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Post by Eveningshadow on Nov 10, 2019 13:41:11 GMT -5
Mistpaw rolled his eyes playfully at Honeypaw's words. He nodded in agreement with Birchpaw. As they approached Vanishing Falls, the mist from their spray grew thick. The grey tom breathed deeply, loving the feeling of the dewdrops on his fur, however cold. Doing so, he caught a stale scent of wolf. It was to be expected, since the wolves frequented the area. I wonder what a fox would be doing, doesn't it know wolves are found here? His outline began to break up in the mist, making him nearly impossible to see as his silky fur blended in with the vapor. His luminescence only added to the effect. "Remember to keep an eye put for wolves..." he whispered.
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Nov 10, 2019 14:49:30 GMT -5
Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Nov 10, 2019 14:49:30 GMT -5
✦ Apprentice's Den ✦ 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 's Birchpaw && Eveningshadow 's Mistpaw ✦ "Stay curious, stay weird, stay kind and don't let anyone ever tell you you aren't smart or brave or worthy enough."
She slowed a bit to bump into Mistpaw, smiling playfully. “You guys are way too tense! Wolves? Foxes? Ha! We got this under c-o-n-t-r-o-l.” Adding to her confidence she commented teasingly. “As long as you’re with me, you guys will be safe.”
Of course, it was meant as a joke, and it was easily readable through her face and tone. Though Honeypaw had studied battle moves—sometimes accompanying Birchpaw or Mistpaw on their daily training duties—she somewhat understood no cat alone was a match for any of the predators listed. The healer flexed her claws, feeling the grains of dirt seep through her furry toes. That wasn’t to mean she was no way going down without a fight! The rushing stream met her ears before she could spot it. Gaze suddenly attentive, she looked both ways and that. “Alright, I’m going to look for juniper,” she announced. “You guys hunt around here and we meet back at this specific point, alright?” Honeypaw traced a large circle on the pebbly soil. On a different circumstance, she would’ve drank a little bit of water, but she wasn’t yet thirsty so she left it to the boys in case they were. She stalked off in search of the tiny berries that cured stomaches.
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Nov 10, 2019 15:09:37 GMT -5
| Birchpaw | Apprentice | | With Honeypaw & Mistpaw | ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע & Eveningshadow | | The Vanishing Falls |
Birchpaw rolled his eyes at the thought that the carelessness of Honeypaw. "Even if we got this under control, Honeypaw there are wolves and a fox nearby! Anything could happen. Don't let your guard down, princess." He stated teasingly, but hidden behind the light tone was a clear coat of worry. It wasn't safe in this area and despite Honeypaw's requests for them to leave, Birchpaw still felt the need to stay by her side. He turned his broad cranium to Mistpaw and sighed. "I suppose we could. We'll be in the area if you need us though. Just yell okay?" By then, the bold she-cat had been walking off towards the river. Birchpaw's fluorescence glowed in the misted atmosphere. He let out a low grunt, "Mistpaw, instead of hunting should we look around for the fox? I think we should try to make sure it's nowhere close, but, we can always hunt too."
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Post by Eveningshadow on Nov 10, 2019 15:18:17 GMT -5
Mistpaw nodded. "A quick perimeter check wouldn't hurt any cat." Looking up at the cliff, he thought he saw a pair of gleaming green eyes quickly turn away, and a large shadow move over the edge away from them. Too large for a fox. It did not seem to be in a threatening manner, so he ignored it. Mistpaw stalked over to the cliff side to begin his search, moving away from the river and Honeypaw, though keeping one ear swiveled towards her just in case.
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Nov 10, 2019 17:06:34 GMT -5
Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Nov 10, 2019 17:06:34 GMT -5
✦ Apprentice's Den ✦ 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 's Birchpaw && Eveningshadow 's Mistpaw ✦ "Stay curious, stay weird, stay kind and don't let anyone ever tell you you aren't smart or brave or worthy enough."
Her dainty paws stepped delicately over smooth pebbles and soaked themselves along the icy chill of the shoreline. She kept her eyes peeled and ears pricked for danger, though otherwise did not seemed perturbed absence of her two friends.
The femme’s whiskers twitched, detecting the sweet smell of what she was after. Picking up the pace, she fell across the bristly bush, heavily colored in shades of blue from the small berries that hung from their protruding branches. “Ah-hah!”
