BloodClan is not an official Clan, but more of a loosely organized group of alley cats who live together in Twolegplace for mutual protection from Twolegs. They mostly feed on Twoleg trash. Live prey is scarce, except for the occasional rat. They don't have an "official" deputy, but usually there is a second cat in hand that takes over while the unofficial leader is gone. They do not have a medicine cat, and the elders, queens, and kits are never cared for; if a cat can't hunt for itself, then that cat will die. This might indicate that BloodClan follows a social Darwinism. This changed when Blue rose to be leader, and gave BloodClan an official unification to become stronger over other forces, dogs, and twolegs. Now that her son Flog has taken over, it is unknown if the kits and elders will be safe anymore.
About BloodClan
Cats are required to live on their own, and living in family groups is forbidden, given Flog’s concern that some cats will join together against him. Mothers are forced to train their kits, teaching them how to hunt, fight, and generally everything basic. At the age of twelve moons, kits leave their mothers, so they are forced to rely on Flog. If a mother fails to do this, them and their kits will be unprotected and forced to leave BloodClan.
BloodClan cats do not have a belief in StarClan or the warrior code. Because of this, the leader does not have the nine lives granted to Clan leaders. Many cats of BloodClan impale their collars with teeth of cats and even dogs, wearing them like trophies and making them appear more intimidating. Flog, plus some BloodClan cats who are high in rank in Flog's guard have their claws reinforced with dogs' teeth. Unlike the forest Clans, they call twolegs "flatfaces" and monsters "stunners" because of the phenomenal way their lights make a cat stop in the road and stare at it.
Most of the cats who join are either forced too, or have no other choice due to the dangers in the city that are far from the safety of the forest. They often call the forest Clans soft, because they have no idea what hard life is like until a paw is placed on the cold depths of the city.
Founder of BloodClan: Unknown, but the first known leader was Scourge.
Current Leaders: Flog and Blue
BloodClan cats do not have a belief in StarClan or the warrior code. Because of this, the leader does not have the nine lives granted to Clan leaders. Many cats of BloodClan impale their collars with teeth of cats and even dogs, wearing them like trophies and making them appear more intimidating. Flog, plus some BloodClan cats who are high in rank in Flog's guard have their claws reinforced with dogs' teeth. Unlike the forest Clans, they call twolegs "flatfaces" and monsters "stunners" because of the phenomenal way their lights make a cat stop in the road and stare at it.
Most of the cats who join are either forced too, or have no other choice due to the dangers in the city that are far from the safety of the forest. They often call the forest Clans soft, because they have no idea what hard life is like until a paw is placed on the cold depths of the city.
Founder of BloodClan: Unknown, but the first known leader was Scourge.
Current Leaders: Flog and Blue
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Territory:
BloodClan lives in Twolegplace, where the ground is hard, there are many noises, and the stench of Twolegs and their monsters fills the air. To Clan cats who are completely used to the forest, walking through the dirty alleys in Twolegplace is like being deaf, blind, and lame; and forced to follow a BloodClanner, like a kit trailing helplessly after its mother. In the town where BloodClan lives, there are many, many, cats, and live prey is scarce. Near the Twolegplace where BloodClan lives, there is a Thunderpath, and a park. Basically, wherever BloodClan cats are in the city, they claim it theirs. They are very vicious to any other group of cats, or a cat in general in their path because the hard work for food makes them more power hungry every single day.
Camp- A dark alleyway with a large garbage dump in the middle where Flog addresses BloodClan. Some say when the moon is shining, it reflects off of his blue eye and you can see the terror of his evil.
Dump- A large metal box in the center of camp where flatfaces throw extra food away that the BloodClanners can eat.
Garbage Pile- A pile of garbage that is one of the few places the cats hide in when a flatface comes by.
Trash Cans- Another place for shelter. It is dangerous because they can roll out in the stunners' path and can be hit with enough force to break every bone in a cat's body.
Old Crematory- A broken window on the side of an abandoned building leads to this closed in room. During the winter time some cats sleep in here, but since they don't like sleeping together most of the time only a couple get the cozy room.
Sewage Pipe- The entrances of this large pipe is just outside of camp, where the cats can crawl in and hunt for rats if they aren't scared of diseases.
