Feral Heart

- Absolutely no Powerplaying or Godmodding. Auto-hit is highly discouraged.

- No Lions, Wolves, ect. Cats are should be the dominant species but a FEW foxes and badgers are allowed in by requesting any moderator.

- No Claiming or Stealing ANYTHING

- Please do not give out the map to anyone except those who will join.

- If there is no leader present, and only a deputy is there, a loner MUST ASK before entering the camp. Ask the supervisors or the person in charge at that moment.

- Only ONE Clan cat, ONE Loner/Rogue/Kitty per person. (No having two cats in different Clans)

- When a Clan leader makes a decision, it is final. Major decisions or ones we've received several complaints over will be assessed by supervisors.

- Once a cat dies, it must remain in StarClan or DarkForest map. They should be rarely seen, for OOC purposes. If its a leader though, the situation is different.

- You cannot, CANNOT, have another person as a StarClan cat or DarkForest cat train another cat in DREAMS. If you asked a supervisor, then it is acceptable, depending on the story you've brought with you to explain.

- Respect for supervisors and other fellow members are highly required. If you are a person that's "Too cool for rules" you wouldn't even be in this page.

- If you want to be evil and be involved in your own plots with someone, please inform any leader or moderator.

- If you're unsure whether you should do something or not, PLEASE ASK BEFORE YOU DO IT. You're not an idiot, you're a highly trained professional at Common Sense. DO NOT TRY TO FIX THE ISSUE BY YOURSELF.

- You must be 2 weeks into the RP until your character can finally die. And ascend up to Unicorn-Land where Farting rainbows are stamped as a law by walking flowers.

- If you wish to switch Clans, you must ask BOTH OF THE LEADERS FOR THEIR APPROVAL. Even if your character is dead and you want to start new.

- Common Sense Rule #752: DECENT SIZE. Please. Don't be humongous. I know you want your character to be large and strong, but you can do that by altering your weight. (Semi-realistic.)

- Please keep cussing to the minimum. If you have to though, please censor.

- Being active is always welcomed. We're not those mean people who say that they'll kick you if you don't, or this RP has to be the only RP, but please be active?

- Don't sass people around, acting like you are: 1.) The Warriors Series Owner 2.) Being an admin or a mod of FeralHeart and 3.) Being the admin of the RP.

- Spice it up if you like, but please ask the leaders

- Pelts and names are to be semi-realistic. Nouns for prefixes are HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. Verbs and adjectives are recommended for being the suffix.

- StarClan are the only cats who can have Bird Wings, while DarkForest cats have an option of devil, or no wings.

- There is no prophecies about each INDIVIDUAL character. Remember, there's still hundreds of other people in this RP.

- Do not trespass. A small exception will be made to new member exploring the map.

- Do not start a war without permission from the two leaders.

- Items are allowed, but keep it realistic. No helmets, glasses, ties, scarfs, notes, etc.



RolePlaying
- When your character is speaking, please use the quotations.

- If your character is performing an action, dashes are discouraged. Please use them to the minimum.

- Use parentheses or brackets when talking out of character. (OOC)

Would there be any point in joining if my time zone is normally GMT/UTC (on summertime now though so thats +1) Because most rps I joined never had anyone on to rp with when I could get on.

Of course, just fill out a form and I'll look it over.

Who will you fight with?              Who will you fight against?         Who will you become in the army?         The decision is yours to make.

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We are all fighting for freedom. Fighting to once again feel the wind blow over our fur. To be able to hear the soft pads over the dirt. We are fighting for our family, which is our army that we are dedicated to, and will not turn our backs on them even in the most dearest of times. We know what we are capable of, so do they. We all know each other after having to fight in raging wars, where the sun hid behind the clouds, away from the dreadful scene, and the clouds cried out for mercy as they watched us smash and rip at each other's throats. Our last words being our final voices of goodbyes in a shuddering roar, and watching their bodies fall to the ground like a stone.
It was not always like this, however.
There was once a time when everything was peaceful, and everyone was not tearing at their throats, but infact nuzzling them with care and compassion. We all once loved each other, and thought that it would never had come to something like this. We all learned something though.
We learned that we must always keep on our toes, and to be able to see into their eyes of just who people really are.
What we thought was a time of peace, was really a time of great sadness.
The lions had started distrusting each other, not believing any words that cross their tongues, and throw dirt at their muzzles.
We all grew distant and were divided into four groups which the lions had decided on their own to choose where to go.
The Great Alliance was no more.
Soon enough there were leaders of these groups, and they managed to be able to keep their members loyal and together. Although these leaders were great and wise, after the separation there was corruption in their hearts, which lingered into the hearts of their members. All of our eyes turned steely and cold.
Threats were tossed around from each group then. Threat for a need of blood and the rotting smell of death. The leaders themselves were trying hard to restrain themselves, but were no longer able to hold their rage.
They were not going to be seen as a fool, not standing up to be a rightful leader and Hero of their group.
A great war was assembled.
All of the members in the groups were assembled into different ranks according to their skills that they possessed dearly.
The armies were soon created, and prepared for battle. For justice. For freedom.