Taking a nearby leaf, she placed it gently beneath the bush and started plucking berries onto its surface. That way, she could carry an abundance easily back to camp.
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 10, 2019 17:33:37 GMT -5
《OOC -> okay I am off work now, can someone give me a update please》
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Nov 10, 2019 17:53:51 GMT -5
(Mistpaw, Honeypaw, and Birchpaw are out in the territory. Not 100% sure what they are doing, hunting for herbs I think?)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Nov 10, 2019 19:25:32 GMT -5
(Is anyone alive?)
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Nov 10, 2019 19:42:41 GMT -5
| Birchpaw | Apprentice | | With Honeypaw & Mistpaw | ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע & Eveningshadow | | The Vanishing Falls |
Birchpaw jumped to the she-cat's exclaimed and quickly turned around to see if she was okay. But, as it turned out, she had found her herbs like she said she would. The fighter let out a sigh of relief before turning his attention back to Mistpaw and walking alongside him. The scent had definitely faded, so nothing was nearby that could ambush them. His ears twitched in thought before gently tapping his tail on his fellow apprentice's shoulder. "Hey Mistpaw. Do you smell anything? I can't find a scent anymore." He paused for a second, looking around to see if anybody was nearby. It seemed that it was still too early to be outside camp like this. After all, the code made it seem like being out late or early was dangerous either or. It never stopped Birchpaw from going, rather, it made him paranoid even further. "Maybe we should just hunt? I know you caught something on the way here but maybe I could carry two things while you carry one?" The combatant proposed with a smile. He warily turned back around to check on Honeypaw, only to see her gently plucking the juniper away from it's stems. He sighed, worried about leaving her. Despite the scent fading, Birchpaw still didn't want to leave Honeypaw behind.
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Post by Eveningshadow on Nov 10, 2019 19:53:40 GMT -5
"I can carry two also, you aren't that much bigger than me," Mistpaw teased. "Yeah let's hunt, it seems safe around here despite all the stale wolf scent. We should report the fox once we get back though." Despite their willingness to hunt, Mistpaw hasn't smelled any prey scents. Probably from the wolves... he thought. "Why don't we try those trees over there?" He pointed with his nose to the grove of trees the opposite of the cliff. "There's bound to be something there." Moonfeather Camp Open
A large yawn split the warrior's jaws as she rose out of her nest, the chill of leaf-fall cutting into the warmth of her nest. Shaking out her midnight fur, Moonfeather padded outside the den and began to groom the moss scraps off of her.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Nov 10, 2019 20:18:50 GMT -5
Brooktail - Camp: Warriors' Den Brooktail turned her head as Moonfeather padded out of the den. She nodded to the younger warrior. "Good morning," she said speaking softly. "Did you rest well last night?" Turning her head further, the she-cat began to clean her haunches and tail. As always, it was slightly tangled from the night. Long fur could be a right pain at times.
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Nov 10, 2019 20:53:32 GMT -5
Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Nov 10, 2019 20:53:32 GMT -5
✦ Apprentice's Den ✦ 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 's Birchpaw && Eveningshadow 's Mistpaw ✦ "Stay curious, stay weird, stay kind and don't let anyone ever tell you you aren't smart or brave or worthy enough." ✦ Brb while I finish my homework ;a;
As Honeypaw plopped down more berries into the leaf, the fur along her spine began to bristle. Her ears pricked as an ominous ambience set into an otherwise peaceful one. Something was watching her. Immediately on guard, the medicine cat took a step back from the bush, ears pricked and ready to identify where the danger originated from. Something snapped behind her and she rolled against the ground, feeling the air of a rushing predator miss her by a hair-length. She jolted back onto her paws, ears flattened.
In front of her stood a fox, its wild eyes slitted and its tail bristled out in hunger. Its breath was rancid, shooting forward through gaps in its yellowed teeth. Ribs poked out from its ragged pelt. Honeypaw’s reaction? Immediately smack the thing’s snout with unsheathed claws. For a moment, the beast recoiled, but it quickly turned into an aggressive snarl. The healer arched her back, coat fluffing out in a threatening display. The fox, unfazed, lunged forward again, causing her to duck to the side in retaliation. "Birchpaw! Mistpaw! I have a slight problem!" she yelled, alarmed. She kept her ground best she could, fluorescence flickering threateningly.
