the society.
Welcome to The Society. This is a sofisticated anti-clan. The Society doesn't just randomly go around killing cats.
how you found us... click to show/hide You're wandering freely, farther than you usually would from your alliance or home. After a stretch of barren land, mangled swamp trees, and foresty terrain, a small mountain perches north of you. You look at your paws, which are plastered with yucky mud. The ground appears firm ahead, so you travel there. As you wipe the muck on the grass, your attention gaze sweeps over the land. They widen and shine with curiousity as you discover an old, ancient city which was abandoned by twolegs seasons and moons ago. You walk toward it, hoping you could spend the night after your long journey. The scent of death and cats is not noticeable to you as you walk along. The unnoticed cats have already hidden, waiting in the shadows for orders to attack. A single sillhouette stalks you with pleasure. You freeze, and the air turns dead cold with your heart beating madly. The only voice heard is quiet, cruel, and slightly high pitched. It's almost even robot-like; humor lingered in her words but not her tone. "Welcome. I assume you've come a long way to join, correct?" You don't respond, as you are shaking with fear. Would these cats dare to kill you? "No? Oh well." You realize the voice is coming from behind, and you sweep around to face her. It's too late, though, because you only see her tail evaporating back into darkness. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you... Hurt is just an understatement." Your eyes widen when you think they're going to kill you. "Don't kill me..." you whisper almost silently. "Of course I won't kill you." She hesitated. "That's a job for the rest of them."
Your voice is shaky when you finally speak again. "W-who are you?" You desperatley look around. Your gaze returns to it's original position, and she's sitting right in front of you. The cat grins, revealing sharp and bloodstained teeth. Her eyes are narrowed coldly, but she's still smiling. "That won't matter now... You're here. Tell me now, why are you here?" You look at your paws again, making a quick decision. "To join," you say firmly. Madrid looks at you in surprise, and her fur seems to relax. Your's does, too. "Alright then... Prepare the slaves for their new roommate." rules.
rules... click to show/hide ooc. -the little story above is totally optional, so you don't have to read it -embers can join out of character or in character -if you join in character, you will start out as a slave and work your way up -high positions are chosen in character for the most part -follow the site's rules -please stay active -no powerplaying/godmodding -don't mini-mod--unless you are a staffer -characters cannot have clan names, as this is an anti-clan -have fun and enjoy! ic. -some ic rules can be broken, but there are punishments that follow -respect all high positions -slaves cannot be mates with cats that are not slaves -slaves are fed last -cats found on territory are to be taken to camp -at least one kit per little will be sacraficed [cannot be broken] ranks.
ranks... click to show/hide character name - gender - pelt color - roleplayer Names underlined are considered high positions. monarch; this is the ruler of the society. highly respected. can be male or female. 1/1 madrid - she-cat - silver ocicat - ... jυѕт ѕĸeтcн ιт. ♛ head member; the head member of the clan. like the depty of a clan. 0/1 herb & herb's pupil; these would be the medicine cats. they heal, take care of, help with births, and are generally the nicest in the clan. 0/2 mothers; the kit-bearers. they are either pregnant with or nursing kits. must return to former rank once kits stop nursing. 0/unlimited members; just regular cats of the society. they hunt and fight for the alliance. 0/unlimited pupils; apprentices. they are assigned a member to teach them. become full members at around 10 moons. 0/unlimited kits; kits. it can't get much simpler than that. they become pupils at 3 moons. 0/unlimited other.
other... click to show/hide religion. The Society believes in a god named Malvern. Malvern requires sacrafices of live cats each moon. He is known to give the clan good luck, and sends the Herbs prophecies that warn the clan. There is no specific religion, but they also reffer to the Spirits sometimes. The Spirits are the followers of Malvern. territory. If you read the story, you would know that The Society lives on a small mountain. It has few trees, but many bushes and boulders. A stream trickles through the territory, which is a valuable resource for sick cats and Herbs. Their camp is an ancient, abandoned city created by Twolegs countless seasons before. They have general prey, but no squirrels. form.
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