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I made this banner for Darkrain, because she just did us as IvisionFree. MEOW!

CCC Clannies

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CCC clannies is a new program. It is specailly made for WC people, Far and Shore clans. There are catland features (bonus stuff) and Personal cboxes. (since we don't have PM on here, we use cboxes :%

Cats can visit each other. This is also a contact directory. We include websites,email, and anyother way of contacting. This is our "phonebook". It is "printed" monthly.

All cats who want to add, just reply.

Click on the title to go straight to Clannies! 8D
Golden...

Co-author Contest

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Awsome stories by my co-authors:
Disclaimer: warriors and all related items are property of erin hunter and varriouous publishers. I am making no money, and I do not own anything, except the plot, which will be sharred among 2 other people than me. The cat steped into the light, moonlight shining down on his round face. "Your son? And who might that be?" he asked, cocking his head. His eyes looked harmless, and his fur lie flat, but Princess was ready for attack, her back was arched and her fur bristled. "Ravenpaw," she answerd coldly. "What have you done with him?" she asked, hissing. He gave a sly smile. "Ravenpaw? Follow me.." the tom smiled. The she-cat heastatated before joining him. "The name's Barley.." he meowed in a sweet tone. "Princess.." she answerd, with out a hint of emotion in her voice. They stopped in front of a barn. "What is this?" she asked, hoping her son didn't live in this..barn. "This?" Barley asked,"It is our home, where we sleep, eat.." "I KNOW what a home is," she snapped. "Just..take me to my son.." she whisperd, tears about to fill up in her glossy green eyes. The last time she had seen him was when he was a kitten. "You okay?" he asked, turning to face her. "Fine," she mutterd, choked up. He just shrugged and went in a little crack. Princess followed, fur flowing behind her. "Mom?" she heard a voice meow. "Ravvenpaw?" she asked back. It was dark, and her eyes hadn't quite adjusted. She suddenly felt a broad head on her shoulder. "Mom.." he meowed. Pincess could almost see him smiling. He lifted his head up. "You've grown..A LOT since I last saw you..." she smiled. The grown tom was much bigger than her. He gave a small smile then asked, "Are you hungry?" "Ummm...yeah, I guess.." she leapt up on the hay stack and layed down. She heard a sqeeeeeeeeeak which made her jerk her head up. She saw Ravenpaw approch her and laid down the mouse. "Try it!" he smiled. "I live on the stuff.." Princess took a breath, then took a bite. It was soo good, she immediantly ripped off another bite. "Good!" she said, her mouth half full. She gulped it down, then ripped off another bite. "Can you see how we live off it?" Pricess swallowed and cocked her head. "We?" "Yeah, me and Barley!" "Barley.." she mutterd. "What's wrong with him? He is a REAL nice guy.." Ravenpaw commetted. "Nothing's wrong with him," she looked out side. "Oh crud! My owners are going to be home any time now!" she quickly licked her sons cheek, and raced out. A suddend thought struck her. Barley..I like him...A LOT...no, love.. she shook it off. She trotted to her house, troubles of Barley still taking over her mind.
That story was by Sunset and Co. Very nice story. Well written.
Here it is and I hope you like it------Also, I added a few things to the disclaimer to make it must clearer and more iron-clad...*mother says I should be a lawyer*Princess ran down her driveway. Her masters were gone, and she was taking off to meet Ravenpaw, her son. When she got there, she was surprised to see a fat cat sitting in the sun. He leapt to his paws at the sight of her. "How may I help you, my gouges she-cat?"She scratched him. "I am NOT your she-cat! Where’s my son?!" she demanded, tail lashing about angrily. Princess was hissing with fury, ready to fight to get her son. The fat cat grinned menacingly, "I might know...Depends...""Depends on what!?" screeched the she-cat. She unsheathed her claws proudly as her masters had not declawed her like most masters would. The fat cat continued to grin, "Oh, nothing...Just first tell me...What are you doing out in the forest?" Princess arched her back and resumed hissing as the fat cat inquired. "I already told you, mouse-brain! I'm looking for my son!" The fat cat did not appear in pain from the scratch, but just stood there, grinning stupidly. "My name is Nightsky..." he meowed, stepping from the shadows showing his dark grey colors, "What's yours?"Princess lunged at Nightsky, scraping his nose with her claws while she pinned him to the earth. "Go away!" She screeched, whilst Nightsky's blood flowed to the earth from his, now, numerous marks. "Tell me where my son is!" Nightsky mewed pitifully as Princess's claws cut deep marks on his head, shoulder, and belly, "Fa'm!" The she-cat’s paws were closing off his throat hence his muffled response. The word meant 'farm'. Angry, Princess threw one last blow at Nightsky, ire pulsating throughout her. This cut a long gash parallel to his flank. The furious mother then raced off through the woods, picking up speed as she went till her paws