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Post by Eveningshadow on Nov 10, 2019 21:46:31 GMT -5
Moonfeather Camp
Moonfeather dipped her head in greeting. "Yes I have, what about you?" The chilly leaf-fall wind blew on her newly groomed fur giving her chills. She shivered for a second and swiped a paw over her ear as the chill bit at them.
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Nov 10, 2019 21:56:11 GMT -5
| Birchpaw | Apprentice | | With Honeypaw, Thundersnarl, Zephyrbee, & Mistpaw | ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע & Eveningshadow | | The Vanishing Falls |
He nodded his strong cranium in agreement to Mistpaw's words. He didn't like leaving the she-cat behind at all, but decided it was rather best that they let her focus. But just as his fur settled down and he relaxed, knowing that the fox scent was faded, Birchpaw's ears perked to a cry that sounded almost too familiar. He turned around, but sure enough, Honeypaw was now out of sight. He turned to Mistpaw and began to yell, trying to communicate over the sound of the loud crashes from the waterfall. "Mistpaw! Did you hear that? Or is that just me?" He questioned worriedly, hoping that the waterfall wasn't too overpowering. He tried to brush off the thought that maybe he was just being too overprotective, but this was seriously beginning to power him. He couldn't push it past his thoughts. "I think I heard Honeypaw! Maybe we should go back?"
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Zephyrbee groaned with annoyance as he continued to follow the scent with his comrade. If it was one thing, tracking down predators was something the deputy enjoyed doing, but it was rather, the process of tracking that was annoying. Especially if the sun was barely peaking up into their camp. "Well at least you were right about a fox on the territory Thundersnarl. I'm glad you told me about it." He complimented the male with a smile on his face. Having Thundersnarl tagged along was something he was thankful for, and when he mentioned catching a whiff of the fox, Zephyrbee couldn't resist taking over chasing the creature of out their lands. By now, Zephyrbee and Thundersnarl had been tracking this fox for about thirty minutes. It seemed that the enemy had been around during the night, and finally smelling the scents of the two males was prone to get it startled and run. However, as they began to make their way into the Vanishing Falls, Zephyrbee caught three familiar scents. His tail flicked in worry, still following the scent with a rather speedy pace. However, realizing where he actually was, only confirmed that it was the triplets he had grown up with as an apprentice. He let out a shaky breath as he knew Honeypaw was out here gathering juniper. He turned his slender cranium towards Thundersnarl. "Birchpaw, Mistpaw, and Honeypaw should be here. You don't think the fox is targeting them, do you? I mean, after all, Mistpaw and Birchpaw are pretty big for their ages..."
Zephyrbee could only worry more and more about the three, and as he got closer to the scent and it got stronger, Zephyrbee realized what was about to happen when he caught a glimpse of orange hidden against the riverbank. His words were an attempt to warn her at the moment when the ball of citrus jumped towards the medic, however, he believed he was too far away for her to hear. "Honeypaw! ...Thundersnarl, with me!" Zephyrbee commanded before he began to race over to his... well, friend, almost immediately after he yelled. His legs began to beat the ground harder as he accelerated towards the two. In the moment, Zephyrbee's cold lime eyes never left the sight of the beautiful she-cat, so he saw her duck and swipe at the fox. His heart swelled with so many different emotions. He felt happy she hadn't gotten pounced on, but worry began to fill in immediately after when the fox began to emit a strange, yet, threatening noise from it's cavern. Zephyrbee had to admit, he was proud of how she was still alert, and was definitely impressed to a degree. However, this wasn't the time to admire the smart medic.
He noticed the fox begin to lower it's body to the floor and it's tail sway. He knew that the incoming attack would damage her pretty pelt, and before it could pounce or swipe, Zephyrbee jumped in front of Honeypaw, almost skipping when he landed. Instead, just as quickly as he arrived, his strong hindquarters bent down for a mere second before he sprang forward, launching himself at the fox and swiping at its eyes. He let out a hiss, his own fluorescence flashing as a warning, and he returned to his feet. Zephyrbee's fur was high on his back and he looked to Thundersnarl with a glint in his cold, pupil-slit eyes. "Thundersnarl, try to get it's backside while I get it's front. Unless you got any other ideas? We're going to try to scare it off! With you and I, it'll give up soon."
