"Mhm?" he lifted his head up and glances at the sun blinking at how bright it is.THISTLES AND NEEDLES IT'S THIS LATE ALREADY?! he panicked to himself as he hurried out of the den, nearly tripping over himself and his sister. "coming!" he said a little late

Pollenpaw shakes her pelt indignantly as you barrel past her, and Leopardshine's rumbling meow of amusement rings in your ears. A quick glance around camp shows you're not too late yet, the last warriors are just exiting their den.

A mess of kits are tumbling in front of the crowded elder's den and Birchstar is talking quietly with Shadoweye, but your ears prick at Moonstrike's authoritative meow, your mentor busy organizing the day's patrols at the base of Highrock.


(yes, as an apprentice you will likely spend a lot of time with the kits and elders, especially because there are so many of them)

I lick her nose and hurriedly go over to Briarmist.

Riversong runs her tail against your side in friendly parting as she and Stormwind pad over to their apprentices. You join the clump of warriors, sliding in next to Bramblestorm, and turn your attention to Briarmist. The deputy is in her element, organizing cats with easy efficiency.

"Larkfang, tell Wolfpelt and Mosspaw they're on dawn patrol with you. Owlfeather, you join Bramblestorm and Graywing on an early hunting patrol. Stormwind and Riversong have the late hunting patrol with their apprentices and I'll take a late patrol at sunset."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81644&page=4#31 Author: Gingertail Time Posted: 11/24/2019 at 6:35 PM "Mhm?" he lifted his head up and glances at the sun blinking at how bright it is.THISTLES AND NEEDLES IT'S THIS LATE ALREADY?! he panicked to himself as he hurried out of the den, nearly tripping over himself and his sister. "coming!" he said a little late Pollenpaw shakes her pelt indignantly as you barrel past her, and Leopardshine's rumbling meow of amusement rings in your ears. A quick glance around camp shows you're not too late yet, the last warriors are just exiting their den. A mess of kits are tumbling in front of the crowded elder's den and Birchstar is talking quietly with Shadoweye, but your ears prick at Moonstrike's authoritative meow, your mentor busy organizing the day's patrols at the base of Highrock. (yes, as an apprentice you will likely spend a lot of time with the kits and elders, especially because there are so many of them)

(I should probably quote >~<)

"sorry" he mumbled to Pollenpaw looking down at the ground.He got a little bit red and hoped none of the others had seen that besides for his sister and Leapordshine."I should probably head over to Moonstrike shouldn't I?" he asked himself looking to the highrock

"sorry" he mumbled to Pollenpaw looking down at the ground. He got a little bit red and hoped none of the others had seen that besides for his sister and Leapordshine. "I should probably head over to Moonstrike shouldn't I?" he asked himself looking to the highrock.

"Get going, mousebrain," Pollenpaw gives you a forgiving lick quickly followed by an annoyed nudge. "You're not late yet but she's almost done with assignments." She scurries off after Leopardshine, the two of them exiting camp with Skyfur to start the dawn patrol.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81644&page=4#34 Author: Gingertail Time Posted: 11/24/2019 at 8:01 PM "sorry" he mumbled to Pollenpaw looking down at the ground. He got a little bit red and hoped none of the others had seen that besides for his sister and Leapordshine. "I should probably head over to Moonstrike shouldn't I?" he asked himself looking to the highrock. "Get going, mousebrain," Pollenpaw gives you a forgiving lick quickly followed by an annoyed nudge. "You're not late yet but she's almost done with assignments." She scurries off after Leopardshine, the two of them exiting camp with Skyfur to start the dawn patrol.

"R-right!" he remarked hurrying off to Moonstrike,carefully trying to not trip over himself again."sorry I woke up a bit late" he remarked quickly to her

My name is Lightningblaze!
I'm a she-cat
From RiverClan
In the survivors situation
And I am a deputy of about two moons.

