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Post by Detoxx on Jun 8, 2018 16:13:25 GMT -5
"Ready as I'll ever be," Peachpool bounded after Crowsong, quick on her heels as her mind drifted to the kits and how they would fare growing up away from the safety of the clan... It was a dangerous world out there without the warmth of den-mates... What if she should go hungry? It felt wrong leaving her, but she was not leader, she had no say over who and didn't rejoin the clan. Still, it ached at her heart as she trotted off with her clan-mate.
Hickory turned his head away, unable to see the kittens 'lest he show signs of breaking. As he watched them being carried away towards the thunderpath is heart jerked on its strings, every muscle in his body demanding he chase after them. Those were his kits! And no-one else should handle them except him. He turned away and took a moment to compose himself. As Peachpool and Mistflower left, and Falconstar leading the patrol onward, he was left alone for a moment. Get a hold of yourself... His heart was pounding. They're just kits. Kits you never wanted. You're not father material. You have one job. And you're going to execute it perfectly... Slowly his heart beat began to slow. His claws dug into the Earth, smooth moss sinking into his pads. Hickory breathed out a sigh, and with the exhale left all thoughts of Lyra, and his kits. He had one job... The tom turned and slunked after Falconstar, taking up the back of the patrol. He planned to speak to the tom when they were alone...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 16:24:30 GMT -5
(I very much enjoy the fact he's meant to be evil but is slightly falling appart at the idea of having kits XD poor hickory)
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Post by Detoxx on Jun 8, 2018 16:29:11 GMT -5
(Poor boi ;D; ;D; He needs a little time with his daughter to get turned around.)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 16:31:10 GMT -5
(I mean poor Hollow and Copper XD so many h's in this family XD potentially he could find out a reason to split from the patrol and check on her at some point? XD)
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 16:39:36 GMT -5
(yes! Daughter time!)
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Post by Detoxx on Jun 8, 2018 16:52:33 GMT -5
(Of course! I was actually planning on him sneaking out tonight and finding them, reporting to the rogues like he does every 2 weeks. And he would take that time as an excuse to visit her. I hope you're ready for him to be a horrible choice of mate. XD XD Heeeeee's not the kindest cat...)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 17:33:45 GMT -5
(I'll manage)
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 8, 2018 23:16:35 GMT -5
Grassflight, mouth slightly parted and sides riddled with occasionally sharp spasms, continued a little further away from camp. He searched for the scent of his clanmates, doing his best to locate them. He spotted Crowsong and Peachpool heading back into the direction of camp. He approached them without calling out, and trotted alongside his clanmates when he caught up. "What happened?" he asked, changing his gaze between the two of them. His eyes rested on Peachpool. "Why did Mistflower come to collect you in such a hurry?" he asked.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 10, 2018 21:09:46 GMT -5
OOC : Guys I feel so stupid right now. I could have swore I wrote my reply for this and posted it. I'm over here all like, why hasn't anyone posted in Briarclan yet? XD
BIC: Falconstar continued to lead the patrol south parallel with the thunderpath. The dark tabby tom s mind was racing, he had not seen Goldenpetal in moons and here she was back in Briarclan territory with newborn kits. His heart ached for her, she looked hungry and scared as if life outside the clan had not treated her well. He also was hurting because it seemed as if she had moved on from him to another mate, and here he was still mourning the end of their relationship wishing it was still alive. Reaching the end of the territory the clan leader paused. Taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes, Falconstar took a moment to collect himself. "Alright lets head back to camp", he mowed glancing up at the sun. Picking up the pace the tom quickly led the patrol straight back towards the camp.
When Peachpool said that she was ready CrowSong nodded and took the leaded heading back towards the camp. The easiest path to take was the path that Mistflower had taken when she went to retrieve Peachpool in the first place. Taking into consideration that the kind medicine cats eye sight was very poor, the senior warrior allows her tail to reach out to Peachpool in case she needed assistance. Avoiding all the deep dips in the ground and things that might possibility trip her up, Crowsong did her best to lead her back. As they were almost back Grassflight approached them asking what had happened. Remembering what her leader had said she quickly responded, "There was a loner queen who was kitting that needed the assistance of a medicine cat. We went on her way though." She spoke as if she didn't know who the cat was not wanting to draw attention to it.
