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More Hypos from Earlier this year! -AvalancheMouse: Avalanche belongs to @clockworkcleomain -BlueMouse: Blue belongs to @flyhiss -JuniperMallow: Mallow belongs to @scatteredartistry
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Attack on my friend Melia SystemRaboot on artfight. Everything is so fine and normal.
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Attack on my friend Tang! Tangdrawz on artfight! Love these lesbians.
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Strawberryshore my beloved 💖 Attack on my friend Kit, KITTELSIN on artfight.
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Revenge with Lane (Mousefoot), @clockworkcleomain (Avalancheheart), and @flyhiss (Bluejay)! All in Solstice WCRP
Lilackit, very soon to be Lilacpaw for Lane over @solsticewcrp
Avalancheheart after the stampede over @solsticewcrp. He’s a guy who now remembers only some things.
Thrushdance after the stampede over @solsticewcrp. She’s fiiiinnneeee guys.
Charm for Kit over @solsticewcrp. Gayest dad of all time.
Silvertalon, the smuggest bootlicker of all time. @solsticewcrp
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APPLICATIONS ARE OPEN!
Mt. Solstice is in turmoil.
An old BloomClan saying says that many beautiful sunrises heal even the most deep-set of wounds, but even the all seeing eye of The Seelie Court can't reach it's heavenly light to those who have chosen to bathe their wounds in the ichor of darkness, baying at the moon with the angry howls of a Clan leader scorned. As Dovemoon, BlizzardClan's leader, further pushes himself into the moon's deep well, the Clans as a whole find themself dragged down and drowned, desperately trying to tread the waters of BlizzardClan's mad king. In an attempt to claw at more power within his Clan, Dovemoon has created more rules which he insists are for the good of the Clan as a whole. Cats may no longer leave the Clan without a fellow Clan member, for 'safety', and similarly, Monarchs are no longer permitted to leave the bounds of the camp at all.
Many have voiced their displeasure with these new rules, but Dovemoon stands firm. Those who join BlizzardClan will find themselves placed in the middle of a civil war between Dovemoon's chosen children, and the rebels who oppose them. Will you fight for the status quo and the safety of the familiar? Or will you push for change against tyranny?
BloomClan hasn't escaped it's fair share of strife, either. The Gathering put words and claws to the threat of the neighbouring BlizzardClan that BloomClan isn't sure they can face. Dragonsun, the Clan's young leader, has found himself in over his head with the demands of Clan leadership, and various cats in the territories are starting to have doubts about his capability and legitimacy as a Leader. Dragonsun makes attempts to be involved and to lead his Clan, but his bluntness and standoffish nature have lead cats to see him as inapproachable and stiff. All of this compiled with the eerie happenstances on BloomClan territory.
Members from both Clans were sent a dream by the Seelie, detailing their plight and the oncoming doom that will befall them if the living don't intervene. Cracks have begun to form around BloomClan's territory, along with fur-raising visions of the past which may give insight to the Clans' dire future. Those who join BloomClan will find themselves on the frontlines of a cataclysmic disaster only they may be able to stop. Will you sniff out the clues the Seelie have left for you? Or will you be too late to halt fate in it's tracks, and lose the Clans forever?
The Seelie are crumbling. The sky grows black. Seek the past for what the future lacks. Though tensions are high, and morals are low. Look for the answers in the sun and moon's glow.
APPLICATIONS ARE OPEN FROM NOW TO THE 28TH!
Bluejay for Oli over @solsticewcrp. Most avoidant guy alive.
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Generational Cracks
[Art by Member Lane]
A large crack splits the end wall in two where the ground and it meet. Traveling upwards, reaching several fox tails and a third of the way to the stone ceiling. Points expand from the corners of it as if it were trying to take root. Where the crack spans outward it touched the ground though does not break in two. From it the source of that smell, that light. It shines so white that you can not stare directly at it for long without the world around you becoming fuzzy at the edges. Colors outlining the physical and creating a shaky composition. It does not burn. It is simply not meant to be seen.
In front of it stands the elderly cat. A memory. Someone so long ago, sharing a moment once found then passed on to you. They are strong, rejuvenated despite still sharing such a bony frame. Their head held high and body sturdy, expression grave as their voice echoes to the Spelunkers with all they have.
"Beware! It begins for you just as it did for us. Our end is sealed in these tunnels, but you have hope." Their form flickers in and out. The memory must be restarting once more. They call out one last time- "Do not let the waking maw swallow you too!" …. ….
Underneath Bloomclan rest a maze of caverns and stone tunnels. The Spelunkers work together to traverse this cold and unforgiving terrain, as well as acting guides for any curious clanmates, to the depths. The most known area of these caverns is the great cave known as the Lost Colony. Within this area is the remains of a twoleg colony, now dilapidated and their parts brought to the surface for the clan's use. However.. as the Seelie Court begins to crack, so does too the Lost Colony. Memories of the twolegs that once lived here and a strange, prophetic cat from generations past haunt the place they used to call home.
