Mama Hates you. (Rc & Shc)

[graves]

Now you may be thinking, "woly,you have 2 other plots going on y make anoder fren"

bc


This will be using my character Bearsnarl,and abusive Shadowclan Queen.

Now before I begin the plot,since I do not have a backstory written for her page (yet) I'll explain why she is like this. When growing up Bearsnarl had always wanted to be the best warrior she could be,to be deputy and leader one day. She had a dream,she trained hard. She had a best friend,named Moonstrike,Moonpaw at the time. She was older then him,so she was made a warrior a moon before he was. She moved on from him,and didn't talk to him after that because he was an apprentice,only being friends with warriors now. Moonstrike loved her,but never told her. She fell inlove with another tom,and had kits. She was mad at the tom for causing her to bare kits,because in the state of being a queen she couldn't continue to rise in ranks beyond a warrior like she had always dreamed. Then,the deputy position was taken,and she emotionally crumbled. Once Moonpaw was made Moonstrike he started to talk to her,but she ignored his pestering. In the mean time she didn't like her kits,she hated them for being born because they slowed her life and prevented her being deputy. So,to take out her angry she abuses them both physically and verbally. Soon Moonstrike killed one of her kits and she became enraged,killing him soon later. Two more of her kits passed away,and there is only two left.

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So that was a short backstory to Bearsnarl ! So it makes more sense to be in this plot.

So Bearsnarl has one kit, but I am not sure if they are still active with their character,so backups for the second kit will take place!

lets get started,ye?


Bearsnarl only has two kits left at this point. They are weak, beaten up from Bears treatment. This will be [kit 1] and [kit 2 // back up]. Bearsnarl has a hatred for them still, and still abuses them both physically and verbally. She refuses to take them to their medicine cat for their injuries,claiming they dont need treatment. For some reason,no queens pick up on this abuse,seeing as Bear is rather secluded when it comes to her life. Her kits are weak, and they eventually die from neglect.

Bear doesn't stand for this. While she didn't like her kits she liked the feeling of being wanted. Of having lives depend on her. She wanted to be deputy,she wanted people to rely on her and she couldn't have that. So kits were her best second option. She is more angry at this point after the loss of her kits,not eve bothering to be at their burial.

She gets the idea to raid another clan for kits instead. She doesn't want another mate,she has no interest in love or for any tom that could give her kits. So she gets the idea to raid Riverclan for kits. hadowclan had never been friends with Riverclan,the leaders clashing at times so she thought it was a perfect idea,much less their body build was similar so it would be easy to say she found them by the twoleg place.

So she sneaks out at night into Riverclan territory and camp,slipping past the guards. She had taken a dip in a river near by to hide her scent. She slips into the nursery,but wakes [queen] and her two kits, [kit 3] and [kit 4]. [Queen] yells at bear for what shes doing,and wakes a few warriors. To silence the queen Bear kills her,taking her two kits and bolting. Warriors claim to have seen her, but her pelt is dark and blended in with the night so it was unable to see who it was. Shadowclan scent is left behind.

Bear has the two kits now,and washes them in a river and rolls them in garlic in order to hide their riverclan fish scent. She suceeds in this, returning to Shadowclan camp the following morning to see Halestar [ @Jingle ] and tell her she had found these kits at the border of them and the twoleg place, and Halestar trusts the word of a queen and believes it,not knowing the reason behind Bearsnarls last kits. Hale simply agreed to keep them ith them due to Bears lost,hoping she would feel less grief.

It is soon revealed that it was her who had raided Riverclan camp,seeing as Russetstar [ @ fenic! ] came to a Shadowclan border himself to tell Halestar of his findings. Halestar then confronts Bearsnarl, asking if the kits came from where she really said they were from. Russetstar then says the queens mother was killed, so she could not make a claim which upriles more suspicion. [kit 3] and [kit 4] speak up,saying they wanted to go back home and run to Russetstar,hiding behind him which makes everything more clear.

Bearsnarl is then exiled and the kits are returned to their home. Bearsnarl is chased out of territory by [warrior] and is threatened that if she comes back,there would be punishment. She now has a hatred for Shadowclan.

She wanders around now,aimlessly. She finds a forest to make her home in,making a makeshift den and all to live in. When she sleeps, she is taken to the dark forest. She is rather confused,because she isn't dead. She is then confronted by Moonstrike [ @Bright ],a tom she had killed so long ago.

He confront her on her killing him,and they spit insults back and forth which eventually leads to a physical fight. The fight is long,filled with hateful words but from Bear not having the support of her clan,she is rather weak. In the end,she is killed.