I'm black with a white muzzle, paws, and tail-tip, with white stripes on my legs and tail. (I don't have a picture. Do I need one?)
My personality is fairly even-minded and very dedicated to the Warrior code (if a bit TOO dedicated... I once made my apprentice memorize the Warrior code before she could become a warrior!). None of this stops me from having fun, though, and I lean toward a sarcastic sense of humor when I get the chance. You know I consider you a true friend when I stop keeping my distance and start relentlessly teasing you.

My hunting skill is a solid 7,
my fighting at an 8.

A good clan is one that can debate without ripping each other's heads off, and knows when to ignore differences and pull together to maintain our rights. A good clan member may get on your nerves, but will tear the heads off anyone outside of the clan who so much as looks at their clanmate sideways. I'm loyal because I've known nothing else. I was raised on the Warrior code, it is my life. Because of this, another lifestyle that sounds more appealing may raise my hair at first, but continued exposure will likely catch my interest.
When I lost my clan, I lost my life. Everything I cared for and worked for. It put me in a rough spot, but helping rebuild keeps my mind off of it. I will not let down the future of my clan.

There, how'd I do? Tried for a bit of complexity of character, not too one-dimensional, enough room to play around with events and reactions, though ;w; This is my second RP character form ever, actually (discounting dnd... but I have firebolt in that one ;-;).

"R-right!" he remarked hurrying off to Moonstrike, carefully trying to not trip over himself again. "sorry I woke up a bit late" he remarked quickly to her.

She finishes giving directions to the last warriors, brushing you briefly with her tail in acknowledgement, before turning to answer you. "Quite alright but let's not make it a habit yes?" Her tone is brisk but her eyes are calm, no anger for your near lateness.

She starts towards the gorse tunnel, the quick, precise steps of a trained warrior carrying her easily towards camp entrance. "How are you feeling this morning, Honeypaw?"

Welcome! Your form is excellent and I can't wait to see where your character goes. Picture was optional. I will work on creating a clan (or what's left of it) for you but will probably not be able to start you tonight.

One thing to consider - do you want a sibling surviving with you or just random clanmates?

(Well I got excited for my first survivors post so here it is. I didn't give you a sibling but if you want one I have some ideas how to add them in or I could just go back and edit)


The pride of a successful hunt still sings in your veins as you carry your warm squirrel into the temporary shelter. Unfortunately, you surviving clanmates have not fared as well in your absence. Oakstorms jaws are full of brambles, tearing at them fruitlessly in an attempt to make a more protective den. Skypaw, half-hidden amidst a pile of pebbles, repeatedly sorts the meger collection of herbs he managed to save, jumping violently at each of Oakstorms frustrated grunts.

Robinjaw seems lost, laying on the dusty earth beneath one of the larger rocks, his unfocused eyes staring off into the distance. A small gurgle brings your eyes down to Owlkit, a small scrap of black fur curled into Robinjaws russet flank, nosing insistently into his side as she dreams. Riverclan seems broken, but the warrior code holds it as your duty to support and rebuild this fractured clan.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81644&page=4#37 Author: Gingertail Time Posted: 11/24/2019 at 8:24 PM "R-right!" he remarked hurrying off to Moonstrike, carefully trying to not trip over himself again. "sorry I woke up a bit late" he remarked quickly to her. She finishes giving directions to the last warriors, brushing you briefly with her tail in acknowledgement, before turning to answer you. "Quite alright but let's not make it a habit yes?" Her tone is brisk but her eyes are calm, no anger for your near lateness. She starts towards the gorse tunnel, the quick, precise steps of a trained warrior carrying her easily towards camp entrance. "How are you feeling this morning, Honeypaw?"

He'd nodded in response of her asking it not to happen again,"I don't know....I honestly feel like a rabbit in a briar patch,trapped for no apparent reason" he had been tense for some reason,it might've been the influx of kits recently.And without a queen to take care of them they'd be even harder to take care of,and wiith the addition of a elder they'd lost another warrior,making the clan's fighting force pretty small,heck him and Pollenpaw were the only two apprentices.