Stepping towards Lyra, Thorn rested his tail on her flank. "I will return as soon as I can", he mowed promisingly. Quickly he then turned around and headed for the thunderpath. Safely crossing it, he raced across the barren scarred land straight for their camp. Skirting around the roaring monsters and twolegs he dove into the last of the remaining undergrowth. "Poppy! Nova! Kara! Rose!", he called out for his group hoping to find them all quickly.
(I hope I remembered all of those apart of the rouge group.)
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 10, 2018 21:21:37 GMT -5
Mistflower internally sighed as Falconstar finally said they were returning to camp. She picked up pace along with Falconstar as she followed the leader back towards camp, her happiness nearly soaring at the thought of being able to rest in her own nest finally. But before she did that, she promised herself that she would check on Doveshadow, maybe even try to get Falconstar to talk to her.
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Post by softecho on Jun 10, 2018 21:39:31 GMT -5
Softecho || 30 moons || Female Clan Cat Warrior Softecho has a dappled grey-and-white pelt with darker grey paws. Her fur is short and coarse and she has two 'nicks' in her left ear. Her eyes are amber-yellow and seem almost too large for her face, and one of her canines always manage to poke out of her mouth. She has always been ambitious, but in the least suspecting ways - she's more concerned about being able to climb to the highest tree than to be better than become deputy or clan leader. Because of this she can come across as a bit airy-fairy, but when it comes down to it she's anything but. She's fiercely loyal, almost to a fault, but she knows and respects her boundaries. She's never really felt a need for a mate and kits, but she's always been open to the possibility. Her only littermate and known surviving family is Birdfur. They have a great bond because of this, and are a great hunting team. softecho fight to the death Birdfur || 30 moons || Male Birdfur was born with pitch-black fur that lightened to a dark grey as he aged, with a white chest, chin, belly and paws. His fur is short but soft, and his eyes are amber-green. His face is very blocky, and he in himself is quite a large tomcat. He is strong-willed, but happy to simply sit back an listen before voicing any of his opinions. He's fairly stubborn, though, and once he thinks he is well-informed enough to form an opinion, he sticks to it like it's his last meal. His personality is similar to his block-head, and he seems a bit like a bumbling tomcat until you get to know him, and he manages to reveal a sharpness to his every thought. His littermate is Softecho, who he's always had a great bond with. Clan Cat Warrior softecho fight to the death Pinepaw || 10 moons|| Male He has rich, shaggy golden fur with darker tufts around his neck, chest and shoulders. His eyes are dark green. He has a scar across his nose from getting stuck in a thorn bush when he was a kit. Pinepaw has always been troublesome from when he was a kit, sticking his nose (literally) in where it didn't belong and always trying to push boundaries and rules. Although he's constantly been getting in trouble all his life, he's a quick study and once he's figured that another cat is entirely deserving of his respect, he tones his mischeviousness down. A little. He's willing to learn anything, can't seem to get enough, although he's constantly torn between putting in the time and effort it takes to leanr things and having fun all day long. Clan Cat Apprentice softecho fight to the death (I couldn't figure out how to attach pictures, though I hope this is alright. I look forwards to this! It has been awhile.)
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 11, 2018 1:04:58 GMT -5
The black tom looked slightly skeptical, feeling slightly suspicious of Crowsong. Somehow she seemed as if she was being a little too indifferent, but he trusted his clanmate, and shrugged the thought off. He went back to the more important matter. "How strange, for a loner queen to be in marked Clan territory. Especially being heavy with kits, you think an expecting she-cat would know to fear such territory with the scent of many other cats who could pose a threat to her and her newborns." He shook his head, still padding beside them, slightly looking up to the other cats' faces, wondering if they would give more information on the subject. He was, honestly though, very surprised. Something must have made this strange cat feel comfortable enough to pass through.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 1:20:03 GMT -5
OOC: softecho, welcome I'm so happy your willing to join! Everything looks great except could you please change Tuifur's prefix. I'm personally not sure what "tui' is and I feel like it's too off for a warrior cat to have.