And once she makes it to the dark forest,she is fuled by revenge for the kits. She stalks over them while dead,and evetually invades their dreams. At first she it nice,saying she forgives them for betraying her and speaking out,but eveually she kills [kit 4] and [kit 3] wakes up before they can be killed, and when they look over [kit 4] is there,lying dead from injuries. So [kit 3] lives to tell the tale.

Eventually,Bearsnarl is killed again,by Moonstrike.

So yeah ! Everything has been approved by the leaders and such so no worry.

so ill need roles!

Kit 1 // Kit 2:
They will be in Shadowclan and Bearsnarls original kits. When starting they are already weak and don't really move much. Not really playful anymore and just....sad. They die.

Kit 3 // 4:
These will be in Rverclan and are kin to the queen that is killed. No paticuar personality honestly, but just know they need to be somewhat brave to be able to speak up about Bearsnarl kitnapping them. KIT 4 D I E S

Queen:
His bold and isnt afraid to fight back,but is eventually killed by Bearsnarl.

Warrior:
is the one that escorts Bearsnarl from shadowclan territory, and threatens to hurt Bear if she is caught on SHc territory again.


So forms !

w/ link

Name w/ Link:
Role Wanted:
Roleplay Example:


w/o Link

Name:
Role Wanted:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Roleplay Example:

Mama’s scary
Mama hates you
Mama’s listening
Mama hates you
Mama’s waiting
Mama hates you
No More Mama
Mama hates you
- Mama Hates You By ChaoticCanineCulture

Thank you for reading / Applying !
:heartballoon4:

[JaxenAmethyst]

Name w/ Link: Nightkit, Shadekit
Role Wanted: Kit 1, Kit 2
Roleplay Example:
Shadowstorm continued on with her hunt, pride in her eyes, as she perked her ears towards the sound of a slight scuffle. A rabbit. She smirked delightfully. She flattened her ears and lowered in a hunters crouch. Good, the wind is blowing towards me, not the rabbit. She thought, as ShadowClan desperately needed prey. Shadowstorm's dark grey fluffy tail swayed silently from left to right, as she crept up on the rabbit, which was nibbling on a low patch of grass. A sudden burst of wind brushed through her pelt as she closed her eyes tightly, making no movement while letting the cold wind pass her. She resumed, placing her left paw on the cold ground first, then her right, continuing the pattern. She eventually pounced on the furry, white-pelted creature and chomped down it's neck before bowing her head towards StarClan once more. She then tilted her head. Wait...why was a RABBIT on ShadowClan territory when they prefer open moorlands? She shrugged it off then ran towards the prey she buried earlier. She unburied it and dug deeper, dropping the rabbit and mouse in it, reburying it. I'll hunt for ONE more. She told herself. Then I'll check up on Blizzardpaw and Cherrypaw.

A few moments later, Shadowstorm had arrived at the hole she dug with her last piece of Fresh-kill. She unburied the fresh-kill and clamped it all in her jaws at once while stealthily making her way towards the spot where she saw Cherrypaw and Blizzardpaw. Hmm.. They aren't here yet. They must have lots of fresh-kill. She thought, while looking up at the sky. Oh, it's still Sunhigh! I have enough time to drop off the fresh-kill. She made her way into ShadowClan's camp and quickly released the fresh-kill, then her stomach started grumbling. "I.. guess I could eat before going back." She tried telling herself, as she crouched down and began eating the mouse she'd caught earlier. Once she finished, she traveled back towards the large tree surrounded by marshy grounds where she met with Blizzardpaw and Cherrypaw. "They aren't back yet?" She murmured to herself, her eyes wide with concern. "I'll wait until Moonhigh and if they aren't here, I'll ask Timberstar to lead a search patrol when I get back to camp."

[graves]

Originally Posted by JaxenAmethyst

Name w/ Link: Nightkit, Shadekit
Role Wanted: Kit 1, Kit 2
Roleplay Example:
Shadowstorm continued on with her hunt, pride in her eyes, as she perked her ears towards the sound of a slight scuffle. A rabbit. She smirked delightfully. She flattened her ears and lowered in a hunters crouch. Good, the wind is blowing towards me, not the rabbit. She thought, as ShadowClan desperately needed prey. Shadowstorm's dark grey fluffy tail swayed silently from left to right, as she crept up on the rabbit, which was nibbling on a low patch of grass. A sudden burst of wind brushed through her pelt as she closed her eyes tightly, making no movement while letting the cold wind pass her. She resumed, placing her left paw on the cold ground first, then her right, continuing the pattern. She eventually pounced on the furry, white-pelted creature and chomped down it's neck before bowing her head towards StarClan once more. She then tilted her head. Wait...why was a RABBIT on ShadowClan territory when they prefer open moorlands? She shrugged it off then ran towards the prey she buried earlier. She unburied it and dug deeper, dropping the rabbit and mouse in it, reburying it. I'll hunt for ONE more. She told herself. Then I'll check up on Blizzardpaw and Cherrypaw.