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Post by Eveningshadow on Nov 10, 2019 22:06:56 GMT -5
Mistpaw's ears perked at the distant mew, heard just above the sound of the crashing falls. "I heard it too, Honeypaw is in trouble!" He turned tail and raced back towards the river, only to see Zephyrbee, Thundersnarl, and Honeypaw confronting the fox. He quickly mewed to Birchpaw. "If we circle around and approach it from the side facing away from the cliff, the show of numbers may be enough to drive it out of the territory and away from camp!" He followed the river until they came level with the combatants. The mist favoring his pelt, he was barely visible as he came racing towards the fox to aid in the battle.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Nov 10, 2019 23:34:17 GMT -5
Brooktail - Camp: Warriors' Den The same breeze ruffled up a part of Brooktail's fur. She huffed in annoyance and moved to groom that spot as well. Moving closer to Moonfeather, the older warrior got a spot between the younger warrior's shoulders that was usually too difficult to reach. "I slept just as well as I could with Mouseskitter snoring in my ear." The she-cat leaned back with a teasing look on her face. She let out a fake, loud snort and let out a purr of laughter.
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 11, 2019 0:38:46 GMT -5
•◇•Cavepaw•◇• Apprentice Den || Open Wildfire* - 🦉The chilling breeze sent a shiver down Cavepaws spine."Mmmmhh" His low moan slowly rumbled forth. With the shiver having quickly drawn the tom from his deep slumber, small blinks revealed his golden eyes and he took a quick half eyes survey of his surroundings. Not seeing anyone upon first glance the marbled warrior-to-be stretched out in a luxurious manner, his large form taking up more space in the small den than it should. Cavepaw was startled when his paws began to press up against something soft, warm, and fuzzy. Whipping his head around he finally caught sight of Tinypaws small form just a couple nests away from his. Pulling his paws away he flattened his ears, one-hundred percent embarrassed by his rude behavior. "Oh I'm sorry Tinypaw, I thought I was all alone in here."
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 11, 2019 1:17:57 GMT -5
•◇•Stagfrost•◇• Camp/Leaders Den || Open Wildfire* - 🦉Having been awakened not long ago by the song birds that perched in the trees above camp Stagfrost took it upon himself to groom his tussled pelt. In the begining there were creamy tufts of fur stuck out every which way but after some laboured rasps it was finally returning to its usual silky form. Once finished the healer rose strongly to his paws and padded out of his den. Yesterday he had assessed his herb stores and today he needed to assess all his clanmates. The tom found that checking in on everyone once in a while helped to maintain their health in one way or another. The first cat on his list was none other than Ravenstar, the clans leader. Trotting confidently through camp he came to Ravenstars den and called out a greeting. "Ravenstar..? Are you awake?" He questioned sitting down at the entrance patiently awaiting a reply.
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 11, 2019 1:19:53 GMT -5
《OOC -> Anyone want to romp around with Creeksong or Briarsting?》
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Nov 11, 2019 16:16:45 GMT -5
half of my forms are done! let me know if i need to change anything! i'll finish the rest here in a little bit!
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Nov 11, 2019 16:53:24 GMT -5
Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Nov 11, 2019 16:53:24 GMT -5
✦ Vanishing Falls ✦ 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 's Zephyrbee, Birchpaw && Eveningshadow 's Mistpaw ✦ "Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings."
The patrol was proving productive thus far. Having taken up dawn patrol, the tom had been quick to pick up traces of fox. He reported proudly back to camp and was pleasantly surprised when Zephyrbee decided to immediately check on the borders. Already he was making a fine deputy, especially for one so young. The trek had involved mostly showing the young warrior where he had picked up the scent to begin with, then continuing from there to follow the tracks down towards the stream. Immediately he heard yelling, but the deputy was faster—running into the clutches of danger to protect… Honeypaw? For a moment, he wondered what a defenseless she-cat was doing out in the open with no guards, but out came two more apprentices. Ah, of course. The three musketeers, he mused in his head with amusement. But he immediately returned to the task at hand, lips drawing back to reveal white incisors. His massive figure stepped threatening towards the predator and on Zephyrbee’s command, he doubled back to circle it. The fox, realizing it was outnumbered, gave one last defeated snarl and ran through the stream and into open land.
“Do you want me to follow it?” the warrior asked with a smirk. “It’ll be my honor to bring it down. I’ll bring a piece of it back to camp.”
Thundersnarl would line his nest with its teeth.