BloodClan lives in Twolegplace, where the ground is hard, there are many noises, and the stench of Twolegs and their monsters fills the air. To Clan cats who are completely used to the forest, walking through the dirty alleys in Twolegplace is like being deaf, blind, and lame; and forced to follow a BloodClanner, like a kit trailing helplessly after its mother. In the town where BloodClan lives, there are many, many, cats, and live prey is scarce. Near the Twolegplace where BloodClan lives, there is a Thunderpath, and a park. Basically, wherever BloodClan cats are in the city, they claim it theirs. They are very vicious to any other group of cats, or a cat in general in their path because the hard work for food makes them more power hungry every single day.
Camp- A dark alleyway with a large garbage dump in the middle where Flog addresses BloodClan. Some say when the moon is shining, it reflects off of his blue eye and you can see the terror of his evil.
Dump- A large metal box in the center of camp where flatfaces throw extra food away that the BloodClanners can eat.
Garbage Pile- A pile of garbage that is one of the few places the cats hide in when a flatface comes by.
Trash Cans- Another place for shelter. It is dangerous because they can roll out in the stunners' path and can be hit with enough force to break every bone in a cat's body.
Old Crematory- A broken window on the side of an abandoned building leads to this closed in room. During the winter time some cats sleep in here, but since they don't like sleeping together most of the time only a couple get the cozy room.
Sewage Pipe- The entrances of this large pipe is just outside of camp, where the cats can crawl in and hunt for rats if they aren't scared of diseases.
Camp
Garbage Pile
Trash Cans
Old Crematory
Sewage Pipes
Leader
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Flog:
Flog is a large, muscular white tom with a shinny yet scarred coat. He has one blue eye, and one brown eye that both each seem to glow in a different persona. Most say that his brown eye gives away his strong-willed and persistant stubborn personality. But his ice-blue eye glows with a vile shine that sinks terror into a cat’s mind. He is extremely ambitious, persistent and determined which is shown through a power hungry, controlling attitude. Flog will work for what he wants and control will unjustified reasons. This is obvious to any onlooker. He never gives up, which is a good trait that was and always has been used badly by him. The key to this success is his flexibility. He is able to re-survey a situation and take a different approach if necessary. This makes him adaptable and versatile. Flog is a fierce competitor, combined with his powers of observation, obsession, and his excellent memory. He will recall facts, bring them to the table at the time of need and unneeded. He will win his way, usually unfairly. Flog is excellent at restoring order to a chaotic situation, making one think there might be a hint of good in his heart but he is just as capable of manipulating for his own greed and benefit. Flog is extremely dangerous. He uses his powers to benefit only him and step on other cats in order to satisfy his own greed. This is the last cat you would want to corner you in a dark alleyway where you will never be seen again.
Flog is a large, muscular white tom with a shinny yet scarred coat. He has one blue eye, and one brown eye that both each seem to glow in a different persona. Most say that his brown eye gives away his strong-willed and persistant stubborn personality. But his ice-blue eye glows with a vile shine that sinks terror into a cat’s mind. He is extremely ambitious, persistent and determined which is shown through a power hungry, controlling attitude. Flog will work for what he wants and control will unjustified reasons. This is obvious to any onlooker. He never gives up, which is a good trait that was and always has been used badly by him. The key to this success is his flexibility. He is able to re-survey a situation and take a different approach if necessary. This makes him adaptable and versatile. Flog is a fierce competitor, combined with his powers of observation, obsession, and his excellent memory. He will recall facts, bring them to the table at the time of need and unneeded. He will win his way, usually unfairly. Flog is excellent at restoring order to a chaotic situation, making one think there might be a hint of good in his heart but he is just as capable of manipulating for his own greed and benefit. Flog is extremely dangerous. He uses his powers to benefit only him and step on other cats in order to satisfy his own greed. This is the last cat you would want to corner you in a dark alleyway where you will never be seen again.
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Blue:
Blue is a sleek black she-cat with very distinctive ice-blue eyes, and known best for that. She is pretty small, and very gorgeous for a cat who has lived in the city for so long. Blue is a mysterious feline, filled with contradictions. She is always seeking a new adventure. She can be hostile, and indifferent; she is very good at giving an impression. She has a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior. She can come out of their shell and fight but they can also hide in their shell and back away back into the depths of the darkness. She is very unpredictable. With Blue, there is always something more that meets the eye, for she is always partially hidden behind her little shell. She has a deep psyche and intuitive mind that is hidden from the world. Blue is secretly deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why she has her defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others. She is a nurturer who surrounds herself with other cats even without making it seem like she does, whom after a while can offend or hurt her. Blue is very complicated; when she is hurt she often likes being off on her own independently. This needlessly prolongs the pain and suffering. Blue is very driven to get what she wants and disserves. Blue, even if she doesn’t know it is a wonderful mother. No one knows her for being one because of what Flog turned into. She has excellent memory and is very observant and can read others very well. With her strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, she will have great success in anything she undertakes. Blue was once BloodClan’s first leader but was overtaken by her son’s power. BloodClan is only the second “Clan” she originates from; as a kit she was raised with her father’s gang but ran off to find her own place and power. Often times she will sit at the edge of the city in the street she first wandered too as a kit, and questions herself if she has truly found her right place yet.