A few moments later, Shadowstorm had arrived at the hole she dug with her last piece of Fresh-kill. She unburied the fresh-kill and clamped it all in her jaws at once while stealthily making her way towards the spot where she saw Cherrypaw and Blizzardpaw. Hmm.. They aren't here yet. They must have lots of fresh-kill. She thought, while looking up at the sky. Oh, it's still Sunhigh! I have enough time to drop off the fresh-kill. She made her way into ShadowClan's camp and quickly released the fresh-kill, then her stomach started grumbling. "I.. guess I could eat before going back." She tried telling herself, as she crouched down and began eating the mouse she'd caught earlier. Once she finished, she traveled back towards the large tree surrounded by marshy grounds where she met with Blizzardpaw and Cherrypaw. "They aren't back yet?" She murmured to herself, her eyes wide with concern. "I'll wait until Moonhigh and if they aren't here, I'll ask Timberstar to lead a search patrol when I get back to camp."

Declined.
Those links lead to images, when I meant links I meant character pages showing me their information. Plus, you can only have one role per roleplayer.

[graves]

bump !

[Dust]

@woly
(Ok first of all Badger needs to totally be involved in Bear's plan, but wusses out and doesn't do it and then gets super salty and depressed when Bear is exiled, second of all I want to steal kit 3 and make a poor tortured soul out of them)

Name:
Frostkit

Role Wanted:
"Kit 3" B)

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
|ref1|
Frostkit is a decently large sized and healthy Riverclan kitten. He's short-haired with a rounded body and long tail. His base coat is a silvery gray, with white under coat, and darker gray rings plastered across the lower half of his body. The upper base of his neck is a light gray, almost white, shading that extends to his mid body range and fades away as it continues towards his backside. His head is that of darker grey tabby markings, as well as pale, shifting to a darker gray, markings along his tail and all four legs. Frostkit has large frosty blue eyes with flecks of darker blue around the iris'. He has usually long legs for a kit, but with his size, they are proportional to his body.

Personality:
Frostkit is a catch to put it simply. He's a flirt, playful, and spunky whenever he can be! This large kitten isn't one to shy away from trouble, and most certainly danger. He constantly wishes to fill his den-mates and sibling with excitement and adventure, causing him to be a natural leader; however, in his good spirit and leadership, he can be too aggressive and rowdy, often causing whoever he's playing with to sport more than a few kitten scratches. Frostkit will always comfort his sibling when their scared, and will always stick up against bullies and generally grumpy cats. Frostkit wants to make a difference in the clan(s) and hopes that he can leave a positive influence on everyone he meets. (Future; D E S T R O Y H I M) His mother and siblings deaths don't immediately hit the poor kit, but as time progresses and Frostkit receives his apprentice name, he will begin to become very paranoid and suffer from PTSD, causing the young cat to frequently have severe anxiety attacks and chronic nightmares about Bearsnarl. Frostapaw will also feel like it's his fault that both his sibling and mother died because he didn't protect them. Due to this, he will lose a lot of his motivation to make the clan(s) a better place and motivation to get out of his nest, but with the help of his mentor and possibly a love interest, he regains his old personality back and slowly overcomes his troubles with PTSD but the lingering thought of Bearsnarl will still haunt him.

Roleplay Example:
(Taken from ShC page 196 and certainly not my best)

"The older cat studied the other quietly, her ears turning as the young she-cat began to purr. She didn't even know this cats name to be quite honest, but oh well, it couldn't hurt to play it off like she did. Purring erupted from her chest as Shadewing accepted her forceful invitation to talk. It wasn't unlike Badgerbite to force her way into a conversation and take the reigns. Turning her head to level her piercing gaze with Shadewing, Badgerbite flicked her tail, scuffing up a bit of dirt, and began her speech on how her day went.

"I'll tell you what! None of these young warriors seem to ever want to chat with an senior warrior like myself. I'll have you know, I have moons, MOONS! of wisdom under my pelt and they never seem to care! I'm just senile and old in their eyes, but not you of course! You're far to pretty to be in a clan with this rag-tag bunch. You have a mate yet? Oh what am I saying, of course you do! What about kits, do you have kits?" The molly's eyes lit up with false interest as she rambled on, leaving no time for Shadewing to reply.

