Charredclan is a brave and courageous Clan, like the fire that burns within every CharredClan cats heart. We welcome any cat to join as long as loyalty is sworn.
CharredcClan was founded by some cats. One cat, Charredpelt, took rest below a tree and to his surprise, was sent a dream from StarClan. He took it as a sign to form a Clan with the few cats with him.
Charredpelt was announced leader, now recognized as Charredstar, and from then on, the Clan grew. Over time, more clans came and overlapped their borders with CharredClan. Though, the Clan the biggest,and therefor most powerful amongst those around it.
... But not for long.
Cats of The Clan
The cats in this Clan tend to have more colored and patterned pelts, than normal solid browns or grays. They don't care for camouflage or hiding, because they will destroy/kill their prey anyway, much like a fire. They also tend to be very loyal to their Clan and one another, and also very determined to defend it. The cats of this Clan are also prone to rage if ever made angry.
The CharredClan Code
Defend the CharredClan with your life, and never accept defeat.
If it comes to it, always help yourself before helping others.
Elders, Queens and kits are fed before all else, and even then the she-cats of those groups are fed first.
Prey caught goes to the pile for everyone to eat, and to eat there only. Give thanks to StarClan for the life given to feed others.
There is to be no killing your own Clan members within the CharredClan territory.
Any born into the Clan with an unhealthy appearance is to be left at the edge of Clan territory, for fear of hindering the Clan. If it comes back without being killed, it is to be accepted once more. Same goes for Medicine cat or assistant's kits.
The Elders usually help make the decision of naming apprentices and also have a major say in most of the Clan's decisions.
Clan leader's and Elder's word is law.
Anyone willing to join the CharredClan and pledge loyalty, will be admitted and taken in as apprentices. No matter what age.
Always show pride in oneself in the presence of a different Clan. Keep your chin up, and tail high. The CharredClan never cowers.
Word bubbles are mandatory. This is an experiment clan to see how it works out. If anyone needs help making one, do not be afraid to ask LUV. She will also teach how to include more bubbles in the same template.
The use of word-bubbles is only to used in CharredClan, unless you want to use it for your own. We're are not trying to force the idea on anyone, it's simply for our entertainment. These word-bubbles are extremely easy to use & make, & shouldn't be shunned. Thank you.
Don't forget your signature at the end of your post.
Keep pelt colors calm and slightly realistic. No bright, unnatural colors, such as rainbow colored. Unless they're strays from a Clan with such pelts.
No names water-related, if your cat is born into the clan.
Do not kill off any cats that or not yours without permission.
If you believe your cat is/will be important enough, go ahead & make a page for them.
If a user becomes inactive for over a month or two, without notice, their cats are to be killed off. They cannot be brough back, if the user comes back.
Anything Meadow or Shadow say should be respected, as well as the other RPers. Just be nice to everyone.
Flintstar –– A very tall tom with narrow clear lake-colored eyes & a fiery pelt. (LUV)
Flintstar padded up to his den, lying in the shade as he watched the other cats. There was something about today, that offered a moment like none other; tranquility. He nodded back calmly to those who had first, as a quick sign of respect. Today, the clouds were covering the sun, offering a decent, but chilly shade.
Asphodelfang looked around and licked his paw. Nodding at the clan cats, he groomed his fur. He yawned, showing off his sharp teeth, and gazed at the camp entrance, the ache for hunting returning to his body. He slunk out of the camp, and decided to start searching for whatever prey was still out in the cold. He'd bring it back to the camp for the clanmates and himself, he decided. crysi'm too young to go to frog jail!
Greenlily– FireClan's Medicine Cat MEOW– 02:13, December 13, 2013 (UTC)
Greenlily padded across the camp over to Flintstar. "Hello Flintstar" She said with a certain elegance to her voice. she stopped, and smelt the air, something was wrong, it wasn't anything she knew, but something was wrong, she could feel it.
