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FLARECLAN
April 15th, 2020
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| CLAN STATS |
Season : Frost Patch (3/3)
Weather : A cold wind
Event : Mourning of the Tragedy, Silvermoon's Arrival
Moons Until Eruption : 21
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Fresh-kill pile : 57
Sticks : 10
Herbs : 20
Border strength : 18/20
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Cats : 20
Males : 9
Females : 9
Non-binary : 2
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Everlasting Flames : 2
Rising Flames : 2
Illuminist : 1
Glows : 2
Magmas : 2
Lavas : 3
Embers : 7
Sparks : 1
Flickers : 1
Ashes : 0
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Dens Built :
Lava/Magma Den
Escapees : 0
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| | FLARECLAN NEWS | |
The eruption is over. However, it left quite the impact. Madeline has destroyed over half of what FlareClan was. She stole all of the high ranks, half of the remaining glows, seven magmas, ten lavas, five embers, and even the spark in the nursery. She has forced us to reset and build ourselves back up.
For her brutality, the other founders have given us three moons of peace. We will not grow tired. We will not be hungry. Our border will remain how we leave it. No one will get sick. No one will have flickers. No one will commit a sin.
These moons will be good for training, building dens, building up the border, and getting a nice supply of resources for the moons to come. But be careful, as some gods will be wanting to take these from us if we have too much.
I'd really suggest building dens....
Feel free to bond with the other survivors of the eruption, as it takes no energy to be friendly.
The Rising pair still must be renamed. This ceremony is an intermediate ceremony and require 1 energy. Don't forget it again.
Mates may also be assigned by the Everlasting Flames and Rising Fires.
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The air seemed to warm up a little as the silver furred cat walked into the camp and looked around. Silvermoon had a nice atmosphere, but there was something clearly wrong. It didn't feel like a nice Silver Petal like it usually was, not at all. In fact, it was a bit...cold. Her eyes had a disappointed look as her eyes flitted around the camp and its inhabitants.
Spiderinferno dipped his head, welcoming the spirit. She returned it, though her eyes were narrowed.
"You failed," she jerked her head towards the Illuminist, Foxshine, then at each of the Glows, "you utterly failed." Silverpelt and Witherdrift exchanged looks, franticly trying to remember what they had done wrong. Foxshine looked nervous. The blue eyed cat then lashed her tail and snarled.
"Remember Sweetdreams? Weren't you supposed to perform a ceremony?" After Silvermoon spoke, Witherdrift widened her eyes, looking between the chosen Rising Fire- who had not been renamed yet- and the annoyed founder. Foxshine stammered out an apology, asking what they could do to make up for it. Silverpelt looked horrified that they forgot. Briskly, she turned her gaze at Onyxburn.
"And you, Rising Fire. You just had to have chosen the worst possible candidate to be with." she huffed, then walked over to Sweetdreams, who had been standing in shock, not sure whether to intervene. Swiftly, she raked a paw over his face, causing him to jump back.
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