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Riverclan

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Leader

42 moons

Male

biography

hold on as we crash into the earth; a bit of pain will help us suffer when we're hurt for real

OAKSTAR

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Jan 20, 2017 16:51:35 GMT

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Post by OAKSTAR on Jan 20, 2017 16:51:35 GMT

Oakstar hoisted himself onto the lowest-hanging branch of the barren tree, levelling his weight distribution and then casting an expectant look towards the expanse of space that would soon be occupied by his clanmates. It was gong to be his first time addressing the clan as leader, but Hazelstar's absence didn't weigh as heavily in his mind as it used to. Frankly, it almost felt like she'd ceased to exist at all, but Oakstar knew it would be unlikely for the rest of his clanmates to see as he did on the matter. It was perhaps disrespectful of the memory of someone who'd otherwise been a good leader to them, but he viewed her actions as abandonment, plain and simple, and it mattered not that she did what she did for her own daughter. RiverClan was also her blood, but she'd already made her choice, and it was no longer Oakstar's problem.

"May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the barren tree for a clan meeting." The words felt like they belonged on his tongue, and he straightened his spinal chord, pride surging through his veins as cats began to appear in front of him. On the surface, however, he merely looked critical, as if he was sizing each and every one of them up and making sure they met his standards for a RiverClan cat. There was no doubt in his mind, and likely all of theirs, too, that RiverClan was going to have some changes implemented under his reign. He kept his expression neutral as the cat he sought to name his deputy joined the rest of the crowd. He was happy with his choice, but that hardly meant it wasn't subject to change if he saw something he didn't like in the moments leading up to the announcement.

Notes: I'm utilizing liquid time to announce RiverClan's deputy since his ceremony isn't quite finished.

Last Edit: Jan 20, 2017 16:52:59 GMT by OAKSTAR

Riverclan

7 POSTS

blitzy

Deputy

56 moons

Male, he/him/his

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

blizzardfang

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Jan 21, 2017 4:17:14 GMT

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Post by blizzardfang on Jan 21, 2017 4:17:14 GMT

It was nothing new for Riverclan's hierarchy to change. He himself had lived through five different leaders, and now with Oakstar taking over the mantle Hazelstar left behind, this was the sixth. The changing of rulership was not commonplace in the clans, but it was a far cry from being uncommon. After all, having nine lives did not make you immune to death. That was one fight no cat could win.

Hazelstar had been a good leader, for the six moons she had led her clan. The ticked she cat hadn't been perfect, but there was no cat who truly was. And her desertion of her clan hadn't been too terrible a blow for the tom. He hadn't seen it coming, he wasn't certain anyone had. The she cat wanted to find her daughter, and Blizzardfang couldn't fault her for that. It would have been an entirely different matter if she had left during a time of strife for the clan, like if they were having trouble keeping every Riverclan belly full, or there was a sickness that was burning through the camp like wildfire. But she hadn't, and the former leader left without taking her extra lives with her. It would have been a very easy thing to do, but she had returned them so her deputy, now their new leader, could make use of the extra lives all leaders should have.

No, Blizzardfang did not hold the female in ill contempt.

But that didn't mean he didn't think Oakstar would not be able to hold a candle to his predecessor. He had high hopes for the large tabby.

The large white tomcat entered the camp just as Oakstar called out for a clan meeting. Ears flicking, the tom padded towards the fresh kill pile and deposited his catch onto the pile before settling near the front of the growing crowd of his clan mates. He was looking forward to seeing just who it was Oakstar had chosen for his deputy.

Riverclan

8 POSTS

LOST

Medicine Cat

25 moons

tom, he/him.

biography

you were a child who was made of glass, you carried a black heart passed down from your dad.

NETTLEHEART

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Jan 23, 2017 1:18:25 GMT

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Post by NETTLEHEART on Jan 23, 2017 1:18:25 GMT

the authoritative, masculine voice was foreign on his ears. the broad shouldered tom had only just settled into hazelstar's leadership before it was gone in seemingly the blink of an eye. where had those six moons gone? he'd grappled with hazelstar on more than one occasion about how to deal with her managing the fact her daughter was gone (but certainly not forgotten by the ticked leader). she wouldn't sleep, and she certainly wouldn't let go. nettleheart had wondered how much of her mind she shared with him, and how much she kept insanity to herself. he'd tried to give her soothing herbs more than once, always reluctant so as not to let her become reliant. riverclan needed an alert, attentive leader.

none of that mattered now. she'd done her duty, however brief, and then she had gone. only starclan knew where her paws took her now, and in her place, stood a knew reign of power. oakstar.

the new leader's voice assaulted the medicine cat's ears, and as the tabby medicine cat emerged from his den, was greeted by oakstar's cold and engaged gaze. nettleheart's amber eyes narrowed, and he fixed an equally expectant gaze upon the leader. the medicine cat had never had must discretion, or anything of a filter, when it came to matters of discussion. oakstar's reign would be no different. nettleheart would expect nothing but the best for riverclan in oakstar's leadership, and the large tom had better understand that fact.

nettleheart prowled forward and rolled his shoulders as he settled beneath the barren tree. oakstar's first act as leader would be to choose his successor. this would be oakstar's legacy - he had better choose well.