&& ✦ Vanishing Falls ✦ 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 's Zephyrbee, Birchpaw && Eveningshadow 's Mistpaw ✦ "Stay curious, stay weird, stay kind and don't let anyone ever tell you you aren't smart or brave or worthy enough."
Honeypaw was hissing and spitting by the time Zephyrbee emerged and her heart soared for the deputy—not so much by his heroic entrance, but the fact that he was there. She watched as he batted the predator away. Her breath caught in her throat and everything was a slow blur, the deputy being the only thing fixated on her vision. She issued a dreamy sigh and he protected her from the thing, not at all fazed by the fact she had nearly been its snack. By the time it was yipping away, the medicine cat ran forward, her tail high in the air.
“That was amazing Zeph-Zephyrbee! The way you totally punched it in the face! And oh, you have perfect form.” She was staring at him with what very well could’ve been hearts in her eyes. Then she momentarily pushed away and waved down her friends. “Hey guys! Mistpaw you were right, some psycho fox did try to kill me! But it’s all good! No harm done.” She didn't at all sound scared, instead remaining bubbly and happy, partly due to her crush having swooped in for the rescuing.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Nov 11, 2019 17:39:32 GMT -5
Ravenstar - Camp: Leader' DenRavenstar lifted his ears. He had just sat down a bit ago and was counting the nights till the next new moon when it would disappear from the sky. Only a few nights left, he thought. The tuxedo wrapped his tail around his paws and sat up straighter, his ear tufts brushing the top of the den. "Yes, Stagfrost? Come in," he replied. Falconwing Tinypaw - Camp: Apprentices' DenThe tiny she-cat squeaked and fluffed up her fur. She gave Cavepaw an annoyed look but couldn't be truly mad at him. It had happened so many times, mostly cause she was small. She gave a sigh and a small smile. "It's ok, Cavepaw. Happens all the time. Plus, you're a lot bigger than me!" She teased. Padding out of the den, the apprentice glanced around to see others slowly beginning the morning routine. Her stomach began to growl but knew better than to grab something with her mentor's permission. Falconwing
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Nov 11, 2019 18:09:01 GMT -5
| Zephyrbee | Deputy | | With Thundersnarl, Honeypaw, & Mistpaw | ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע & Eveningshadow | | The Vanishing Falls |
Zephyrbee hissed one more time at the fox, spit flying onto the predator's auburn pelt. Footsteps began to approach and Zephyrbee could see the fear grow inside the fox's brown orbs. He watched with a stern expression and the fur on his back was still standing up as it began to look around the territory for an exit. Zephyrbee managed to get one last hit on the fox when it turned to run. His claws were unsheathed when he did so, and as it turned it's narrow cranium, leading its body away from the felines, he dug his claws into the fox's face, dragging it downwards and feeling the skin break beneath his touch. The fox let out a small yip in pain before managing to escape, and Zephyrbee chased after it for a few steps before watching it flee. Zephyrbee felt the warm spread to his cheeks in embarrassment from Honeypaw's compliment, but he remained calm. He turned his cranium back to the bigger male and Zephyrbee's cold, expressionless face revealed his lips turning upwards to form a smirk. "If you wish, Thundersnarl, then yes. If you need anyone else, go back to camp and take someone with you, perhaps Birchpaw and Mistpaw if they wish, but, Mistpaw, Birchpaw, you should go back to camp. Thundersnarl, I'll join you in a bit if you don't get to it before me. I need to stay behind and have a talk with Honeypaw."
He turned his attention back to the physician, and when everyone was out of his sight, his cold and strict demeanor turned into something way more relaxed than before. "T-Thank you Honey." He spoke with warmth in his voice. The deputy let out a deep purr and seemed to almost bounce while talking to her. "You did really well too! Sneaking out with Birchpaw and Mistpw pays off, am I right? I mean, the way it missed you by inches!" However, when he spoke, he thought about the possibilities of her getting hurt if she hadn't had ducked. Zephyrbee felt his happiness slowly fade out of his chest and into concern. "Although I'm really impressed-- you could've really hurt yourself! I'm extremely ha-- relieved that you managed to hold yourself out there but... Honeypaw you could've gotten hurt." His voice grew deeper and it seemed to be coated in worry. Zephyrbee looked down at his paws, evidently he was bothered to a degree, but his next words hadn't been thought out so carefully. "You shouldn't be so careless. What if I didn't make it on time and the fox pounced on you? He could've ripped you to pieces and you would've been crowfood." The athletic tom sighed, leaning in slowly, and in the process, he hesitated, observing the medic for any reactions, before gently rubbing his cheek against hers. "I don't want you to get hurt."