felt like they might slide out from under her. "Ravenpaw!" she cried, "Ravenpaw! Where are you?" She continued this until she came upon a meadow, thick with flowers. She gasped for breath, not being used to such runs. Surely the farm would be on the other side of this meadow, she thought.The barn of the farm came into view as she walked slowly towards it, tired from the running. “Oh, good heavens…this is long…” she mewed sadly. She didn’t know why, but she sensed something was terribly wrong with her son, so she had to reach him.The barn was empty when she entered it, but Princess detected a very strong odor of blood. She wrinkled up her nose at the foul stench. She may have been a kittypet, but she knew what was a bad sign. The pretty she-cat carefully sniffed at the wood boards to try and find what had happened here. Her gut feeling told her to keep quiet as she was examining the area. The reek of blood intensified as she climbed the rafters and boards to the hayloft. She didn’t see anything at first. Then, Princess noticed a depression in the center of the largest bale of hay…a great red stain surrounded it.“Ravenpaw!” shrieked his mother. She rushed out towards the unmoving mass, tears cascading from her eyes. She prodded the pitch-hued cat to see if any signs for life existed within. “No!” Her shock caused her to forget that she was to stay quiet.From the corner of her now blurred eyes, Princess saw something massive move towards her. Before the brave she-cat could defend herself, she was knocked to the ground, her fur now soaked in the blood surrounding her son’s body. Her body lay limp on hay, eyes closed…She was temporarily immobilized. Princess’s breathing was very slow and deep. The she-cat remained this way for a few moments before scrambling to her feet as soon as she could. The first sight was a large tawny tabby. He was scowling and hissing, crouched next to Ravenpaw’s lifeless body. “Who are you?” she meowed fiercely, arching her back and unsheathing her claws. The tabby did not speak, but jumped at her, attempting to repeat his last attack. This time, Princess was ready. She leapt up into the air as her foe came crashing down where she had been. Then she landed, claws unsheathed onto his back. She dug into his skin, while hissing and spitting loudly. The tom tried to reach around and pull her off, but couldn’t reach his back with his paws. After realizing that strategy’s futility, he used another tactic.The tom rolled to the side, landing hard on his back, smashing Princess into the sturdy hay bales. She did not let go, though, now biting hard into the back of his neck. After a few minutes of this one-sided match, the tom decided it best to “give up”. He went limp and Princess released her firm grip, leaping away with grace. She neared him cautiously, moving in a very slow manner. Princess prodded the tom with her paw gently, but suddenly, he jerked up, causing her to fly backwards from the shock. The tawny tabby came at her, this time for the kill. Princess was now desperate…She took one long claw and lashed out at his neck to try and save herself. He let out a gurgled cry as his main vein had been severed. Blood poured out rapidly with every beat of his strong heart. After a few moments, he collapsed, never to get up again. Princess breathed a sigh of relief, but then tears returned at the thought that this monstrous tom killed her son. She had never seen this tom before and could not understand why he would slay Ravenpaw…============Disclaimer: warriors and all related items are property of Erin Hunter and various publishers. I am making no money, and I do not own anything, except the plot, which will be shared between 2 other people than me. Any names that have been added, such as Nightsky, was something that just came from my head, if you or someone you know uses that name or character name, I apologize. Also, the tawny tabby is not Barley
That one was by Rubyfur. Awsome story. *judges at a table hold up signs saying 10, 10, and 01. One judge filps the 01 sign around to 10. Crowd goes wild. * Hehehe
Princess arched her back and hissed once more, " were is my son!" she snarled at him. the black and white tom sniffed the air and grinned. " Awfully brave for a kittypet, aren't you? Sure your twolegs haven't cut of your claws?" The tom hadn't seemed to have ment it meanly at all, perhaps he hadn't hurt Ravenpaw. " I still have my claws, tom. Incidently, do you know anything about a cat named Ravenpaw?" she mewed, still glaring fixedly at the tom. " Easy lass," he mewed kindly. " Your boys only gone for a bit of a hunting mission. Foods scarce these days, even in these parts." The tom arched his back and yawned comicaly, making the scarcity of food hard to believe. Unintentinally she giggled, still trying to fix her face in an angry posistion. " I'm Barley, by the way, what's your name?" he said with his odd drawling accent. " Princess," she mewed with a grudging smile. What could she say, this tom made her laugh. " Well Princess, let's go find that kit of yours. Maybe I can teach a kittypet like you to hunt mice.Right, thats the ending. A bit f a comical little peice. Just for fun you know, to give you a writing sample. Hope you like it!!
And that was by....REDHAWK! Nice story, good work Redhawk!

