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THE WILD SIDE  The line between right and wrong is blurred. In the vast expanse of this strange land, you may find an array of different stories; from the clan cats to the Roamers, to the Wolves, to the Regals and to the Eindrides. Deciding which side you're on may be easy, but, deciding what to believe is the hard part. As the Wolves are being hunted, the Regals are being feared, and the Roamers are being accused, everyone has their secrets. Everyone has their faults even the Clan cats. No two canines are alike just as no two felines are the same, each group makes up their own laws believing their ways and customs are superior to another; that their way of life is the only way to prosper. Joining a pack or clan could very well lead to your success or demise. Everywhere you turn a new enemy faces you, baring their teeth at your neck, everywhere you look, there's betrayal, heartbreak, and war. To make matters worse, Mother Nature is cruel. Her unforgiving manner has no time to care who you are or what you've been through. Your decisions decide the outcome as the seasons change, as well as your loyalties.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Beginning of History | Warrior Cat RP
« on: January 08, 2017, 03:16:40 am »
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Brand New Warrior Cat RP!
High Positions open c: very friendly staff <3<3

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Celebrating One Year Active :D

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In the world of Werifesteria, the line between right and wrong is blurred.

In the vast expanse of this strange land, you may find an array of different stories; from the Wolves, to the Regals, to the Lethes. Deciding which side you're on may be easy, but, deciding what to believe is the hard part. As the Wolves are being hunted, the Regals are being feared, and the Lethes are being accused, everyone has their secrets. Everyone has their faults. No two canines are the same, each group makes up their own rules believing their ways and customs are superior to another; that their way of life is the only way to prosper. Joining a pack or tribe could very well lead to your success or demise. Everywhere you turn a new enemy faces you, baring their teeth at your neck, everywhere you look, there's betrayal, heartbreak, and war. To make matters worse, Mother Nature is cruel. Her unforgiving manner has no time to care who you are or what you've been through.
Your decisions decide the outcome as the season change, as well as your loyalties.



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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Warriors' Island
« on: October 30, 2015, 02:03:34 am »
We are growing ^^ Hope you can join us!

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Warriors' Island
« on: October 25, 2015, 12:54:49 am »


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OceanClan
Ancestors: Rekkah

OceanClan cats are usually very religious towards their ancestors, the Rekkah, and their traditions. These cats are generally easily-offended. When they're insulted, they are quick to defend themselves with words. If the offense is great, or they are not given a sincere apology, OceanClan cats will not hesitate to get physical.

As they are warriors of water, training is more heavily focused on swimming than on any other activity. They can dive into the deepest sections of water bodies in order to catch their prey, and even utilise it as an ambush tactic; for this, apprentices go through rigorous training in order to be able to hold their breaths for longer than an average cat. In war, OceanClan cats like to lead their opponents to the closest body of water, where they have the biggest advantage.

The shell that OceanClan cats bring back for their warrior test becomes their totem shell, and is the physical link between them and their ancestors - that one specific shell is said to contain their spiritual guide(s). The totem shell must be kept carefully in the nest until the cat is an elder unable to travel on the Journey. Loss of or disrespect towards the shell will be met with severe punishment, including death.

In OceanClan, elders are fairly respected. They are given nests closest to the stream behind camp, which has a light current, allowing them to relax themselves whenever they please. It is not compulsory for elders to make the Journey to the Soul Waters in Newleaf as their safety may be compromised. However, at the point where the elder believes they will no longer be able to travel on the Journey in future, they may appoint an apprentice or warrior to carry his/her totem shell to the Soul Waters on their behalf. Over there, the carrier deposits the shell in the communal area of the pond.

Non-binary and non-hetero cats are respected as equals by most OceanClan cats. On the subject of purebloods and halfbloods, OceanClan treasures purebloods but would begrudgingly house halfbloods at the leader's discretion. Halfbloods must work harder than their pureblooded counterparts in order to earn the trust and right to be fully part of the Clan, and also the right to have heir identity as a halfblood kept a secret from other Clans or even their own Clanmates. Awarding of such secrecy is, again, at the discretion of the leader.

In the case of deformed cats, if they can still swim, they are generally trained and kept in the Clan. Any cat who cannot swim, either out of fear or some physical disability, is usually exiled. OceanClan fears that their ancestors will punish them for keeping a cat who cannot swim in their territory. Blind cats are kept in the Clan due to their heightened sense of smell and hearing, though it is not without a test - those who fail will promptly find themselves exiled. Those who succeed will only find themselves as sensory guards and/or flood detectors, who can sense the onset of a flood or trespasser; they may be required to join any patrol whose path will take them along the rivers.