"Of course you have kits right? I decided not to have kits, I just never quite met the right one, you know?" She lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned closer to the other molly. "The pool in this clan is far from perfect, but we work with what Starclan gave us right?" Badgerbite purred in amusement at her own comment before continuing. "I think kits would be too much of a hassle at my age, too much disappointment, but then again it would be nice to have my own offspring. Did your mother take good care of you as a kit? Oh don't you worry, if you have any trouble at you can come to ol' Badgerbite. I didn't get this name for no reason and you bet that a sweet, precious little molly like you will get licked up in no time at all!" Another ray of sunshine poked its way through the clouds, resting on the spot the two occupied."

[Dust]

bumps this plot because you all need to join it

[Spikes]

Ahh hang on imma apply for a kit! Woly plot

[Spikes]

Name:
Curlkit
Role Wanted:
Kit 4
Gender:
She-cat
Appearance:
A small, white and grey kitten, with light blue eyes. Her ears seem to curl back, slightly and where her grey and dark grey splotchy patterning does not reach, her pelt is white. Her left eye is covered with a light grey splotch while her right, in a dark grey splotch. Both of her ears are dark grey while the majority of her underside is white.
Curlkit has long fur, making her seem bigger than she actually is. Otherwise, as mentioned before, she is quite small compared to most of the other kits. Fur or not, she's not so small as to be severely outmatched by another cat her age.
Personality:
Curlkit has always been an adventurer, right from the very start, always getting herself into trouble. Curlkit has always wanted to swim, jumping around in any puddles she could find after rainfall in an attempt to "swim", ending up in a whole lot of sickness and messy, muddy fur afterwards.
Brave, bold, stubborn and determined, Curlkit will always speak her mind. She complains, squeals and fights often with any other kits she disagrees with, and will even thrash about in the grip of an older cat she disagrees with. Although she complains often, she has a highly developed sense of right and wrong, and fairness and equality. She knows when she's in the wrong, and stays quiet as a result.
Roleplay Example:
I don't have a lot from main rp (at least new ones) so I might have to do an other rp sample. Otherwise, I know you've seen my rp style and length before, so please tell me if I need to fill this in or not
Thanks~ @woly

[cute skeleton]

Name: bark kit

Role wanted: kit 2

Gender: female

Appearance: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/...e37124cb05.jpg only she is smaller then most cats

Personality: she is shy and scared. She fears most cats being afraid they will attack her and make fun of her because of her size. She is quiet and would rather stay in the shadows and hide unseen then be around other cats except her sibling. Bark kit likes to be alone because she feels safe and sometimes will go find a dark place to curl up in and sleep or think. (If needed to i can add more)

Roleplay example: duskheart nudged her kits closer to her and looked at them softly. "I wish your fatger was here to see you she whispered to them softly and curled her tail around them. She watched them as they fell asleep and sighed happily then laid her head down and drifted to sleep dreaming about how her kits would grow up and live there own lives and possibly having their kits of their own. Her dream faded as she heard mewling and lifted her head wide awake and looked down at her kits.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Duststorm

@woly
(Ok first of all Badger needs to totally be involved in Bear's plan, but wusses out and doesn't do it and then gets super salty and depressed when Bear is exiled, second of all I want to steal kit 3 and make a poor tortured soul out of them)

Name:
Frostkit

Role Wanted:
"Kit 3" B)

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
|ref1|
Frostkit is a decently large sized and healthy Riverclan kitten. He's short-haired with a rounded body and long tail. His base coat is a silvery gray, with white under coat, and darker gray rings plastered across the lower half of his body. The upper base of his neck is a light gray, almost white, shading that extends to his mid body range and fades away as it continues towards his backside. His head is that of darker grey tabby markings, as well as pale, shifting to a darker gray, markings along his tail and all four legs. Frostkit has large frosty blue eyes with flecks of darker blue around the iris'. He has usually long legs for a kit, but with his size, they are proportional to his body.

Personality:
Frostkit is a catch to put it simply. He's a flirt, playful, and spunky whenever he can be! This large kitten isn't one to shy away from trouble, and most certainly danger. He constantly wishes to fill his den-mates and sibling with excitement and adventure, causing him to be a natural leader; however, in his good spirit and leadership, he can be too aggressive and rowdy, often causing whoever he's playing with to sport more than a few kitten scratches. Frostkit will always comfort his sibling when their scared, and will always stick up against bullies and generally grumpy cats. Frostkit wants to make a difference in the clan(s) and hopes that he can leave a positive influence on everyone he meets. (Future; D E S T R O Y H I M) His mother and siblings deaths don't immediately hit the poor kit, but as time progresses and Frostkit receives his apprentice name, he will begin to become very paranoid and suffer from PTSD, causing the young cat to frequently have severe anxiety attacks and chronic nightmares about Bearsnarl. Frostapaw will also feel like it's his fault that both his sibling and mother died because he didn't protect them. Due to this, he will lose a lot of his motivation to make the clan(s) a better place and motivation to get out of his nest, but with the help of his mentor and possibly a love interest, he regains his old personality back and slowly overcomes his troubles with PTSD but the lingering thought of Bearsnarl will still haunt him.