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Post by softecho on Jun 11, 2018 3:21:32 GMT -5
OOC: softecho , welcome I'm so happy your willing to join! Everything looks great except could you please change Tuifur's prefix. I'm personally not sure what "tui' is and I feel like it's too off for a warrior cat to have. OOC: hey hey, thank you very much! A Tui is a New Zealand native bird. Of course I can change his name, I'll change it to Birdfur.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 6:01:48 GMT -5
Crowsong listened as Grassflight pressed for more information. She could tell that he was fishing for what she was hiding but the seasoned warrior remained detached from the situation. "Yeah you would think she would avoid us, but she was nothing but skin and bones. She had had been caught stealing prey, I can only assume she used to live over on the other side of the thunderpath where those monsters are destroying the forest. Hickory had mentioned that a lot of cats from over there had lost their homes", the black shecat said. The words that she spoke to her clanmate were true, all she was simply doing was not revealing Goldenpetals identity. As they all walked together they eventually came upon their camp and Crowsong was happy to to finally be home her paws aching for a brief rest and her stomach growling for food.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 6:05:10 GMT -5
OOC: hey hey, thank you very much! A Tui is a New Zealand native bird. Of course I can change his name, I'll change it to Birdfur. OOC: Perfect! You are accepted, feel free to RP away to your heart's desire. Also that's a cool name for a bird, its nice to learn something new everyday
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Post by softecho on Jun 11, 2018 6:10:43 GMT -5
OOC: hey hey, thank you very much! A Tui is a New Zealand native bird. Of course I can change his name, I'll change it to Birdfur. OOC: Perfect! You are accepted, feel free to RP away to your heart's desire. Also that's a cool name for a bird, its nice to learn something new everyday OOC: Thank you very much! Also, if you're ever interested, you should try and find some audio of the Tui's birdsong. It's something that I am blessed to hear nearly every day I'll get to rping now!
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Post by softecho on Jun 11, 2018 6:12:55 GMT -5
Light dappled down through the leaves, illuminating the rich grass below. Softecho watched attentively from a tree branch, the tip of her tail twitching with the wind and her ears swiveling right and left, catching any sounds that reached her. The direction of the wind changed and her eyes narrowed into slits, the fur on her shoulders standing up. She scented the air, trying to determine if this cat-scent that was carried on the currents was familiar or not.
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Birdfur, having declined joining his littermate for a hunt, sat in camp thoroughly cleaning his paws which still had mud caked on them from the day before. His attention was focused entirely on the task, knowing that when he went out to hunt late he would have to do this all over again. He always managed to fall in some mud puddle or another. Softecho was tireless in teasing him about it.
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Not really sure what he would get up to today, Pinepaw watched the entrance of camp with a sort of longing. His paws itched to be doing something, but he wasn't sure what. He had almost asked Softecho if he could hunt with her, but she had slipped out of camp before he could get the chance.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 6:36:05 GMT -5
((Crowsong can be Pinepaws mentor and she just returned to camp with Peachpool and Grassflight and yes I will do that )) Padding into camp Crowsong quickly made her way over to the fresh kill pile picking out a bird. Was she made her way over to a spot to sit down she noticed her apprentice, Pinepaw and went up to him. "Finally awake huh?", She meowed to him. Had he been awake when the patrol left that morning the young tom could have joined her on it. It didn't really bother her much, she had trained the apprentice pretty hard the day before with battle tactics and he deserved a day to sleep in. Settling down in front of him she began to pluck the birds feathers. "Once I'm don't eating we can go hunting", she stated as she spat out a mouthful of feathers.