& | Birchpaw | Apprentice | | With Honeypaw, Thundersnarl, & Mistpaw | ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע & Eveningshadow | | The Vanishing Falls |
As soon as Mistpaw spoke, the white combatant had turned around and began to rush back towards Honeypaw. Worry began to spread through his body as he heard the snarling of the fox getting louder. However, when both, Honeypaw and the fox came into view, Birchpaw realized that Prince Charming himself, Zephyrbee, came to the rescue. Birchpaw smiled in relief before running to the fox's side, but right as the two toms arrived, the predator ran away. Birchpaw definitely looked like something threatening. His eyes were now in slits and his ears were pinned against the back of his head tightly. He also let out a hiss, his canines exposed as spit flew out. Birchpaw felt pride swell in his chest, despite not entirely fighting off the creature like Zephyrbee or Thundersnarl did, he was glad that their presence aided in scaring off the fox. He turned to Mistpw and gave his friend a grin, gently nudging his paw into the side of Mistpaw's ribs.
"Lookit Honeypaw and Zephyrbee." Birchpaw spoke low, afraid for the said femme to catch onto what he was saying and expose her feelings. He jumped to the sound of Zephyrbee's voice and nodded when the male ordered them back to camp. "You got it Zephyrbee. C'mon Mistpaw." Birchpaw muttered softly. However, as he turned his back towards the two, Birchpaw grinned and continued in a hushed voice. "Wanna watch them from afar? See how things play out for the two? Unless you wanna go hunting or something."
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 11, 2019 19:15:58 GMT -5
•◇•Stagfrost•◇• Leaders Den || Wildfire* - 🦉 Hearing a response the creamy white tom rose off his hauches and stepped forward. Into the darkness of the den he found Ravenstar sitting up waiting for him. The white of Ravenstars coat stood out but the black seemed to blur into the shadows. Focusing his gaze to see better, the medicine cat spoke up. "I am assessing the clans health today before leaf bare hits, starting with you. How are you feeling? Any issues or concerns?" Stagfrosts mind drifted for a brief second to his apprentice, wondering where Honeypaw could possibly be. She should be here with him making the rounds with him, continuing to expand her knowledge. Giving his head a quick shake he focused back on his leader eager to hear good things. (Im at work so it will be a hit min before I can get Cavepaws post up)
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Post by Eveningshadow on Nov 11, 2019 22:36:18 GMT -5
"I guess we are already in trouble for sneaking out of camp," Mistpaw winced. He was not looking forward to that punishment. "That does seem very interesting," Mischief glittered in his eyes. He wasn't one to eavesdrop, but he wanted to make sure they are alright, and see if Honeypaw will finally open up. He knows how much the situation with Zephyrbee weighed on her shoulders, but he realized that this matter was private. "Maybe we should hunt so Ravenstar isn't as mad?" Despite being nearly warriors, the two would still get in a lot of trouble for sneaking out. "Let's leave this between them." The she-cat purred in amusement and gratitude. "That was him? I thought a pack of wolves were sleeping with us!" Moonfeather reached to pick out a bit of moss that still clung to the older warrior's head. "Moss can only muffle so much!"
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 11, 2019 23:21:27 GMT -5
•◇•Cavepaw•◇• Camp || Wildfire* - 🦉 Cavepaw watched as Tinypaw exited the den and instantly felt bad about shoving into her. Things like that shouldn't happen all the time, and the young tom felt as if he should do more to help his denmate. Scrambling out of his nest, moss scraps still stuck in his ruffled pelt, he rushed after Tinypaw. "Hey where you going?" He couldn't stand the thought of her being the odd one out just because she was small. "Mind if I join you?" He added before she could even reply not caring about her destination, just feeling the need to be around to take care of her if she needed it. They had been friends ever since she was apprentices, but rarely ever spent time together since their training was so spread out. Cavepaw would be made a warrior any day now, while Tinypaw still had a couple moons to go. If anything he was just having his clanmates back, but the tom felt something deeper. He didnt know what this deeper feeling was, he just knew that it was there and he would figure it out later.