"Greenlily," Flintstar flicked his tail gently, acknowledging Greenlily with a small smile. He noticed her stop to take in the air, & he did so as well. All he could smell was the normal scent of wet grass, still he became curious as her aura grew slightly concerned. "What is it?" He asked as he straightened up, giving full attention to smaller medicine cat.
Greenlily shook her head. "Nothing, it just seemed strange, I don't understand why though" She said looking around the camp and out into the forest that surrounded them. "It seems light to me, and the light isn't alway good," Greenlily meowed sadly, knowing that something very bad could happen at any moement, and that it might take them all. "It's most likely nothing" she said shacking her head. She had no need to worry anyone until she knew what was going on.
Shrugging his shoulders, Flintstar let out a soft sigh. He knew all too well light was never always good. It lights stronger than the darkness, be it in a good or bad way. "If anything seems... off to you, tell. I'm worried now, " He meowed, knitting his forehead together apprehensively.
Asphodelfang returned from his hunt, some mice dangling from his blood-stained jaws. Dropping the fresh-kill onto the unusually small pile, he glanced at Greenlily and Flintstar. crysi'm too young to go to frog jail!
Greenlily nodded to the leader of CharredClan, "Alright," she said. "but you do the same for me." Greenlily ordered her leader. "Something's coming, or so it seems." She said before desappering into the medicine cat den.
Asphodelfang tilted his head when he overheard the medicine cat. Something was coming? He thought. What could that mean? He shook his head and padded out of the camp. And then, his nose clogged up when he scented the burning smell of.. smoke? With bristled fur and wide eyes, he glanced forward to see a few two-legs gathered around a small fire. What? Confused, he backed off, his ears flattened against his skull. Two-legs were nasty little beings. He didn't like them. crysi'm too young to go to frog jail!
Flintstar gave an uneasy sigh as Greenlily left. He took in a replenishing breath, hoping it to clear his mind & allow him thought, but instead filled his mind with worry. There was a distinct stench of smoke in the air. It wasn't uncommon, though. The cats of CharredClan grew up with the scent in their lungs, as it was a usual thing for the Twolegs. Though it offered protection & concealment of the clan from others, it still wasn't seen as a "good thing". Especially around this time. The Nofurs wouldn't dare come so far into the forest during leaf-fall.
Flintstar grew confused after awhile, waiting for the smoke to pass. It was taking to long, considering the cold. He ambled out of his den, sniffing the air once more. The scent of smoke still lingered, replaced by more. He narrowed his eyes, determined to check out what was taking so long. After asking an off-duty warrior to accompany him, he strode out of the camp's entrance towards the fire clearing, where the fire usually came from. It was a clearing much like the camp's, but smaller & with more spread out trees, instead of being clumped together.
As they padded up to the place, hiding in one of many bushes, Flintstar spotted the familiar pale ginger pelt of a certain deputy. "Asphodelfang," He called, "it's early for the Twolegs to be here... What do you think?" He eyed the group of Twolegs with his cold, blue eyes.
(Oh my. it's longer than I expected. Feel free to skim. cx ➸ LUV)
Greenlily eyes pained with the smell of the smoke on the air. She panic. Fire, for that the clan was named, anf for now the anger behind the warth of those who wished the clan dead, so now it was time. "We need to get out of here!" Greenlily cried, This wasn't a normal fire, and with this fires being unknown who might be dead by the time they could returnn to the camp, Greenlily didn't know. "Everyone get away from the smoke leave everything behind! Leave now!" She cried. "Carry the kits" she yelled at her clan before rushing to the nursery to pick up one small cream coloured kit.
Greenlily shook her head. "This is different!" She cried "If we stay we're going to die" She said before starting for the exit. "I'm not going to die" It's just dancing Mama 19:22, December 23, 2013 (UTC)
Flintstar gave a short nod towards Asphodelfang & the accompanying warrior. "Of course. Let's head back to the clan." With a swift flick of the tail, & a small leap in the opposite direction & he was off, expecting the others to follow.