If a warrior is injured such that it affects one of his senses (e.g losing an eye, subsequently part of his sight), they will undergo training under one of the sensory guards for at least another moon to make up for the loss of that sense. They will then take a test to determine if they can remain as a warrior, failing which will subject them to take a test to become a sensory guard, assessed by another sensory guard. If they fail both tests, the cat will be exiled.

Since the totem shells are kept in the cats' nests, those of exiled cats can be easily retrieved and subsequently returned to the Soul Waters.


BreezeClan
Ancestors: Harro

BreezeClan cats are generally proud warriors, but quick to anger. They have fierce tempers and they often mistake what cats from other Clans are saying to them as an insult to their pride and/or clan. This frequently causes conflicts with other Clans in which they refuse to apologize for.

In the plains, being fast to avoid predators is crucial. As such, BreezeClan cats focus more on running quickly while retaining stamina more than anything else.

As a clan they take respect for their ancestors, the Harro seriously. After all, the Harro are the source of their pride. The ones that started it all. If one disrespects the Harro or any ancestor of the clan they are insulting the clan's pride, and that is unforgivable by all means. Any cat within the clan caught of being disrespectful to the ancestors are exiled. One disrespect that cannot go unnoticed are cats who fraternize and mix the blood of the clan as this is seen as having no pride for the clan, or the Harro.

Elders are fairly respected in BreezeClan. They are given the largest birds to eat, and at their ceremony, they are gifted feathers to honor every notable thing they did. These feathers are usually only used to speak to the Clan's ancestors. Receiving even one is a big honor.

Non-binary and non-hetero cats are often bullied by most BreezeClan cats, but they are not usually exiled or directly punished.

In BreezeClan, any cat missing a limb is exiled, as they cannot run. Deaf cats are often given swift deaths, for they are not viewed as useful, nor can they be taught to worship the wind and their ancestors. Blind cats, on the other hand, are worshiped, as they rely greatly on their senses of smell and hearing, allowing them to smell everything in the breeze, and hear even the slowest movements of wind brushing by. Blind cats are generally trained as medicinal assistants, and any prophecies they proclaim are taken as being true.

The leader of the clan has their personal deputy who must prove their worth in every way possible to the leader and the clan. The deputy and leader are traditionally mates, allowing for the strongest blood to flow through the heir/ess. 

WillowClan
Ancestors: Airin

WillowClan is a fairly peaceful Clan. They do their best to mind their own business, and most of their warriors are not too easy to rile up. However, their calm natures usually come off as condescending, and it's not uncommon for another Clan to take them as snobby and attack them for it. Their peacefulness is also often viewed as cowardly, and others have attacked WillowClan for territory in the past.

With a huge variety of herbs at their dispense, WillowClan focuses their apprentices' training on hunting and plant-gathering. They try to have as much in stock as possible so they can trade with the other Clans and have more than enough herbs available come leafbare. As a result of this, when WillowClanners are attacked, they rely on their knowledge of their territory in order to win, as many of them are not very muscular or well-versed in fighting.

Their ancestors are known as the Airin. This is also the term for the place where warrior code-following WillowClanners go upon death.

WillowClan elders are highly respected. Apprentices on duty to serve elders must ask them what their favorite meal is and deliver, regardless of whether or not it is currently on the fresh-kill pile. Elders' opinions are to be listened to with great consideration, as they are seen as the wisest and strongest members of the Clan.

Non-binary and non-hetero cats are generally viewed as equals in WillowClan, and are respected as such. In fact, cats who disrespect others based on orientation are often subjected to doing apprentice duties for a moon.

In WillowClan, disabled cats are taken out into the territory once in a while to enjoy a day out of camp. Otherwise, they spend their days doing various tasks. They help the deputy organize patrols, play with kits (they should not be left to babysit, however, as little ones may take advantage), help apprentices train, or assist the medicine cats. Many cats may treat them a bit more poorly than others, but they are mostly respected.


CavernClan
Ancestors: Ethae

CavernClan is a patriarchal society, which is their main differing factor from the other Clans. Led entirely by males, the females in this Clan are considered one of the lowest parts of the Clan, but held in importance for their reproductive uses only. By nature, CavernClan cats are cold and analytical, preferring not to get emotionally attached to anything or anyone but rather live their lives with their own pride and strengths leading them.