Roleplay Example:
(Taken from ShC page 196 and certainly not my best)

"The older cat studied the other quietly, her ears turning as the young she-cat began to purr. She didn't even know this cats name to be quite honest, but oh well, it couldn't hurt to play it off like she did. Purring erupted from her chest as Shadewing accepted her forceful invitation to talk. It wasn't unlike Badgerbite to force her way into a conversation and take the reigns. Turning her head to level her piercing gaze with Shadewing, Badgerbite flicked her tail, scuffing up a bit of dirt, and began her speech on how her day went.

"I'll tell you what! None of these young warriors seem to ever want to chat with an senior warrior like myself. I'll have you know, I have moons, MOONS! of wisdom under my pelt and they never seem to care! I'm just senile and old in their eyes, but not you of course! You're far to pretty to be in a clan with this rag-tag bunch. You have a mate yet? Oh what am I saying, of course you do! What about kits, do you have kits?" The molly's eyes lit up with false interest as she rambled on, leaving no time for Shadewing to reply.

"Of course you have kits right? I decided not to have kits, I just never quite met the right one, you know?" She lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned closer to the other molly. "The pool in this clan is far from perfect, but we work with what Starclan gave us right?" Badgerbite purred in amusement at her own comment before continuing. "I think kits would be too much of a hassle at my age, too much disappointment, but then again it would be nice to have my own offspring. Did your mother take good care of you as a kit? Oh don't you worry, if you have any trouble at you can come to ol' Badgerbite. I didn't get this name for no reason and you bet that a sweet, precious little molly like you will get licked up in no time at all!" Another ray of sunshine poked its way through the clouds, resting on the spot the two occupied."

Originally Posted by Jazz

Name:
Curlkit
Role Wanted:
Kit 4
Gender:
She-cat
Appearance:
A small, white and grey kitten, with light blue eyes. Her ears seem to curl back, slightly and where her grey and dark grey splotchy patterning does not reach, her pelt is white. Her left eye is covered with a light grey splotch while her right, in a dark grey splotch. Both of her ears are dark grey while the majority of her underside is white.
Curlkit has long fur, making her seem bigger than she actually is. Otherwise, as mentioned before, she is quite small compared to most of the other kits. Fur or not, she's not so small as to be severely outmatched by another cat her age.
Personality:
Curlkit has always been an adventurer, right from the very start, always getting herself into trouble. Curlkit has always wanted to swim, jumping around in any puddles she could find after rainfall in an attempt to "swim", ending up in a whole lot of sickness and messy, muddy fur afterwards.
Brave, bold, stubborn and determined, Curlkit will always speak her mind. She complains, squeals and fights often with any other kits she disagrees with, and will even thrash about in the grip of an older cat she disagrees with. Although she complains often, she has a highly developed sense of right and wrong, and fairness and equality. She knows when she's in the wrong, and stays quiet as a result.
Roleplay Example:
I don't have a lot from main rp (at least new ones) so I might have to do an other rp sample. Otherwise, I know you've seen my rp style and length before, so please tell me if I need to fill this in or not
Thanks~ @woly

Originally Posted by winter

Name: bark kit

Role wanted: kit 2

Gender: female

Appearance: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/...e37124cb05.jpg only she is smaller then most cats

Personality: she is shy and scared. She fears most cats being afraid they will attack her and make fun of her because of her size. She is quiet and would rather stay in the shadows and hide unseen then be around other cats except her sibling. Bark kit likes to be alone because she feels safe and sometimes will go find a dark place to curl up in and sleep or think. (If needed to i can add more)

Roleplay example: duskheart nudged her kits closer to her and looked at them softly. "I wish your fatger was here to see you she whispered to them softly and curled her tail around them. She watched them as they fell asleep and sighed happily then laid her head down and drifted to sleep dreaming about how her kits would grow up and live there own lives and possibly having their kits of their own. Her dream faded as she heard mewling and lifted her head wide awake and looked down at her kits.

Accepted bb
For kit 2, please make sure when roleplaying you try to give me 4+ lines,thank you !