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 12, 2019 1:17:59 GMT -5
•◇•Briarsting & Creeksong•◇• Open
Having left camp earlier that morning after not finding her apprentice Birchpaw, Briarsting padded alongside her sweet friend Creeksong. Together they had taken a morning stroll through the forest and out towards the winding brook fields. After a brief rest and bout of sharing tongues the pair of she-cats began hunting for their clan. Together they had managed to catch two mice, a hare, and a nice plump grouse. The russet warriors jaw was aching by the time they made it back to camp and when she finally dropped her catch she had to take a second to stretch out her jaw and neck. "Gahh-leee if I had to carry that any further I'm sure that my jaws would lock."
A muffled chuckle came from Creeksong as she dropped the rest if their catch on the prey pile. "Its a good thing we didnt venture far into the fields or else we might have never made it all in one trip." The last thing either of them wanted to do was have to take a second trip back out to fetch their prey. Not only was something like that exhausting but it could be dangerous. Leaving freshkill out in the forest, even if hidden, would still attract predators. Best not make the foolish decision to draw predators onto clan territory and risk injury or worse. Loosing a member of the clan.
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Nov 12, 2019 14:55:51 GMT -5
✦ Vanishing Falls ✦ 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 's Zephyrbee ✦ "Stay curious, stay weird, stay kind and don't let anyone ever tell you you aren't smart or brave or worthy enough."
For a moment, the medic’s eyes hardened into one of dismay. She didn’t need the deputy after her—in a motherly way, mind you—telling her what she could or couldn’t do. However, the gaze immediately softened knowing where he was coming from. Honeypaw was definitely a reckless individual. Coupled with her overwhelming curiosity and fearlessness, that made for a horrible, horrible mix.
She leaned into his touch, breathing in his scent—a mixture of flowers and rainwater, and purred. For the first time in moons she actually felt comfortable in his presence. Happy, even. The same feelings from when they were younger, more naive. “I’m sorry Zeph. I didn’t mean to scare you. It won’t happen again.” As she drew away, she passed a fluffy tail beneath his chin and gave him a mischievous sidelong glance. “But whose to say I wouldn’t have ripped the fox to pieces?” Honeypaw turned around instantly: back arched, pelt puffed up, teeth bared to show off the small white incisors. The literal embodiment of adorability. “Rawr! Lookit me, I’m so intimidating!” And she flew at Zephyrbee, tackling against him like they used to when they were kits. But this time, upon looking into those pristine emerald eyes, her cheeks flushed hot and red beneath a blanket of fluffy fur. She backed up immediately from the tangle of legs, ears burning. She could’ve literally alighted into flames for the same effect. Deeply embarrassed she blocked her face with her paws, mumbling oaths to her ancestors.
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Post by ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅᴛᴜɴᴅʀᴀ on Nov 12, 2019 20:36:59 GMT -5
USER NAME: ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅᴛᴜɴᴅʀᴀ
NAME: Beenose GENDER: Male AGE: 19 moons PELT COLOR: An array of colors, the dominant hue is a coal black. Large patches of ginger, brown, and white litter his pelt in a typical calico pattern. His muzzle, chest, underbelly, and legs are a soft off-white. EYE COLOR: His olive colored eyes are round, and much too big for his petite appearance. FLUORESCENCE (COLOR AND DESIGN): orange and two bands around torso and legs EXTRA DESCRIPTION (BODY SHAPE, EYE SHAPE, ECT.): Almost typical average-sized tom cat. His thin three legs (his left hind leg is missing to be exact. It’s cut off from just below his thigh, leaving him with the remants of a leg in the form of a barely visible stump) gives him a lanky appearance even though he isn’t that tall. His tail is much fluffier than the rest of his pelt, squirrel-like some would call it and he has small, delicate paws. His face is triangular, angled at the cheeks and slim around the jaw. His body structure lacks muscle, and he is quiet slim for a cat. He has large, kitten-like ears and a small, soft rosy pink nose. POSITION: warrior MATE (OPTIONAL; PLEASE STATE IF LOOKING): N/A KITS (OPTIONAL): N/A PERSONALITY: He grew up terrified of the world. From a young age he found himself hiding behind his mother, scared of everything, and it was all because his mother fed him downright lies about life outside of their cozy little clan. As he grew, he became skittish. He jumped at anything that moved. Beepaw