It is here Bloomclan faces their biggest trial yet. Will Dragonsun be the one to lead them through this disaster or will he fall? Will their territory fall to the same disaster that struck the Lost Colony so long ago, or will they prevent disaster just as the past wishes for them to? As Arc 1 progresses our cats will come to see stories of old and past memories aren't bound to their dreams any longer. If you join us in Mt. Solstice, these mysteries are for you to sink your claws into.
APPLICATIONS OPEN FROM JUNE 14TH TO JUNE 28TH
AAHHH SWEETKISS!! THATS MY GIRL
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[Line by Mod TX, Coloring by @flyhiss]
Tension is rising on Mt. Solstice….
"I see that faces new and faces old gather on this branch tonight to hear this song, for your ears alone my thanks are endless. Lambsong is what I answer to just one of the many that guard our nest and nestlings under the title of Monarch. Beside me is Rainsoot, my Woodpecker, a warrior however tonight I shall be singing alone as per her request.
My seasons are not as plentiful as the one who calls himself our leader, yet I have watched and seen enough to know what poison he put into the air, destroying all that's in its path. Lies and a talons ready to hurt those that may lay in the path of the sick designs. I freed myself from something akin to what we face now in the past, what followed was my dedication to BlizzardClan, I took the oath of a monarch, to defend the nursery and the young of BlizzardClan. Young who I believed are threatened now.
Our young are made to despise other cats for no reason at all, encouraged to chant words of hate and malice to those who have never lifted a paw to them, taught such twisted ideal of what makes us who we are, that only what comes from within is what matters, that where you were born is the only thing that makes a cat great or not. There blood has spilled for him before and it will again and again for as much as he claims that is all he wants to see.
Only cats that bow without question are given that love he claims for us while the rest are bound and treated more like his captives ripping away our rights as beings that breath the same air as him! Claiming that keeping us tangled in brambles that stab into our skin is an act of love! A love that is conditional, a love that is bound by blood not actions, a love that is poison and rots at the very heart of this clan. For now even if it is his own belief does he judge and steal, taking from out nest like the parasitic Cuckoo and Cowbirds replacing what once lay there with something of his own horrid design. Some of our flock even being forgotten, the unseen of the clan numbering many more than he will ever say.
The red moon has rose again now that the red sun has set, repeating mistakes that doomed the past to this very hell we wake in now. It has shone upon me and made me an adversary before I had the chance to select what I may sing, so in my one act of giving what he desires an adversary I shall be. For the fledglings who now sing how outsiders and BloomClan have blood filled with piss even as they are torn open from the inside, for the ones I see trampled over in daily life, not included in that love he claims is endless, for those who cannot speak before being deemed enemies, for those who are seen being hurt yet nothing is ever done.
A solo may be what I sing now, but I need all of you to sing! Sing like we are known for! Like we haven't for all these moons under the new red moon! Let out the hurt and pain this has caused you, your struggles against the brambles that bind you! Let your voices be heard to the courts above! Our blood is the same as any other cat, our worth the same! I am of you as you are of me!
Fight for those that cannot! For your born right as a cat! For our culture, our songs and dances to happen once more, to show we are more than brutish talons without emotion! For the fact that no life is worth more than another!
Fight to make BlizzardClan a home again! A home for all that choose the mountains!
Come, birds new and old sing together now! BlizzardClan will be a home!"
BlizzardClan and BloomClan have witnessed an era of relative peace, though some among their number are less eager to let the past go and allow bygones to be bygones. Dovemoon, BlizzardClan's leader, is one of these cats. Though he has reigned as BlizzardClan's leader for a long time, a darkness brews within him that threatens to spill out and swallow not just BlizzardClan, but the whole mountain in his hate, deceit and anger.
In recent seasons, Dovemoon's paranoia has begun to reach a fever pitch, and has started overstepping his bounds as leader into the personal lives of his Clanmates to try and retain control. After the avalanche that claimed the lives of clanmates, Dovemoon declared that all clan members cannot leave camp alone, and must be accompanied by another capable member of the Clan. Secondly, he has decreed that monarchs may not leave camp at all after an incident involving Lambsong in which fae followed that recently made rule along side Rainsoot, a cat seemingly forgotten by BlizzardClan. Dovemoon cites safety for these new laws, though many are starting to question their leader.
Those who disobey Dovemoon's laws are increasingly finding pressure upon their shoulders. Dovemoon's inner circle watches from every angle, claws itching to dig into those they vowed to protect at the first sign of heresy against their acting God.
Lambsong and Rainsoot invite you to take back your home from the claws of Dovemoon, to bring a true sense of love and joy to the clan. Even if cats that stand with Lambsong and Rainsoot are on the winning side, loss is expected and their fate remains in your paws.