OAKSTAR, blizzardfang, @riverclan

Riverclan

13 POSTS

CAWN

Warrior

45 moons

Tom

biography

You're part of the story, so where did you go? You know that I still see you as I'm dreaming.

SALMONSTRIPE

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Jan 23, 2017 22:43:14 GMT

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Post by SALMONSTRIPE on Jan 23, 2017 22:43:14 GMT

"May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the barren tree for a clan meeting." The voice was all wrong, and it was enough to make the frown on Salmonstripe’s face deepen as he lifted his chin from his paws, and glanced toward the large tabby from his place at the edge of the clearing. Oakstar looked wrong up there, just as much. Sure, they had been plenty of leaders that had stood on that perch over his lifetime. But this was different. Hazelstar wasn’t dead, and someone different standing there just like that, as though nothing was different, tugged at his heart.

Slowly, Salmonstripe tugged himself to his paws and gave his pelt a hard shake, gaze flicking across the clearing as cats begun to surface. On some level, he wanted to leave the camp, let Oakstar talk and no doubt address the first call of a new leader without his presence. It wasn’t a ceremony his participation in would be missed in, after all. However, it was curiosity that eventually forced his paws forward as the ginger tom held his head high, and tried his best to push back the shadows of memories of ticked instead of tabby. Perhaps it was the fact the leader would be so different in charge that weighed most on his mind. Maybe it was the quiet frustration that Hazelstar had needed to go on her own to find one of their lost clanmates. It was a complex set of feelings, and ones that Salmonstripe wasn’t used to dealing with.

With surprising silence, he took up a place next to Blizzardfang, giving a small dip of his head in greeting, but otherwise keeping his jaw locked. The tom’s gaze flicked up to Oakstar for a long moment, before once again returning to his paws. Whatever Oakstar had to say couldn’t finish soon enough in his mind.

words: 317 | tagged: blitzy, riverclan | ooc: i got here eventually. :|

Riverclan

14 POSTS

yikes

Apprentice

7 moons

tom

biography

"your hands protect the flames from the wild winds around you."

quickpaw

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Jan 25, 2017 16:20:18 GMT

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Post by quickpaw on Jan 25, 2017 16:20:18 GMT

He had been young - very young - when Hazelstar disappeared. Quickpaw hardly remembered her, turning her into little but an accepted entity in the apprentice's mind. Oakclaw was a stable presence, and while it was far from the forefront of his thoughts he often wondered if (or when) the long-haired tom would take her place. That was the expectation of a deputy, wasn't it? In any case, it made the meeting summons pretty easy to swallow, a transition that had already begun several moons before he was old enough to understand.

Maybe Hazelstar wasn't dead, but an absent leader may as well be - how could she watch over Shadowclan if she wasn't even here?

There was a fine layer of displeasure among some of the cats already gathered, and Quickpaw picked out a seat some ways behind Salmonstripe and Blizzardfang, his head canted slightly as he lifted his green gaze upward to rest on the tabby perched on the largest branch of the barren tree. He did his best to keep his expression neutral, but there was still a shimmer of interest and intent as he studied Oakstar and let his attention flicker across the rest of the attendees, trying to read the mood. It was uneasy and new, and Quickpaw shifted in his place with anticipation.

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tags: mentions SALMONSTRIPE & blizzardfang, @ riverclan

Riverclan

12 POSTS

blue

Leader

42 moons

Male

biography

hold on as we crash into the earth; a bit of pain will help us suffer when we're hurt for real

OAKSTAR

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Jan 27, 2017 20:14:10 GMT

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Post by OAKSTAR on Jan 27, 2017 20:14:10 GMT

There were a number of emotions to observe in the faces of his Clanmates. There was interest in some, disapproval in others, and emotions few and far between he wasn’t particularly bothered to put a name to. He accepted his position knowing fully well that there would be cats who preferred Hazelstar, missed her even, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from doing his job how he saw fit. The changes he sought to implement were long overdue as far as he was concerned. RiverClan would benefit from his leadership, it would flourish from it, and it would do so with or without those that didn’t support him.