Blue is a sleek black she-cat with very distinctive ice-blue eyes, and known best for that. She is pretty small, and very gorgeous for a cat who has lived in the city for so long. Blue is a mysterious feline, filled with contradictions. She is always seeking a new adventure. She can be hostile, and indifferent; she is very good at giving an impression. She has a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior. She can come out of their shell and fight but they can also hide in their shell and back away back into the depths of the darkness. She is very unpredictable. With Blue, there is always something more that meets the eye, for she is always partially hidden behind her little shell. She has a deep psyche and intuitive mind that is hidden from the world. Blue is secretly deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why she has her defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others. She is a nurturer who surrounds herself with other cats even without making it seem like she does, whom after a while can offend or hurt her. Blue is very complicated; when she is hurt she often likes being off on her own independently. This needlessly prolongs the pain and suffering. Blue is very driven to get what she wants and disserves. Blue, even if she doesn’t know it is a wonderful mother. No one knows her for being one because of what Flog turned into. She has excellent memory and is very observant and can read others very well. With her strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, she will have great success in anything she undertakes. Blue was once BloodClan’s first leader but was overtaken by her son’s power. BloodClan is only the second “Clan” she originates from; as a kit she was raised with her father’s gang but ran off to find her own place and power. Often times she will sit at the edge of the city in the street she first wandered too as a kit, and questions herself if she has truly found her right place yet.
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Crow:
You look at Crow and you wonder how she could have been named so. Her pelt is a wispy, creamy white, gossamer as shadow. Her eyes are a light, dancing brown, the color of dry earth, but prettier. When she runs, it's like she's flying, she's so fast. But, like all cats, Crow has faults and Crow has secrets. One of Crow's biggest faults is that she doesn't allow herself to get close. It's a survival thing, really, something to keep her from getting hurt. She doesn't trust herself not to screw everything up in a relationship, so she just doesn't let herself get too involved. She's fighting off a threat with two or three other cats? Well that's all and good; she'll thank them, maybe politely converse, and then move on. With no close friends or family, you might think that Crow would be in a rather lonely disposition...And she is, but she rarely feels remorseful about it. Sometimes, though, if you catch her in the right mood, she might be thinking about the whole thing, and asking herself why. Though maybe some cat can break through to her heart. She is a somewhat loyal member of Bloodclan.
You look at Crow and you wonder how she could have been named so. Her pelt is a wispy, creamy white, gossamer as shadow. Her eyes are a light, dancing brown, the color of dry earth, but prettier. When she runs, it's like she's flying, she's so fast. But, like all cats, Crow has faults and Crow has secrets. One of Crow's biggest faults is that she doesn't allow herself to get close. It's a survival thing, really, something to keep her from getting hurt. She doesn't trust herself not to screw everything up in a relationship, so she just doesn't let herself get too involved. She's fighting off a threat with two or three other cats? Well that's all and good; she'll thank them, maybe politely converse, and then move on. With no close friends or family, you might think that Crow would be in a rather lonely disposition...And she is, but she rarely feels remorseful about it. Sometimes, though, if you catch her in the right mood, she might be thinking about the whole thing, and asking herself why. Though maybe some cat can break through to her heart. She is a somewhat loyal member of Bloodclan.
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Foglight:
A small brown and white tabby she-cat with pale green eyes. She stopped growing around 6 moons old so she will always look like a kit; but she is fearless, dauntless, and brave. She came from the same city Blue originated from, and is used to putting up with pouty cats since she grew up with two litters of 6 cats. This put her in the atmosphere that makes her the domineering she-cat she is today. Foglight is very adventurous and always likes to take time away from the city and stay on her own for a day or two. If anyone has seen the land beyond what paws have ever reached, it would be Foglight. She has spent a lot of her kithood running away from her past until she decided to stay in BloodClan’s city so she decided to have a place to settle down more often. A lot mistake this independent she-cat as a loner because she enjoys the silence, but on the inside of her hard shell she likes a little bit of company.