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"
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.
Ripple sat in her nest alone, only having a small pinecone to keep her company at her lake. Her lonely, lonely lake. She sighed, holding the pinecone in between her paws, looking down at it, her gaze was soft but saddened. She wished she could live with a community or just… a small group of cats. Anything would work for her. She sighed once more, looking at the lake as it exhibited a silver glow from the full moon. Ripple laid her head down, covering her body with her tail as she brought her pinecone closer to her body. Her eyes were heavy as they fluttered close till dark. It didn't take her long before she started to dream. She woke in her starry dream place and looked around, “Well this is different.” Ripple meowed to herself as she walked around feeling almost like air. Her dream place was empty. It was strange because she often saw more starry cats during the full moon. “Hello?” She called out, her voice echoing. Something was wrong. Her surroundings began to melt and fade into a red she saw a tree sprout from the ground, rising so high it touched the stars. The stars were gone..! Her heart raced, her legs started moving before she could even realize it, her fur prickled as she ran through the dense forest, weaving around trees. She could hear laughs coming from the shadows – she was going too fast that she tripped over a root and was unable to move. She was frozen on the ground. She tried to get up but it felt like gravity held her to the ground. Her vision narrowed as her eyes landed on a figure walking towards her, claws outstretched. The figure lifted their paw, bringing it down on her. Ripple woke up in a cold sweat, fur standing on end. Her heart pounded heavily in his chest she looked up at the moon it was red this had happened before the moon being red gave her horrid nightmares she looked around for her pinecone frantically finding it and holding it close smelling the fur attached to it smelling of her mother she sniffed it taking in the warm cozy smell it calmed her down it would be a sleepless night. The night went on ripple got little rest falling back asleep closer to dawn. She woke when the sun was shining in her eyes it was close to noon ripple walked out of her den stretching her white legs out before going to get a drinking fresh water from the lake it tasted good in her dry mouth she finished drinking taking a shaky breath before looking around she noticed a cat across the lake her heart jumped “Company” she thought she smiled and walked over to the cats hoping this would bring good news
Ripple was born in a dense forest near a round lake that shimmered under the moonlight. Unlike most cats, Ripple was always getting herself into trouble. She was the adventurous one of her litter, going far beyond her home multiple times, always saying that “Her dreams told her to.” The other cats in her group though that was crazy of her. Soon, her mother put her on lockdown, not allowing her to leave the lake. Ripple would sit by the water, staring at its mirror-like surface, yearning to explore. But as she grew, she stayed put, dreaming of far off places only her mind could go where great oaks touched the stars. It felt like it was beyond the world she knew. As she got older, she set out once more. She was badly attacked by a badger, leaving her with a large gash on her face, but it didn’t stop her. Each day, she got farther than the day before, but never reached her goal. Ripple would have a single dream keeping her put at the lake she called home, but knew her real home was out there. Where possibilities were endless.
To put it short Ripple is a dreamer, shes been a lucid dreamer since she was a kit. Dreaming about “Starry cat” as she would put it, also known as starclan. She never was able to talk to them Directly, only a few lucky times she would be able to talk to them in her dreams. Her lake plays a big role in her dreams so do the moon phases such as a full moon, being the strongest dreams and, a new moon having very weak almost fuzzy dreams that often don't get remembered,Blood moons ,or lunar eclipses give her horrid nightmares leaving her sleepless most nights.Her nightmares are set place in the darkforest, even tho ripple isn't religious she has a somewhat connection to starclan, not greater then a medcat or leader but its above average them most cats. Her dream thing is still going to be workshopped, so it will change over time.
Her paws were warm and fuzzy as she padded through the forest. This is what she had always dreamed about; a world far, far beyond her home. Beyond her own imagination. She thought the Clans were just stories her mother would tell when she was just a kit. Apparently not. Her stomach felt as if a million butterflies had emerged, fluttering for all they were worth. Ripple was so nervous it didn't take long before they got to the Clan. Her pawsteps faltered as she stopped, face lighting up in awe, eyes widened, leaving her mouth agape she took in the community. Clan cats all over – truly so many of them. Her gaze fixed on the dens, the different ages - there was so much to look at! It was all so wonderful, Ripple concluded as she stepped closer, the light from the day filling her eyes. Deep in her heart she knew this is where she belonged.
Ripple is around 22-25 moons old
Ripple smells like water and fish
I do plan to give her the dream walker purrk
I do plan to have ripple be trans maybe
If ripple gets picked her warrior name will be ripplerise and she will stay in the clan till she dies
I promise to keep her as active as i can
Her theme song is “A million dreams” from the greatest show man
Her voice claim is lunis from the stolen hope
Thats all if you got any questions vm me or dm me on discord
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(art by Dolomedes)
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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
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