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Post by softecho on Jun 11, 2018 6:46:25 GMT -5
Pinepaw grinned at Crowsong, immediately puffing out his chest with excitement. He still had the remnants of an ache in his limbs from training the day before, but a sleep-in had done him good, as well as taking the time to stretch and groom himself that morning. He eyed the bird his mentor was eating, but he had finished a mouse not long before and was not hungry. "That sounds awesome!" he exclaimed, fighting not to jump to his paws. "I'm gonna catch a rabbit," he meowed.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2018 11:07:36 GMT -5
OOC : Guys I feel so stupid right now. I could have swore I wrote my reply for this and posted it. I'm over here all like, why hasn't anyone posted in Briarclan yet? XD BIC: Falconstar continued to lead the patrol south parallel with the thunderpath. The dark tabby tom s mind was racing, he had not seen Goldenpetal in moons and here she was back in Briarclan territory with newborn kits. His heart ached for her, she looked hungry and scared as if life outside the clan had not treated her well. He also was hurting because it seemed as if she had moved on from him to another mate, and here he was still mourning the end of their relationship wishing it was still alive. Reaching the end of the territory the clan leader paused. Taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes, Falconstar took a moment to collect himself. "Alright lets head back to camp", he mowed glancing up at the sun. Picking up the pace the tom quickly led the patrol straight back towards the camp. When Peachpool said that she was ready CrowSong nodded and took the leaded heading back towards the camp. The easiest path to take was the path that Mistflower had taken when she went to retrieve Peachpool in the first place. Taking into consideration that the kind medicine cats eye sight was very poor, the senior warrior allows her tail to reach out to Peachpool in case she needed assistance. Avoiding all the deep dips in the ground and things that might possibility trip her up, Crowsong did her best to lead her back. As they were almost back Grassflight approached them asking what had happened. Remembering what her leader had said she quickly responded, "There was a loner queen who was kitting that needed the assistance of a medicine cat. We went on her way though." She spoke as if she didn't know who the cat was not wanting to draw attention to it. Stepping towards Lyra, Thorn rested his tail on her flank. "I will return as soon as I can", he mowed promisingly. Quickly he then turned around and headed for the thunderpath. Safely crossing it, he raced across the barren scarred land straight for their camp. Skirting around the roaring monsters and twolegs he dove into the last of the remaining undergrowth. "Poppy! Nova! Kara! Rose!", he called out for his group hoping to find them all quickly. (I hope I remembered all of those apart of the rouge group.) Watching her leader leave with a twitch of his ears, the queen curled into a tight circle around her kits. Eyes half closed as she waited with a level of fear, keeping vigilant of her tiny newborns in spite of how tired she was. Watching the trio of kits nuzzle deep into her underbelly, Lyra let out a soft sigh. Trying to force the sight of her mate's face from her mind, how broken he'd seen on noticing that she was to have kits. On that thought her mind admittedly flicked to Hickory, a smile lacing her expression as she saw similarities in her newborns to their father. A soft purr slipping from her throat in spite of everything that had happened today, pride all but beamed from her.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 14:55:39 GMT -5
Nova had been in the camp when she could hear Thorns call. Quickly rushing his way she came face to face with her leader. Unable to contain herself she brushed up against the toms body in a happy greeting. "I was so worried you wouldn't make it back in time... Wait where's Lyra?", She quickly questioned when her beloved friend did not return with him. Thorn went on to tell her and the group all that had happened and that they needed to hurry back to where he left the queen. Nova nodded and her tail twitched nervously, "I'm ready to leave now. This place is only good for rats now", she meowed wanting desperately to go to their new home.
"Good", Thorn meowed glad that Nova was ready to leave. Looking at the others and inspecting them all he wanted to make sure all were able to travel. "Are the rest of you lot good to go as well?", He questioned as he took a step backwards wanting to leave immediately.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2018 15:04:11 GMT -5
Copper let out a soft mewl as he nestled close to his mother's belly, burrying close amongst his siblings, though knocked aside a little by the seemingly always hungry Hollow, the tiny kitten let out a soft squeak of annoyance as he struggled against his brother's stronger squirming. Until he found his way close to his mother at last, and his mewling sounds were softened, to be replaced by content purring as he found milk to fill his hungry belly.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 15:36:20 GMT -5
Hollow had managed to take a short nap but when someone next to him moved the tiny white and brown tom jerked away. Noisily sniffing around his mother's belly in search of a teat the little kit began to squirm around his siblings falling into a cozy spot beside his brother Copper. He let out a pitiful mew only for it to quickly be silenced when his mouth finally found the milk source and began to hungrily eat, yet again.