CavernClan cats are the warriors of the night and refuse to leave their underground tunnels until the sun has gone down. They have mastered the art of hunting in darkness as their eyes are well adjusted to the lack of light in their home of earth and stone.

Elders are not respected at all in CavernClan. Since they can not defend the Clan, nor provide kits to further expand their ranks, they are usually the last ones to eat and sleep in the coldest parts of the tunnel where the Clan makes their home.

CavernClan toms can fight to claim a queen for life if they so desire. Others can challenge them at any time, and to the death if necessary. The leader can have one true mate that no tom is permitted to challenge, but he will also mate with other mollies to pass on his genetics as far as possible. If a female is born in one of the leader's litters, she will be killed, as this is seen to be dishonorable.

CavernClan as a whole is not very religious or spiritual by nature, though toms who are are not looked down on and are in fact regarded a bit higher than most others. The medicine cat is the only one closest to their ancestors who they call the Ethae, and the leader typically doesn't speak to them unless he finds a high need for spiritual advice.

Non-cis and non-hetero cats are not accepted in this Clan and are generally forced to keep their identities secret out of fear of being exiled or killed.

In CavernClan, any tom that is missing a limb will be exiled or killed due to the fact that the tunneling Clan requires their warriors to be able to dig and scrape away earth, as well as stalk their prey. The same thing applies to deaf cats, toms or mollies, as all cats must be able to hear if earth shifts wrong around them to escape from a collapse. Mollies that are missing limbs will be of the lowest respect in the Clan, even lower than able-bodied mollies, as they are viewed as less capable to care for their kits than other queens. Blind toms are used only as diggers of tunnels but are viewed highly, as the darkness does not phase these cats and their other senses are strengthened, which makes them the best cats for scouting new areas underground. Blind mollies are often killed or sent to scout tunnels with the toms, but are usually the ones sent to dig ground where the earth is more volatile and likely to collapse. They are not deliberately killed, but are the ones that are sent into dangers first in the hopes that the tunnels will kill them instead.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Werifesteria - A Warriors Roleplay
« on: August 25, 2015, 07:15:08 pm »
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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Werifesteria - A Warriors Roleplay
« on: August 20, 2015, 07:26:50 pm »
Join ^_^ We have tons of High positions open! And great Roleplayers!

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Werifesteria - A Warriors Roleplay
« on: August 19, 2015, 10:29:27 pm »
         









Four cats were chosen, all of them with different values and strengths. These cats were seen by the spirits who roam the stars, they were seen worthy for leadership, to be given nines lives and lead others in a way of life that had not yet been seen before. Their past names and lives were unknown to all as they never could remember after they connected with the stars.


They were called to a clearing in the forest. One that some cats spend their whole lives looking for. They traveled together, side by side until they got to the clearing. Discovering four different paths to take they were bewildered, each had thought they would stay together and help lead, however each were called to a different path.

At first they were upset but then greed began to over take them as one cat decided he one take the one fatherest to the left. Another cat stopped him believing that one path lead to something bigger and better.. but which one? A fight broke out as their confusion only angered them more.

Displeased by the cats they had chosen the spirits picked for them, sending them down different paths then what had been before them. These paths were filled with death, sickness and struggle. If the cats would have chosen sensibly they would have found that each path lead to one large clearing, where they were to live together in peace. Now they were separated for life because of their greed and lust to be better. Each cat was cursed to live closest to where they originated from.


Dawnstar suffers from cold temperatures almost all the time and fast prey, as he and his cats must now live on a mountain where the morning light touches first. Smokestars Clan often suffers from forest fires and thick fog as he/she and her Clan lives deep in an aspen forest. Dewstar and her cats must suffer and always live in mud, tall weeds, and water. Silentstar is cursed to live in darkness, his Clan only coming out at night, no white cats will ever be born to his Clan.

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Because of their sins a StarClan cat was sentenced to be the first Dark Forest cat as he spoke up against the Stars. He was separated from his lover and had to watch as the Clans destroy themselves.Many moons later he has had enough, going against the Stars he is reincarnating himself in order to try and bring the Clans together and prove to StarClan he was right,

but who else will be reincarnated with him?

Will the Clans join together or will they only be forced father apart?

