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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 16:03:15 GMT -5
"Don't speak so harshly of her, Strike. The group was fine up until Beachclan decided to attack us." the tom barely hissed to the she-kit. He was finding Strike to get on his nerves at times. Who knew Dolli and Taboo, both manipulatively sick cats could have such messed up kits. "A group can be strong when done right as well." he sighs. Hollow flinched at Mosaic's unexpected snap at his sister. Mosaic was normally a kinder and quiet cat but now he seemed to be taking over the role of their mother, he also seemed much more stressed out. Mosaic leaned over to pick up Moss off of his feet. He hoped carrying the smaller kit may help him rest his paws.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 16:16:18 GMT -5
"Their leader will decide whether or not you'd join. Though I don't think she'd be one to deny a litter of kits. that'd be a cruel thing to do." and it would give Mtohclan more future warriors, mainly strike, who seemed already to be a bit of a fighter. The tom didn't know how they'd feel about this 'starclan' thing either. Mosaic had only ever been told they were bad but Dolli had avoided to state exactly why. Luckily, the kits hadn't been exposed to that mentality, having barely been a moon or so old, Dolli hadn't had the chance.
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Post by Rio on Dec 15, 2018 16:34:07 GMT -5
Moss remained silent as his gaze flitted from Mosaic to his sister. He purred wearily as Mosaic picked him up, thankful for finally being able to give his feet a rest. Although he didn't say it, the small tom liked the idea of being in a group.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 16:44:49 GMT -5
Mosaic couldn't speak and maybe he did pick up moss to not only relive the kit of his walking but relieve Mosaic of the conversation. He nodded simply and lightly to Strike's question of a clan. He didn't want to nod too much though, in case that might bounce poor Moss up and down.
((I was gonna wait for tuna but a clan cat can find em!)
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 16:54:08 GMT -5
Hollow hissed and swiped at his sister. She was so rough when she play fought and Hollow already didn't particularly enjoy such activity. Mosaic slowed his pace so the two could roughhouse and not lose him.
((Sootdaze maybe? I NEVER get to use him and I wanna do that more XD))
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 15, 2018 17:05:07 GMT -5
He conflicts well with Lightfoot's personality, this should be fun I think!))
Lightfoot had practically dragged Sootdaze out and about with her, never one to like being alone. They'd been hunting to no avail up until now, where they decided to give up hunting and just explore the territory. She smiled at her clanmate, "It's been rather uneventful in the clan recently. That's been good, huh?"
Strike didn't give her brother much of a choice about whether or not they'd play, scratching at him relentlessly. She'd 'accidentally' made each of them bleed before, being careless and fierce consistently. She realized, however, that Mosaic was waiting on them, so she winded down and got off of Hollow.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 17:18:22 GMT -5
Hollow huffed quietly as he caught up with Mosaic and Moss, along with his sister. The kit looked around at their area, watching the trees and the barely visible sky through them.
Sootdaze nodded, simply glad to have left camp for once and stretch his paws. "It's been nice I guess. Though it's rather boring in camp when nothing happens." he sighs, taking in the somewhat lovely scenery of the forest.
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 15, 2018 17:26:25 GMT -5
Strike pulled ahead of the group, restless and thinking Mosaic moved too slowly. She bounded off out of view of the older tom, making her own path to the new group. She dove through a large bush and lost sight of him, though never feeling worried. Chances were the she-kit could have been lost forever and never really cared about the cats she'd lost behind her.
"Good thing the forest is always changing!" The happy she-cat meowed. She couldn't have expected the irony of what she'd said however, as they stumbled right upon Strike. Lightfoot almost stepped on her, not noticing the tiny black kit underfoot. Surprised and quite intimidated by her, she gasped, "Oh! Hello, little one..." She looked around hesitantly for a trap. Surely this kit wasn't out here by herself?
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 17:32:19 GMT -5
Mosaic grumbled something through Moss's fur before he picked up Hollow as well. The tom limply let himself become grasped, now next to his brother as Mosaic's speed picked up, scenting the air for Strike.
Sootdaze didn't say much but he looked intrigued. It was odd to see a kit out here, especially at such a seemingly young age. Though who knows, perhaps she's just a small apprentice. At the thought, he quietly chuckled.
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 15, 2018 17:37:10 GMT -5
Strike didn't take well to the stranger chuckling at her, and she yowled at him wordlessly, alarming Mosaic to where she was. She didn't trust these odd smelling cats, but she knew she couldn't attack them. Mosaic could, however. She hissed at them, swiping with her claws to get them to move away from her.
Still shocked, Lightfoot moved back from her. The gentle warrior could never had anticipated Strike's violent nature, and looked utterly taken aback. "Hey, it's okay, little one, we'll find your mother. I'm sure she'd around somewhere!"
Sootdaze is so cute))
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 17:42:27 GMT -5
((thank you lol xD Hes an angora cat and I love angoras so much))
Mosaic quickly moved towards the yowl setting both moss and hollow down once he realizes its clan cats who have found her. Though they seem not to have hurt her. Sootdaze raises his head to the tom who has just brought up two more kits. "And who are you?" he questions the calico, though his voice lacks hostility. "I'm the kits caretaker." Mosaic says in a short humming voice. Sootdaze finds it odd that the tom says caretaker and not father. He can only guess that this means he isn't the father though.
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 15, 2018 17:48:35 GMT -5
Lightfoot looked over Mosaic, and upon seeing the two kits left around him, "Where have you come from with these three kits? Can't be easy, traveling with them." She loved kits more than she could say, and was visibly excited to meet them.