A pic...

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A pic...

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Another one....

A pic...

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Thats just a thumbnail!

OOC:

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Welcome to OOC! Talk about whatever here.

OOC TALK AREAS

001/Cats_are_cute/OOC
002/Shoreclan_New/OOC
003/Template/OOC
004/vote_for_cats_/OOC
005/cats_rock/OOC
006/Into_the_wild/OOC
007/Forest_of_Secrets/OOC
008/Fire_and_Ice/OOC
009/RP_is_not_the_nicest_in_blogs/OOC
010/Goldenstar_takes_Shoreclan/OOC
011/Darkrain_Shoreclan_Deputy/OOC
012/Rubystar_takes_Farclan/OOC
013/Day_2_till_Gathering/OOC
014/Day_3_till+Gathering/OOC
015/Gathering_canceled/OOC
016/Gathering_gonna_happen/OOC
017/Goldenstar's_Dissapearances/OOC
018/Smile01/OOC
019/Smile02/OOC
020/Smile03/OOC

Above you see OOC code 1-20. Choose one you want to discuss, and put it at the begining of your comment.

RP: Lake

2005-08-23T22:49:00.000-04:00

Rocks, lake, dock. All here. RP here!

Goldenstar sits alone on the dock, lonely. Her clan was made up of zero cats. How bad she longed for a deputy. She sighed. An idea came to her. Goldenstar jumped into the lake for a swim.

Navigation Help

2005-08-23T22:44:00.000-04:00

Here we go! So, here you are, staring at this blog, unsure what to do. First, go to the side bar, and look aroun in the preveious posts. Then if you wnat to RP, please start in a -hey hey, I'm on it- area marked RP. To talk OOC, go to a OOC area. Then, at the bottom are my affiliates. Try some, really great sites. Plus, download the warriors background. Okay, thats all you need to know.

Weekly Cat

2005-08-23T22:07:00.000-04:00

VERSION 2.0 IS UP!
BIG thanks to everyone at Catshop Pro Tonight!
Guess what? The header and stuff for Version 2.0 of Shoreclan is up! So, who wants to join version 2.0? -pokes- Anyone? Also, our photo contest, new info:
Reply to this post. I will Adimin you. This is only so you can post your pic! I will be watching you...so, do not touch this stuff. Also, Catshop Pro is gonna start their own blog, so lets have a round of applause for them! *crowd goes wild.* Now *shut up crowd!*, our poetry contest, I have recieved many questions about. I will start an FAQ soon. Go there if you have a question. Also, Gathering- I haven't recieved any items saying that you all wanted to go, plus there are no cats in Farclan. Unless both clans get loads of members, GATHERING IS CANCELED! Come on people! Gatherings are fun! Did I metion all the cool things you get? Like Admin powers for a day? Or OOC talking afterwards? I'd sign up now, if I were you.
RPG Rules
You wanna RP? So, here is my code. FOLLOW IT!

"I hate you, Dumbtail!" Meow(*) Nope, just our characters! Meow() **Goldenstar scratches Dumbtail** *maniac laugh*

Meow (*) means you are going OOC.
Meow() means you are going BIC.
**action** means action your character does.
*action* means sarcastic action you do. Not for real!

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Here it is:

Join, PLEASE!!!!!!!!

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Gathering today!!!
No one is going....whaaaaaaaa! I'll be the only cat there! Please join Shoreclan of Farclan, Starclan begs you!! After you do join, post here!

Affiliate

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Here is our button:
Link: http://catsofshoreclan.blogspot.com/

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Here is the sample images, do not, repeat, DO NEVER EVER EVER NO NO NO NO NUNCA ZERO NOTHING NOT use these in the contest.
Images using template 1:

See? Very simple. Don't use the gray border, please!!

Note: See Tigerclan? I'd prefer edited stuff.

I can't find my template 2 stuff, so, i will post later...

Templates for Photo Contest

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Please use this template in the Shoreclan contest:

Shoreclan Contest: Requires a good photo editor and shoreclan membership.
1.Save image.
2.Open is MS paint or some other program....
3. Paste your pic into the field....
send to Goldenstar.

Please use this template in Multiclan contest:

Requires Shoreclan mebership and a good photo editor.

Same as above.

Gathering List

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Our first gathering! Farclan has the rules, you might wanna read them before posting at the Gathering.
Sooooo, whos going to the Gathering you ask?
{Leader}Goldenstar
{Deputy}
{Medicince cat} THIS GATHERING, the medicine cat stays home.
{Warrior1}
{warrior2}
{Warrior3}
{Warrior4}
{Warrior5}
{Apprentice1}
{Apprentice2}
{Apprentice3}
{Elder1}
{Elder2}
{Elder3}
{Elder4}
{Queen1}
{Queen2}
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So...in order that you arrive, you may take your place and attend the gathering.
JJJJJJJJ

I'm back!

2005-08-22T17:08:00.000-04:00

Hi, all! I'm back! So, I just read Forest of Secrets, well, at least i am reading it, and anyways, Its a reeeeeeally good book! written by erin hunter. I am also writing my first warriors fanfiction, and looking for a co author. Haha. So, thats all for now!

Warrior Code

2005-08-19T16:22:00.000-04:00

Cats of Shoreclan! May I present you th warrior code!

Obey the cats in a higher ranking than you.
Stay in your own dens.
Do not post any abusive,hateful,mean,adult, content on here. This is a Warriors site, meant to be a fun place to RPG as cats.
I do not own Warriors! It all belongs to Erin Hunter.
Please, if you post PG13 stuff, put it in dark red text, with a warning ahead of it. See 6.
blahblahblah.... PG13 content ahead...this is were you would post PG13 stuff...back to G.
Do as you are told.

Thanx,

Goldenstar.