MoonClan

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MoonClan is a clan of mystery and tall tales. They are secretive towards outsiders and even the other clans, with a history known only by its devoted members. The members of the bewildering group are said to have a close bond to their ancestors, but oddly enough, they think of StarClan and the Dark Forest as a place of balance. They value both forms of afterlife and respect boundaries, but are infamous for being reckless of the code. They value dignity and ancestry more than they value rules that they consider "outdated".
==Allegiances==
Leader:
:Wolfstar: huge black smoke tom. (Whiskers)
::Apprentice: Swiftpaw
Deputy:
:Ravensong: black she-cat. (Whiskers)
::Apprentice: Poppypaw
Medicine Cat:
:Duskpaw: short brown tabby she-cat (Ginger)
Warriors:
:Junipernose: blue point she-cat. (Whiskers)
::Apprentice: Lionpaw
:Sootleap: seal point she-cat with blue eyes. (Willow)
::Apprentice: Blackpaw
:Dustshine: seal point she-cat with blue eyes. (Brams)
::Apprentice: Foggypaw
:Hazeflower: seal point she-cat (Blue)
:Flamespark: black tom with yellow eyes (Sparkle)
:Bushleap: black and white she-cat (Willow)
:Sweetheart: calico she-cat (Adoptable)
:Mudsplash: tortoiseshell tabby she-cat (Whiskers)
:Jayheart: fluffy lynx point tom (Myrk)
:Ferntooth: small brown tabby she-cat (Myrk)
Apprentices:
:Poppypaw: tiny black smoke she-cat. (Whiskers)
:Swiftpaw: tall silver tabby tom. (Whiskers)
:Foggypaw: soft silver shaded she-cat. (Willowleafwing)
:Lionpaw: red tabby tom with ice blue eyes (Whiskers)
:Blackpaw: pure black tom (Moon)
:Rockypaw: fluffy gray tabby tom (Whiskers)
:Shadowpaw: brown and black tom (Blue)
:Brackenpaw: light brown and white tom (Direction)
Queens & Kits:
:Nightkit: black and brown tom. (Sparkle)
:Dawnkit: large ginger tabby she-cat (Willow)
:Rosekit: red-brown seal point she-cat (Brams)
Elders:
:Minnowcreek: long-furred blue she-cat (Jay)
MIA:
:Robinfeather
==Roleplay==
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Bushleap looked around the clearing for her son, surely Blackpaw was around somewhere? Ever since the trip to the gathering, camp seemed quiet, nothing seemed to move. She was worried about Blackpaw, he was so young, it was so easy to get wrapped into everything bu picking a side. She continued to look through the crowd, mournful to her heart, remembering her mate, she shook her head as she spotted her son. Padding to sit by his side opposite of where Sootleap positioned herself. “How was he?” Bushleap whispered. Sootleap pricked her ears. “Oh, he was quite fine. Though You should be relived for him, he could’ve been chosen.” Sootleap mentioned. Bushleap lapped Blackpaw’s ears, to be batted away, she looked to Sootleap, “Please watch him every moment you get, He’s prone to being a trouble maker, just like in the nursery.” She teased. Making Sootleap grin. “With pleasure. Dawnkit pricked her feathered ears, a meeting!? A prophecy! She needed to go! Well, little did she know StarClan were the ones that chose, she shoved herself out of the nursery before bumping into the black and white paws of Bushleap, “Oh! Uh, hey-!” She was gripped by the scruff. “You aren’t enough to catch your own prey mind you. Get back to sleep.” - Sootleap, Bushleap, Dawnkit
"You know StarClan stuff makes me feel...suspicious." Mudsplash commented, noticing that Wolfstar seemed distressed. She understood that he wanted to keep the clan safe- StarClan knew how much the loss of Blackheart hurt him. Mudsplash had loved his sister as well, but just in a...different way. A way that nobody would ever understand. "I get you want to keep everyone safe, Wolfstar, but I don't think just anyone can go denying a summons from StarClan." -- Mudsplash & Wolfstar
"...Everyone slept," Rockypaw answered with a shrug of his shoulders. He noted that Lionpaw seemed to be carrying himself with extra triumph, something that puzzled his reserved brother. He must've done something at the gathering, or found someone to finally pat his ego. Rockypaw also noticed that Swiftpaw seemed more irritated than usual. But...Rockypaw would be the last cat to ask Swiftpaw whatever was on his mind. He valued his ears. He'd rather not have them shredded. -- Rockypaw
Poppypaw anxiously hovered near the medicine cat den. She wanted to have her wound from Lionpaw checked- she thought it was healing well, but she was no medicine cat. She needed to make sure it was progressing ok. "...Ms. Duskpaw?" The black smoke apprentice called out hesitantly. -- Poppypaw
Foggypaw noticed Rockypaw’s gaze. “I saw him chatting with she-cats.” She murmured. She did not like Lionpaw one bit for it. She sighed, she wished she were sleeping instead. - Foggypaw
