the seed lands in front of her. She grabs the seed and puts it back into her pouch as she turns and faces the open moorland.



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