“I say these words before StarClan so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice.” He paused, lifting his eyes to the sky. He believed in their ancestors, and respected them well enough, too, but he was on the ground, and he was the leader of RiverClan. He had a fairly good idea of what was best for them, and with the name of their new deputy on the tip of his tongue, no complaints to be seen above, he felt it was okay to proceed. Oakstar met Nettleheart’s intense gaze, and readily observed the expectations that the medicine cat had for him; his eyes lingered on Salmonstripe (if only briefly) before locking firmly on Blizzardfang. The former looked like he’d sooner be anywhere else than under the barren tree listening to their new leader speak, so Oakstar took his time. “The new deputy of RiverClan is Blizzardfang.”

Oakstar’s eyes didn’t waver, and he inclined his head in wait of Blizzardfang’s answer. It hadn’t been as easy of a choice as he expected it to be. There was a certain way that Oakstar wanted RiverClan to be represented at the next Gathering, and he believed Blizzardfang would be the best candidate to have at his side. He was charismatic, even charming, and Oakstar wasn’t so narrow-minded that he couldn’t realize the areas in which he was lacking. There was the added bonus that he was powerful, and had created a name for himself outside of RiverClan; Oakstar knew he was no longer the rambunctious, battle-ready warrior he’d once been, but he could be if the situation called for it, and that counted for something for the leader.

Tags: blitzy with Blizzardfang, CAWN with Salmonstripe, LOST with Nettleheart, yikes with Quickpaw

Riverclan

7 POSTS

blitzy

Deputy

56 moons

Male, he/him/his

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

blizzardfang

we are your bloodline [deputy announcement] Feb 3, 2017 4:27:06 GMT

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Post by blizzardfang on Feb 3, 2017 4:27:06 GMT

Of all the Riverclan cats that could have come to sit beside the good natured tom, it was Salmonstripe who took the bait. Blizzardfang slid a quick glance to the orange tabby, offered the tom a small smile, before returning his attention back to Oakstar. It was common knowledge that Salmonstripe could be difficult, but when it came to tolerance, Blizzardfang seemed to possess a great deal of it. He could put up with Salmonstripe's antics a lot better than some of their other clan mates, so it was probably for the best that the only cat Salmonstripe could bother was the white longhaired tomcat himself.

Still, even he grew tired with the tabby's antics, so Blizzardfang did not initiate a conversation with the younger warrior, but if Salmonstripe decided to start one up, the white tom would oblige him. But until the other warrior decided to take Blizzardfang up on his unspoken offer, the tom's attention rested on Riverclan's new leader, curious about the decision he would make.

The name Oakstar spoke however, was Blizzardfang's own. Grinning, the tom nudged the tabby sitting beside him with his shoulder, whispering to the other male. "You hear that Salmonstripe? Now you better behave." His quick conversation with the warrior sitting beside him done, the white tomcat focused his attention instead on the tabby who sat before the gathered clan. "I will serve you and Riverclan to the best of my ability." Blizzardfang wasn't stupid, he knew why Oakstar chose him. Blizzardfang was known as a powerful fighter, and Oakstar had never been shy about using his claws. But there was also the fact that Blizzardfang was a lot more diplomatic and charismatic than the tabby leader. Hopefully, together along with Nettleheart, the three tomcats would serve Riverclan well and lead their clan into a time of prosperity.

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riverclan

	leader: oakstar (bio) ▶ large, long-haired tabby; hazel eyes.
	deputy: blizzardfang (bio) ▶ longhaired white tom; mismatched eyes.
	med. cat: nettleheart (bio) ▶ massive tabby tom; green eyes.
	med. app.: smallpaw (bio) ▶ black and white she-cat; hazel eyes.

shadowclan

	leader: darkstar (bio) ▶ longhaired tabby tom; amber eyes.
	deputy: onyxfeather (bio) ▶ tall black tom; honey eyes.
	med. cat: sparrowpelt (bio) ▶ small tabby she-cat; hazel eyes.
	med. app.: auditioning ▶ see announcements for audition details.

thunderclan

	leader: rowanstar (bio) ▶ ginger and white she-cat; amber eyes.
	deputy: firefalcon (bio) ▶ small blue she-cat; hazel eyes.
	med. cat: stormfrost (bio) ▶ grey tom; amber eyes.
	med. app.: auditioning ▶ see announcements for audition details.

windclan

	leader: aspenstar (bio) ▶ black and white she-cat; green eyes.
	deputy: asterfang (bio) ▶ pale ginger she-cat; green eyes.
	med. cat: mintnose (bio) ▶ large gray and white tom; green eyes.
	med. app.: brindlepaw (bio) ▶ tortoiseshell she-cat; green eyes.

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