"Please don't call me 'Ms.'." Duskpaw replied, irritated, then walked over to check. "It seems to be healing nicely," She said after a moment. "but you should still come back tomorrow. And you also shouldn't do much battle training for the next few days." -- Duskpaw
Poppypaw swallowed. "S-Sorry," the small smoke apprentice quickly responded, tail submissively tucked between her legs. When Duskpaw finished checking the wound, she was quick to leave- she didn't want to provoke the medicine cat any further. "Thank you." The response came swiftly as she fled from Duskpaw's quarters. -- Poppypaw
"Oh?" Rockypaw seemed disinterested. How could he be? His brother was always up to shenanigans in order to draw attention to himself- it was no surprise. Besides, his brother was a good looking cat. Rockypaw always suspected that Lionpaw would get a mate before himself, if the she-cat was patient enough with the gold tom's attitude. "Good for him." -- Rockypaw
Foggypaw then started. “I dont trust him.” She meowed, looking to the larger Tom. “Surely you know if there’s something happening with him?” She suggested since they were brothers. - Foggypaw
"He's not explicitly evil." He didn't quite see what Foggypaw had against his brother- Lionpaw was just different. Arrogant, but he wanted to be a good warrior, very badly. He had good intentions, he just wasn't exactly perfect at...executing those plans. "But I don't talk to him. He seems perfectly fine- the same old." -- Rockypaw
"...Are you trying to convince me to send the chosen cats?" Wolfstar seemed baffled, and Mudsplash was beginning to feel as if there was something even deeper. "...Well, what if StarClan isn't happy that we refused?" The tortoiseshell tabby didn't know what to say, it just didn't...sit with her well. "...Who were the chosen cats, Wolfstar?" -- Mudsplash & Wolfstar
Foggypaw let herself release a sigh. “I guess I’m just paranoid.” She sighed. “What do you do when you’re worried? Other than splashing in the river.” She said with a smirk, she could recall the last time they splashed Dawnkit had totally made her day, though she wondered if she was just overreacting on lionpaw after all. - Foggypaw
Two days later...
Mudsplash approached Wolfstar, returning from a patrol that was directed by Ravensong. In her jaws was a fish, one that made her wrinkle her nose in disgust. "Take a look at this thing I found, Wolfstar." The tortoiseshell tabby commented as she stepped forward, dropping the rotten fish at his paws. Initially, she'd intended on just throwing it at him and amusing herself as the tom threw a fit, but she decided that it was...important, to look at. "Do ya think it could be an omen of sorts?" Never before had Mudsplash seen such a gross, rotten fish. It was...unusual. -- Mudsplash
In the morning, Dawnkit frowned at the sleeping Bushleap. She wondered if she could sneak away enough to at least catch a sunbeam before she was dragged into nursery prison. She slowly sneaked out of the nursery and found herself fluid her chest out with pride. “MoonClan is so awesome.” She grinned, sitting herself on a stone under a Sunbeam like a spotlight. - Dawnkit
Wolfstar shifted his broad shoulders, causing his silvered-black mane to ruffle. "Well...it's a rotten fish." The huge leader responded to Mudsplash in monotone, as if he didn't understand some pitiful joke. "The water level dropped a little, so it's expected to have a rotting fish or two." Granted, the leader was no medicine cat, so he just looked at these things plainly. "Just keep an eye on things for now, I guess." -- Wolfstar
Rockypaw snoozed quietly in the apprentice's den. He had passed his warrior assessment the evening before, and so Mudsplash rewarded him by granting him the dawn patrol off. Yet as he rolled around in his nest and blinked away the sleepiness, he found Lionpaw's nest empty. He bit his lip. I hope he's not off doing anything too stupid... Rockypaw told himself not to worry about it. He rested his head momentarily on his paws before curling back up, trying to find sleep once more. -- Rockypaw
”Swiftpaw!” Foggypaw chirped happily as she skipped out of the apprentices den and looked aro7nd camp for the tomcat. She was confident this morning. I will get to know him! As they were part of the same prophecy as both representatives of MoonClan, she somehow felt determined to try and compare with him, as they both seemed to dislike Lionpaw for his outburst on Poppypaw- but also for her personally, comparing himself with Moonstar after hearing the tale of a broken legacy left behind the former leader many times. Perhaps Lionpaw has found a shard of the shattered history? She shook herself before she hopped around the camp, looking around the dens. She was determined to step up to Swiftpaw and- wait what should I say? As she knew everyone seemed wry of the Tom. - Foggypaw
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