Welcome to The Dark Side of StarClan
This site is an RPG. It is fashioned after Erin Hunter's hit Warriors series. You can uncover the secrets of the Moonstone, hunt day and night, guard your Clan's borders, or even rest in the sunlight as a fat kittypet or roam as a rogue! Your possibilities are endless, and we, of The Dark Side of StarClan, hope that you may chose the path that leads where you wish it to.
Member Count:
We currently have 21 members since August 26! Our newest members are Snowstorm, Smallclaw, and Cinderflare; we are glad to have you! Have fun RPing!
Clan Status
There is a ban on RiverClan she-cats, so don't create any more! ShadowClan and WindClan could use more warriors and a few more apprentices. We need to get training going, so deputies if you know any cats without a mentor, please help them in finding one. And if you and your mate are planning on having kits, please PM an admin with the kits' information, and they will take care of it.
Season: Green-Leaf
Hot days bring long trips to water for the Clans. Prey is back in large numbers, which is great for the Clans. Grasses, flowers, and leaves flourish or wilt depending on the rains.
Ranks:
There are currently no high ranking positions open at this time!
Plot Information:
"The light will be blocked,
the stars will turn black,
and the chosen four are the only ones who may be able to bring the light back."
The plot will begin at the medicine cats' half-moon meeting if all goes as planned.
Cold As The Waterfall Below « Thread Started on Jul 2, 2007, 3:19pm »
Ice Spirit watched the water drop from the gorge, creating a rainbow at the bottom. It was a nice sight, as well as a lethal one. Spiked rocks were coming from the bottom of the gorge, where th waterfall dropped to it's pool. It was pretty, but deadly. A grave for the most loyal, bravest cats of Riverclan.
Icespirit was neither. She was a former rogue, cold as her name suggested. If the entire clan was eaten by wolves or rabid dogs when Icespirit was gone, she wouldn't cry. Just move on. She wasn't delustional; If she died right now, they would be sad because there was one less warrior. No other reason. Besides, you didn't cry for someone you didn't know. You didn't cry at all. It was shameful for the dead cat.
Ice cold river eyes, a swirling blue-green that mixed and serpreated at her mood, watched the waterfall carefully. Her silver body lay away from the cliff, with her head able to hang over if not held up. Her soft, sleek fur was washed, sdhiny and her tail was gracefully moving, no twicth in it. For a former young rogue ,she was quite pretty, and unscarred.
Or so you would think by her veiw. But if you looked at her belly and under her fur, you would find scars no cat should have. Along her spine, under her perfect fur, a thin white scar part and matched her fur, goign from the base of her neck to the tip of her tail. Only Icespirit knew how it got there, and with her black claws and peraly white teeth, no one would get it out of her.
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Re: Cold As The Waterfall Below « Reply #1 on Jul 3, 2007, 8:43pm »
Brambleberry stepped delicately over the scattered rocks to where Icespirit lay. She peered at her closely, seeing a shell of a cat who was, perhaps, once more than now.
"Hello, Icepspirit." She said friendily, "The prey running well?" She didn't wait for an answer and began to sniff amoung the rocks.
Re: Cold As The Waterfall Below « Reply #2 on Jul 3, 2007, 9:21pm »
Shimmerpool thought she better go hunt before the prey pile gots to low.She thought she waould do some fishing.She headed for the waterfall.To her surpise brambleberry and icespirit,who looked very sad and in deep thought, and were already fishing."hey branbleberry and icespirit!"she yelled over the sound of the rushing waterfall
Re: Cold As The Waterfall Below « Reply #3 on Jul 3, 2007, 10:01pm »
OOC: You can't fish here, or you'll drop off and die....
Icespirit glanced up from her repreive. She saw her medican cat and deputy both there, watching her. She foucused on Brambleberry, knowing of her connection with Starclan, and her eyes held more knowlege than they should.
Her voice as cold as the waterfall below, she commented, "Well, both important cat of my clan seemingly in the same place at once. I wonder why?"
Her mood was good, and that was why she had said so. Any other cat would have been angry to have spoken that way, but in her case, it was the oppste. If angry, Icespirit wouldn't have even aknoleged the cats. But today, as good as the mood she was in, she had commented.
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Re: Cold As The Waterfall Below « Reply #5 on Jul 14, 2007, 7:59pm »
Brambleberry's attitude didn't change. She knew Icespirit's moods, and respected the fiery she-cat.
"Oh, Icespirit, don't be silly." The black-spotted medicine cat purred lightly, "Fate does this to us. It's nothing to get fur ruffled over." She returned to sniffing amoung the jutting rocks, after flicking her tail on Icespirit's shoulder.
"Oh, Shimmerpool, could you tell the Clan to keep a lookout for marigold. My stock is running low." Brambleberry meowed to her deputy, her strikingly pink nose still twitching for scent of herbs.
Re: Cold As The Waterfall Below « Reply #7 on Jul 30, 2007, 9:50am »
Enjoying her solitary hunt, Dawnstorm was ready to head back to camp, as little as she wanted to. Back at camp other cats were there, they crowded everywhere, and there was no place to hide. Besides, at camp she might be forced to go on a two-person patrol, her least favorite kind. Being alone with one other Clanmate always scared her more than anything else, as they were bound to want to talk to her. She could at least disappear into the crowd at camp. But Dawnstorm knew that killing anything else would be wasteful, as her jaws were full of all they could carry. She had caught two fish and a rather large mouse, which was probably enough to feed a few others. Strange how she was catching prey for cats she was terrified to talk to, Dawnstorm thought sadly. Why couldn't she be like all the other cats with their happy mates and happy kits and happy lives. As she wandered back towards the clearing that was camp, she heard talking coming from near the gorge. Her legs froze up, but she calmed herself down, backing up and realizing, with a sinking heart, that she was upwind; they would surely scent her. She began to silently pad away, hoping that they wouldn't notice her presence.
OOC: Sorry, she'll be gone in a moment. I just wanted to RP her a little.
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