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(Yeah story may be a bit quick and lame, but was writing along as I kept thinking.)

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The Army's members are, when first joined, observed for a few days, watching how they RP to see what position they deserve.

Each starting out member starts as a Scout.

• 1 Marshal - The leader of the Army
• 1 General - Second in command
• 1 Colonel - Third in command
• 1 Major
• 1-2 Captains
• 1-2 Lieutenants
• 2-3 Sergeants
• --- Private - Members who are no longer being observed, and are assigned to regular duties - Branch of Private: Medic - Heals and tends to natural remedies for injured soldiers. Smart when it comes to medicine (Warrior cat herb knowledge is accepted)
• --- Scout - Members who have just joined and will be observed for a few days before being assigned a position. May or may not be assigned to cleaning duties.

NOTE:Ranks Sergeants and up are not considered "Staff" of this role play to help monitor it. We have separate applications for that. Also, low rankings cannot give orders to a member with a rank higher than his/hers (ex. A Lieutenant giving orders to a Colonel) However, they can do so to lower rankings (ex. A Lieutenant can give orders to Sergeants, privates, medics (Although medics don't need orders, they know that their job is to tend to the injured), or scouts.) Medics may feel free to ask Privates or Scouts to search for certain herbs while he/she prepares other things.


You can make an army if I choose to think you are a proper leader to be one. This includes:

- Active to tend to their army
- Able to advertise when I or the others are offline
- Literate (This doesn't bother me as much, but it shows me all the more mature you are raethere tan taking liek dis.)
- Respectful and responsible
- Knows what they're doing

Everyone first starts off by joining my army (Velox Army) to be observed. Yes, during this time I will be watching you to see who could be a good leader.
If all armies have a proper leader, and you are done your observation, you could always join another Army as such if you would wish to be observed again by THAT army's leader in hopes of becoming second in command, etc. Remember that there are only FOUR armies.

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- Velox Army, Led by Marshal Lucas
- Reserved space for when an army leader is chosen
- Reserved space for when an army leader is chosen
- Reserved space for when an army leader is chosen

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Gender: Male (Obviously)
Age: 19 Human Years
Mate: N/A, Not interested, focused on work.
Cubs:N/A
Parents:
- Benjamin, Father (Age 41 - Human Years, when he died in battle)
- Sinna, Mother (Age 39, Human Years, when she abandoned her son and mate. Location unknown.)
Position: Marshal
Army: Velox Army

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Username (In-Game):
Name of your lion:
Gender of your lion:
Age of your lion:
Picture of your character (If unable to send a picture, a brief description will suffice):
Do you promise to remain loyal to your Army, whichever one may you choose?:


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Thanks if you read all of this guys.
A website for this will be up soon.
If I missed anything, or if you have a question, feel free to leave it in a reply.

Cheers,
kewlkiera (In-Game and Forum)

Hello!

If you selected this thread, you must be interested in this role play!


We are Rise Of The Prides (or ROTP for short)

We are a realistic, semi-literate to literate (but preferably literate), active lion role play. We are currently non-mapped, but who knows, if our community grows, that may change in the future. Yes, we do have a forum, whose link will be given further down, but don't let that rush you through reading this!

We are not only a community. In your pride, we are family, and each member is to be treated with that much respect and protection by your pride-mates and leader. If we find that there is ever someone who needs a time out, as they are either disrespecting a member or breaking one of our rules, they will be temporarily kicked from their group/pride. We don't like having our community witness a bad image, and after, neither would the member.



Name: King Latimer (Latimer) (LAH-T-HIM-ERE)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Species: Lion
Age: 19 (Human years)
Mate: N/A, not looking.
Cubs: N/A
Siblings: N/A (Were born dead, did not know them)
Parents: King Nicholas (Deceased - Murdered), Queen Nakita (NA-KEY-TAH) (Deceased - Murdered)
User: kewlkiera (Me) - Creator of the ROTP forum and role play.

Biography:
Latimer's parents were old in their age when they were bestowed with their cubs. However, because of this, all the cubs did not make it because the mother was not of the proper age for having cubs. Luckily, there was but one little prince that mewed and squirmed when life gasped into his lungs. This little prince was none other than Latimer.

Now, since it was their only cub, they were extra protective of him.. if not overly. They wouldn't let him go even outside of the cave some days. The young cub grew in the dark of the den, seeing only the light of the sun peeking in from the entrance. He always wanted to go outside and explore, like any cub would, but it almost seemed as if he was "prohibited". His parents smothered him with love, which is nice, but it was a little too much at times. He wanted to get out. Badly.

Finally, when he reached his late years of teen, his parents, worried at first, allowed him to finally go out and explore around the den while they went out to hunt with the pride.
His cousin, named Daniel, was left to stay with Latimer and watch him. He was alot older than Latimer by a few years. He always had a shade crossing his eyes and was always having his claws sheathed. His parents had died in a savage water buffalo stampede, and so he was on his own in the pride that he dwelled in.
Latimer, a naive and curious growing lion, was running to feel the soft breeze run through his fur. That was, until he bumped into his cousin, and Daniel looked down, sneering, and hackles raised. Latimer went wide-eyed in fear, and was about to run back, when a huge paw smashed him in his muzzle and the world went black.