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Post by softecho on Jun 11, 2018 15:49:33 GMT -5
OOC:(Hey, are any of your guys characters open for rp?)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2018 15:54:40 GMT -5
Amusement lit her purr as she watched her son squirm and squeak hungrily, she lowered her muzzle to tickle the tom between the ears with a rumbling purr. Using her long tail to help guide him to a teat with a chuckle as she watched him hungrily continue to nurse, as though it was the first time he'd had sustinence. "Little one, do you have an end to that stomach of yours?" She purred, aware of course her son understood none of her words, but she enjoyed it all the same. She tilted her head to the little tom, thinking for a moment before making a quiet decision. "Hollow, for that endless stomach of yours."
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 16:41:03 GMT -5
Pinepaw grinned at Crowsong, immediately puffing out his chest with excitement. He still had the remnants of an ache in his limbs from training the day before, but a sleep-in had done him good, as well as taking the time to stretch and groom himself that morning. He eyed the bird his mentor was eating, but he had finished a mouse not long before and was not hungry. "That sounds awesome!" he exclaimed, fighting not to jump to his paws. "I'm gonna catch a rabbit," he meowed. "A rabbit huh?", Crowsong questioned to her apprentice as she crunched down on her bird. She was in no hurry and was taking her time to eat as a way to rest from her long morning patrol. "You better stretch good then, I'd hate for you to not make your catch because your muscles are stiff", she meowed have no knowledge if he had already done so or not. Taking another bite she looked at his to see how fluid his movement were.
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Post by softecho on Jun 11, 2018 16:48:54 GMT -5
Pinepaw leaped to his paws, fur fluffing out as he shook. He dipped into a stretch, front paws in front of him and chest touching the ground. "No rabbit will escape me today!" he proclaimed, despite the fact that he was known for missing his rabbits. He'd only ever caught a few - his paws just seemed a little too big for the rest of him, and he was still growing into them.
(I know I only just got on, but I gotta head off soon, sorry)
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Rainbow
Cloudchaser
Avie by Sarasaurus http://wcrpforums.com/thread/34591/closed
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Post by Cloudchaser on Jun 11, 2018 17:32:13 GMT -5
Aspenfall || 32 moons || Shecat Clan Cat Rank: Warrior Description:A tall, sturdy shecat with a mid-length black/dark brown pelt. She has a small scar over her black nose. Aspenfall has other scars across her body but they are hidden by her thick pelt. Her eyes are bright yellow. Aspenfall is a cat of few words and doesnt see a point to excessive chit chat when there are jobs to do. She can get more talkative the closer a cat becomes to her and the select few may discover a more physical side to this shecat. Aspenfall is a keen strategist and planner but this can lead to anxiety if a plan cannot be followed exactly. She may seem like abit of a stick in the mud but she can mess around when she deems appropriate. Aspenfall had a sister, Cloverpaw, but she died as an apprentice. Her last living relative is her uncle, Whitetail. @ Cloudchaser Other "fight to the death" Whitetail || 59 || Tom Clan Cat Rank: Warrior Description: A stocky, short haired black tom. He has random white patches over his chest, rump and legs and his tail has a white tip. His eyes are green. Whitetail has a rip in his righr ear and three adjacent scars running from his shoulder to the end of his ribs from a battle with a rouge. Whitetail is a loyal, and battle hardened warrior and prides himelf in his abilities. He is quite head strong and relies on his strength in fights which puts him at a disadvantage against a smarter or faster foe. Whitetail is generally abit of a joker and likes to keep friendly with his clan mates. He would always stick up for another cat if he thought it was right and isnt affraid to voice his opinion. As he is now abit older her has become alittle bossy and wants more responsibility in the clan. He once had a mate, Silverwind, but she died while kitting and was shortly followed by thier only kit, Silverkit. Despite the tradgerdy of loosing his mate and kit, he focused on his role as a warrior and on helping his brother to raise his kits. His last living relative is his niece, Aspenfall. Whitetail has always had abit of a crush on Crowsong but he gets uncharacteristically nervous around her so has never made his feelings obvious. @ Cloudchaser Other "fight to the death" (( hope this is okay ))
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 11, 2018 19:28:53 GMT -5
(They look like wonderful kitties all accepted thanks for joining! Feel free to post your starting post. I'm excited for a romance to happen between Crowsong and Whitetail it will be exciting and a little awkward considering they are both pretty much senior warriors lol)
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