The ThunderClan crew is looking for an outsider to be an important role in an upcoming plot. More details will be provided for whoever gets selected!
You need to be willing to be an active participant. Don't apply if you won't be invested!
Your cat does not need to be your main character, but you should be willing to use them often for the plot / around ThunderClan post-plot
The cat needs to be at least 6 moons old
The cat cannot be from another Clan; they must be a loner/rogue
The cat cannot be living near the Clans
You must want your cat to join ThunderClan
If all that sounds good, the rest should be simple! We need to know about your cat before we pick our vic-- I mean friend! There is only one slot open, so this is not first come first serve!
NO FORMS! If we see a form ANYWHERE in your application, we won't consider you! Sell us your character in a creative manner! Make us go "OOO" I want this stranger in my Clan!"
A form looks something similar to this:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Some forms can be more detailed than others, but we're not interested in every detail about your cat. We just want to see a depiction of your cat that showcases why they should be chosen for our plot over all the other cats applied! Forms, unfortunately, are very objective and don't give us a "feel" for the character.
Examples of things you can do without forms: tell us a story or write a screenplay, make a comic, give us ideas of how the character would integrate into Clan life and any schemes or plots you have... Or anything else that is NOT a form!
The deadline for this is 8/22/24 @ 11:59pm Eastern Time!
It's a dark night, and you have strayed far, an area with nothing familiar. You feel a bit skittish, unsure of where to rest from here. You're tired, exhausted even, but you are unsure where to go.
"What are you doing here?"
You turn to the voice, and you see a cat.
The cat is black with white stripes, he had a blue and yellow eye, though the blue one looks a bit clouded. He also has an odd scar on his mouth.
"Lost."
"I see." He responds, though he doesn't seem to care too much.
"Who are you?"
He seems to slightly narrow his eyes at the question, in a distrusting manner.
"My name is Snake." He finally says after a moment, almost as if he was assessing you.
"Do you have a place to stay?"
Snake's ear twitches. They don't seem too happy with the sudden questions.
"No." He states firmly "I don't live in any one place. I wander, you could say.
"Where'd you get that scar?"
He then gives you a funny look.
"Are the questions necessary?"
You don't answer.
Snake sighs.
"Whatever." He mutters "Got it from an upwalker."
"Would you ever consider joining a clan?"
"Huh?" Snake now seemed surprised "What kind of question is that?"
Once again, you don't answer.
They roll their eyes, before answering.
"I've heard of them, that's about it." He says "I'd have to have a reason to join. Injuries, desperate. Maybe if I met someone who belonged in one, I'd have a better understanding, but I'm not sure how I'd feel about however many cats there are. I don't know anything about them anyway, just heard mentions of them from a cat or two. Talkin' about one leaving or something? Who knows, I sure don't. I'm usually pretty far away from... wherever they are, anyway."
"Why are you by yourself?"
"Not a big fan of others." Snake replies "Speaking which, you should go. There's a hollow in a fallen log that you can rest in, I'll be going."
And with that, Snake has left you.
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"Each day I dream of a world beyond my own, where possibilities are endless and horizons stretch far beyond what I know"
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You walked over a hill. You have walked far beyond your camp, beyond the Twoleg’s nest, but you knew this was a path that needed to be taken. Before long, you found yourself in front of a moon-shaped lake that smelled of freshwater and fish. You turned your nose up from the smell, turning your head to take in the area as your eyes met a cat crouched at the river. They looked of RiverClan, their blue fur sleek and streamlined. Tabby markings rippling across their body. Their legs were nearly white as snow, but the most intriguing thing about them was the scar ripped across their face. Your fur bristled up as the cat stood, meeting your gaze with their blue eyes. Their tail raised high, the white tip twitching. They seemed friendly... right? You stayed where you stood as the blue tabby came closer. You were ready to fight them if they posed any threat towards you. Once the cat got a fox-length away, you noticed the loner was a molly. The blue tabby molly looked at you, tilting her head as if she were a kit before standing up straight. “Hello.” Her voice was soft but held something deep within it, something you heard in your dreams moons ago. “Welcome, my name's Ripple,” she said, dipping her head, tail still high. “My oh my, you seem to have traveled far. Where did you come from?” she asked. You were hesitant to say but told her you were from a Clan. Her face lit up as if StarClan had just given her nine lives. Her mouth was open, and she stepped back, falling down on her rump, head shaking side to side. “What!” she meowed, jumping up onto her white paws. She stepped closer, a wide smile on her face. “Clans!?” she asked. “Clans are real?” She was talking fast, and her voice went up a pitch. She sounded like a kit. You gave her a look and nodded your head, confirming that yes, the Clans were real. She looked at you, amazed. Her energy seemed to have lowered as she calmed. A large smile grew on her face. “Wow! I’ve only ever dreamed of Clans. Never thought they were real.” She looked at the lake as it shimmered in the evening sun almost like a mirror. Her gaze grew soft as she looked out at the water. She turned her eyes back to yours. “Is there a way I can join your Clan?” she asked hesitantly. “I heard many stories of the Clans from my mother. They seem so cool and interesting as well. If you let me, I would be honored to join.” You were caught in slight surprise when she asked. You flinched back slightly as she spoke of why she would join the clan. You thought on it for a moment, unsure if you should allow the loner to join your Clan, but something in your gut told you that she was something. No. Someone you were looking for.
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no look for you
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(art by Dolomedes)
WITHER
male - he/him
6 moons of age
a tabby tom with blue eyes and an orange spot between his ears
"The scariest stories belong to those without a hero."
He's stubborn and always sticks to a point in his arguments. He is a brave, arrogant fighter who doesn't hesitate to fight back even when he's pinned. He sees things - dreams and visions of his siblings when he's awake. He is cold and brave, partially because of his bloody past. Deep inside, he knows his own body doesn't feel completely right. He wishes to change although he's afraid of what others will think. When he sees someone cool, he often retreats from the situation, not wanting to be considered a brat. With all these emotions swirling around in such a young cat's head, he can easily become jealous, or desperate even. When this happens he tries to please everyone by finding cool shells, pebbles, etc., although in the end he just disappears in his nest for some alone time. He doesn't like talking much, but he is always willing to help others. He is quick to learn, and he easily picks up on every little hint.
"So...Sometimes you have to play someone's hero, even if no one will be yours."
He is a thin, wiry, strong grey spotted tabby tom with cold icy blue eyes. He has a white underbelly, and he has a little orange spot on the top of his head between his ears. His paws are huge, and when he's fully grown, he's going to be big. His fur is soft, silky, and long.
"Even if you're weak, that is no reason not to be a hero."
A Friend From Strange Lands
Re: A Friend From Strange Lands
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