He awoke to a familiar scream. His pelt was tattered and ruffled, and his head was feeling splittingly painful. He rose to his paws, fumbling for ground to hold his paws, and trotted to where he heard the strange sound.
Then he seen it.
His mother, who he had guessed returned from the hunt, was lying on the ground in a great pool of blood that was seeping out from her mouth. Her chest was ripped open, and her eyes were cloudy, but wide with fear that she held during her last moments. Latimer, feeling the rush of shock, horror, and grieve rush over him, could merely stare at the one who had raised him so lovingly, and had begun to re-think why she was so hesitant as to leave him here.

While his mind was buzzing, furious and harsh roars were echoed from a distance place in the land. Latimer, taking a last look at his mother, dashed towards where the sound had come from. Although t wasn't hard, as the roars kept coming, and he heard them feel closer.. closer... closer...

When he reached the part of the land, he immediately saw two figures, clashing together in battle. Fangs were bared, claws were sheathed, hackles were raised. It was Daniel and his father.
Desperate, he was about to run in to help his dad, but his father saw him from the corner of his eyes, and gave a quick shake of his head.
Daniel, who's eyes were sharp, noticed the movements that the old King gave and twisted his head to see a crouching lion in a tall patch of grass. He began to prowl towards Latimer.
Nicholas, who was out of breath and covered in scratches and tears, stared at his son then, and Latimer stared at him. The King's body seemed to have a sudden regain of strength, but only enough to save his son. Nicholas pounced at Daniel, who was caught by surprise as they smashed onto the ground.
Daniel was quick, and got up fast as he stared into the old King's eyes as he still lay on the ground, and the King knew of what was coming next.
Daniel sheathed his claws once more, and raised his paw high.
Latimer, frantic, finally gained his courage and rushed up to his cousin, where, when he reached there, a tear was placed into Daniel's throat, and blood gushed out rapidly.
The body collapsed, coming down with a big "thump", and dirt came up in clouds as the ground welcomed the corpse.
Latimer was about to smile to reassure his father, but little did he know that when he looked, it was all too late.
Nicholas's eyes were closed, and at the throat of his mane, blood dared do escape the body of the great King.

Only then had the rest pride returned from the hunt, and they gasped and roared in mourning at the sight that beheld the scene. Latimer could not hear them at all. He was wide-eyed and his ears were ignoring the sounds. He still stared at his father, and placed a final paw on his muzzle.
"I promise.. I will be as great a king as you... I will walk in your paw-steps and learn your ways. You will not be forgotten..." Spoke Latimer absently. Then he turned around to the rest of the pride, the fur of his tail tip lightly brushing a farewell to his father.
"We will learn from this." he yelled at them all "We will learn that we are family, and that family sticks together. We will always be beside each other, no matter the time." then, he tensed his muscles and let out a roar. A lion's roar. A roar of a promise.
"We are brave. We are loyal. We are pure of hearts. We are the Suiwer Pride!" he said "I am your new King. And together, we will build a new era. An era of peace and happiness! I will protect you from this," he flicked his tail on the face of the old King "and so will your pride mates. We will not back down. We will forever be strong and brave."

The pride bowed their heads, giving prayers to the old King, but at the same time, they devoted their loyalties and lives to the King who would lead them down the right path.

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Name: Kade (KAY-D) - Latimer's right-hand lion
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Species: Lion
Age: 16 (Human years)
Mate: N/A, is looking.
Cubs: N/A
Siblings: N/A (Ran away, and were unknown)
Parents: Lark (Alive, location unknown), Saranima (Alive, location unknown)
User: shadowspear11

-No current biography given, will be made soon-

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Active members! We are always accepting new members, and we are currently hiring forum staff to help us moderate our forum, as well as design team to assist us in making maps for the role play, or making presets for members, or just plain drawn art.

Also, as of right now, we are looking for 3 ACTIVE pride leaders. These leaders may choose the names for their prides and recruit whenever they please. However, if the leaders are not active, they will be removed from the forum and are expected to disband their group.
We do not take activity lightly. If you wish to be a leader, it is expected that you are on daily for your pride to help it grow.
Please note that being a leader does not make you staff on the forum. You will still have to fill out a form if you wish to become a staff member.

Also, I should not have saved this for last, but, we are strictly a 13+ roleplay. This is due to not only our website's default rules, but to the reason that our members may cuss as long as it is in group chat only and that it is not directed at a member, whether they are a part of this role play or not. It is not accepted in this role play nor on Feral Heart itself, as it will be called for cyber bullying.

*Big gasp for breath* Enough of my babbling. If you are interested, feel free to join us here. Our rules will be explained there.

If you wish to become a Pride Leader, please send a PM to me (King Latimer) on the forum, and you will be asked some questions before we (the forum staff) consider accepting you.

If you were nice enough as to read through ALL of this,
Thank You.