is sweet, cautious, and quiet. Beepaw can see the good in people and sometimes he completely overlooks the bad. This makes him very naive. HISTORY (OPTIONAL): N/A - x - x - x - USER NAME: ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅᴛᴜɴᴅʀᴀ NAME: Applepaw GENDER: female AGE: 9 moons PELT COLOR: short furred cat with a creamy soft red to her pelt with some flecks of white mixed in along with a slight darker shade of red forming as stripes swirling around her body. The area around her nose is white along with the area around her eyes. EYE COLOR: Her eyes are her most striking feature and usually what cats notice first about her; their vibrant green color is described by many as being the color of springtime. FLUORESCENCE (COLOR AND DESIGN): red and an apple blossom along her shoulder EXTRA DESCRIPTION (BODY SHAPE, EYE SHAPE, ECT.): The she-cat, although attractive, has big ears with petite paws and a somewhat fluffy tail with white at the end of it. Her body is lithe and has little muscle. She is shorter than most cats and doesn’t look at all intimidating, in fact it looks like a faint breeze could tip her right over. POSITION: apprentice MATE (OPTIONAL; PLEASE STATE IF LOOKING): secretly likes Birchpaw KITS (OPTIONAL): N/A PERSONALITY: Apple is known for being a vivacious and determined feline. She is a cat of sound moral principles and will stand by them no matter what it costs her, though her actions sometimes are ineffective. Yet exacerbated by her emotional personality, this can lead her to act impulsively and irrationally at times which in some cases doesn’t fair well in the end for her. But nonetheless she really is a sweet cat. Always there to support her friends. HISTORY (OPTIONAL): N/A - x - x - x - USER NAME: ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅᴛᴜɴᴅʀᴀ NAME: Mothsparks GENDER: female AGE: 25 moons PELT COLOR: Her short golden pelt is dull in the shadows, but in the full sunlight the bold color has a certain sheen to it. Along her spine and shoulders is a darker, more orange shade. Tan tabby stripes fade in along her gold flanks, prominent only on her legs and tail. White splashes her paws and chest, creeping up her neck to plaster itself onto her muzzle. The femme also has long milky whiskers that twitch when she's embarrassed. EYE COLOR: a very dark brown almost black with a thin ring of gold. FLUORESCENCE (COLOR AND DESIGN): purple and a set of moth wings on her shoulder blades EXTRA DESCRIPTION (BODY SHAPE, EYE SHAPE, ECT.): Her build is large for a she-cat, though not lean enough to call it a masculine feature. Huge round eyes are the only things left to describe about her. They seem constantly dilated - black pools with a thin ring of gold. Usually expressionless. POSITION: Warrior MATE (OPTIONAL; PLEASE STATE IF LOOKING): Mates with Mouseskitter KITS (OPTIONAL): N/A PERSONALITY: Her flares of spirit are far and few between, like a black and white photo she is washed of vibrant emotion for a calm, reasonable finish. Her approach to any situation of always collected, even a bit reserved. But stemming from her gentle nature she is a devoted peace-maker, wanting to leave the fighting to those who actually enjoy it. Her friendliness extends far beyond the clans, kindness reaching to whoever will except it. She's very open, and isn't prepared to judge you without proper fault. HISTORY (OPTIONAL): N/A OTHER: image
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Nov 13, 2019 10:52:10 GMT -5
Ravenstar - Camp: Leader's DenRavenstar nodded to the medicine cat. "I am doing well. That old rat bite on my leg aches, but it always does when the first cold seeps in." He grumbled. The one time he had ever encountered a rat, and the terrible creature had left him with a scar and an ache that seemed to never fully disappear. "I should be fine though. Work it out with a patrol, and I'll be fine." Falconwing Brooktail - Camp: Warriors' DenShe purred happily and took a small pawstep back. "Why don't we grab a mouse or squirrel to share? Then we can go find some prey once the sun begins to warm things up. We can check with Zephyrbee if anyone else should come with us." The she-cat got up and padded over to the fresh-kill pile. It wasn't too small, but it was small. They would need to definitely get more. Eveningshadow Tinypaw - Camp: Apprentices' DenTinypaw glanced over her shoulder and smiled at the tom. In a few days, her friend could become a warrior. Their time together was going to get even more limited. Flicking her tail at him, the she-cat teased, "I'm not going anywhere silly! I'm waiting to be allowed to eat. And I wanna find out what Zephyrbee and I are doing today." Glancing around the camp, the she-cat frowned. Where was her mentor? Falconwing
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