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In-Game Roleplay & Group Advertisement / Re: Warriors: RFA l Recruiting!
« on: November 13, 2014, 02:47:12 pm »
Clan: PerchClan
Character Name: Honeydew
High Rank Wanted: Deputy
Have you ever been a staff in another WC roleplay?: Yes.
Do you promise do remain active?: yup ^_^
Activity Level: Newish :3.. so Active..
RP Sample:
Silverear a Deaf/mute she-cat I play on another WarriorSite

Something stirred within the Elders den of StormClan, sunhigh was already here and all of the warriors had left a long time ago for hunting and training their apprentices, not to mention patrols. The clan was very quiet expect a few kits rolling around in the dirt and arguing about who would be leader, it was a peaceful Newleaf day overall and the sun had finally escaped from the cover of the clouds and was shining brightly. Deep inside the elders den hidden from any sunlight was a puffed out she-cat, her grey fur was a mess and it made her look like a fat old cat, her face was hidden somewhere under all that fur but it was hard to tell where... Two ears perked up and twitched... ah well there was her head. Her fur seemed to shiver with a small stretching motioning and sure enough the she-cats slim face popped out of her mess of fur with sleepy eyes. She proceeded to yawn as her small white teeth showed and her light pink tongue curled with the effort, she was facing away from the dens entrance and smacked her mouth closed finished with her yawn.

The Elders den was lit up quiet brightly of course with the sun shinning on a pretty day, the she-cat squinted her still sleep filled eyes at the dens wall '..hm.. sun..suns nice.. warm.. and bright...' she yawned once more and buried her face back into the silver mess that was her fur. A few moments of silence pasted and you would have thought the young elder would have went back to sleep by now, ...CRASH... The she-cat busted out of the elders den entrance stumbling into the camps clearing "Sun! The sun is out!' she quickly sat up and whipped her head back and forth before looking up at the sun and of course dropped her head down as the sunlight blinded her. "Argh! SUN!" She stumbled to her paws still blinded by the sun and ran towards what she thought was the camps entrance. She lifted her foreleg and rubbed at her eyes slowly blinking them open... "Darkness? What happen to the sun..? Someone put out the sun!?" Her eyes opened wide and she began to hyperventilate and ran forward running into the den wall of the elders den. She fell back with an thud and blinked looking at the top of the elders den 'oh..I'm in the den... I'm in the den! Oh what about Hawkstrike?! Will he still be waiting?'


Silverear finally made her way out of the camp with hast and her fluffy ball of mess fur coming with her, her small paws padded against the grounds earth as she ran towards the platform. The platform was where her and Hawkstrike had planned to meet this morning at sunhigh and she had no idea how late she was or if he would even be there, 'please please don't be too late, it can't be too late right?.... Hey is that a mouse..?" She turned her head seeing something small and grey and... CRASH... Silverear ran into a brier bush and her long fur was covered in them, she squinted her eyes open glared at the brier on her nose 'Really... because running into the elders den wall wasn't enough?.."


Several moments later a she-cat padded out form around a tree and she honestly looked like an elder now instead of a young sleek she-cat, she could smell the river now and something else that tingled her nose and made her whiskers twitch with excitement 'Hawkstrike!' She trotted to the edge of the tree line so she could look at the Platform... there he was. Her heart skipped a beat..or two.. maybe three, which she didn't blame her heart after all the handsome tom that she was looking at took her breath away sometimes. He sat on the platform staring up at the bright blue sky, his short light brown fur seemed to glow golden under the sunlight  and his amber eyes seemed to shine like fire, Silverear breathed in deeply as she soaked in the sight of him before taking a step forward. Pain from her side made her look down at her fur 'WHAT?! STARCLAN! WHY?!?" She had just noticed how horrible her fur looked, she had not groomed herself that morning and her trip through the woods- brier bush... left her with briers, one or two small twigs and some left behind dried up leaves from leafbare.

Quickly she shot back behind a tree and began plucking the briers out from her fur, she breathed in sharply a few times forgetting that she was the only one that couldn't hear. 'Don't let him see me.. StarClan I swear I will personally die just to come up there and scream at you if you let him see me!'  Her soft pink tongue quickly licked at her grey fur smoothing it out and pulling a few more briers out along the way with her teeth.  She wasn't just panicking about her fur she had been nervous about this since they made plans for it, the water frightened her a bit. She was sure she could swim it's just the thought of strong water lashing against her in silence bothered her. She breathed in deeply and quickly got back to grooming herself.


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