"We came from home," Strike hissed, not realizing that Home wasn't a location known to the older cats. Despite her older temperament, she was still a young kit who didn't really know any better. She looked to Mosaic for help explaining, and in part to see if he trusted them.
Lightfoot really wants kits, so she might help Mosaic take care of them when they get settled if you want))
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Post by Rio on Dec 15, 2018 17:56:09 GMT -5
Moss poked his head out from behind Mosaic, his eyes round with curiosity. The small kit pressed close to Hollow out of uncertainty. These cats didn't seem like a threat but he still looked to Mosaic for reassurance.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 18:00:30 GMT -5
((It was planned for Hazeldusk to take care of them (mainly because idk i find it funny that she'd be mothering her kits half siblings) so lightfoot could help her instead. Mosaic is gonna be there he just cant mom em lol.))
"We came from a neutral area between Mothclan and Beachclan. These three's parent's left them to me. I've actually come to join Mothclan, if that's where you're both from." he avoids saying that their parents died in case Moss had been ignoring Strikes previous statements on the fact they might be dead. Sootdaze nods curiously as he watches the kits with interest. The first one they'd met seemed rather fiesty but the other two were calmer.
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 15, 2018 18:05:27 GMT -5
That's fair lol. I didn't know the plan. Lightfoot can just be a friendly face until she has her own kits))
"We are warriors of Mothclan, but we cannot pass judgement in our leader's place." Lightfoot felt more like a warrior than she ever had right then, remembering when she was in this stranger's place, asking to join Mothclan. But Whitemoth was leader then, and she didn't know how Sandmoth would welcome these new cats. "I am Lightfoot, this is my clanmate Sootdaze. What are your names?"
Strike, always one to speak for herself, growled, "I'm Strike." She looked up at Mosaic, wondering why he said they'd been given to him. Taboo and Dolli were dead. They wouldn't have given her and her siblings up if they weren't. She stayed silent in case he was using that information as leverage for pity later.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 18:16:53 GMT -5
((Lightfoot subtly claims Moss as her own XD I say moss since hes the nicer of the three lol))
"I'm Mosaic and as she said, her name is Strike. These two are both Moss and Hollow." the tom said with a small nod. Sootdaze nodded, shifting on his paws. Since they'd stopped walking, the tom was becoming fidgety again, but this was a normal occurrence.
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Post by Rio on Dec 15, 2018 18:27:24 GMT -5
Moss blinked at Lightfoot rather sheepishly. Lightfoot and Sootdaze are strange names, he thought to himself before yawning again. The small tom felt as though he had never been awake for so long in his life.
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Post by lunamoon on Dec 15, 2018 18:39:35 GMT -5
(Brb dinner) Applepaw’s eyes widened at Dovepaw’s confession, he then realized how much he’d lost because of his sour attitude. He lost a possible future with Dovepaw. “I...” He wanted to run away again and this time not come back, “I never appreciated you. I took you for granted. I’m the one whose at fault here, not you.” He muttered before trailing off as he didn’t know what to say now. “You can hate me forever and I’ll be fine with that. Snowpaw and your brother care for you more then I ever could. Tallstrike and Sandmoth are right, I’m too...” Anger. “Stupid. I’m an idiot whose blind to everything.” Haymitch woke up with a yawn as he heard pawsteps coming towards his little snowy castle, “Ello?” He purred Dovepaw looked at the pitiful tom coldly. "I don't hate you. I just no longer care anymore." She replied to him with her ear flicking. "You messed up. Fix it." The she-cat got to her paws before she began to move out of the medince cat's den as she hobbled out of the den.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2018 18:44:55 GMT -5
“How...?” Applepaw muttered as he stared at his paws. His usually confident voice was now low and tired. He felt hot with embarrassment and rage with pity all mixed into his mind.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 18:48:37 GMT -5
"I'm not." Sootdaze said, tilting his head at the kit with a small sigh. Mosaic debated it but eventually nodded "I think that would work. As long as Sootdaze is capable of keeping track of them at least."
((Sootdaze: Come here stroke, mass and uh, hello?
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 15, 2018 18:55:29 GMT -5
"You're leaving us with them? His name is Sootdaze." Strike would protest more, but she knew she could defend herself against this tom, and ventured to tell him as much, "Make one wrong move and I'll slice your ear off." She hissed, a strange sentence to come from the mouth of such a small kit.
Ignoring, or perhaps really not processing, Strikes threat to her clanmate, Lightfoot looked to their father, or, caretaker, "We'll only be gone long enough to catch something for these kits. We'll bring you back to camp afterwards. I can hardly see Sandmoth refusing shelter to kits but..." She looked at Mosaic with soft eyes, "You I'm not too sure about."
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Dec 15, 2018 18:55:31 GMT -5
Gentleheart smiled to see his clanmate, having not interacted with too many others besides his sharp-tongued sister lately. "Hello, Lionheart! How are you today?" The kind tom asked his friend. He spotted his sister with her catch and held back an eye roll at her, knowing she'd gone out without him on purpose. “Good, good.” He replied with a smile.” How ‘bout you?” He asked as he sat down beside Gentleheart.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 15, 2018 19:08:47 GMT -5
"As long as they are able to remain safe and alive, I'm not worried about myself." he says, his voice a bit more of a whisper to Lightfoot so that the kits couldn't hear him. If they did, they wouldn't want to stay in Mothclan most likely.
Strike's threat made him chuckle a bit more. She could slice his ear off all she wanted too, he was a fully grown cat and she was a small kit, it wouldn't hurt him.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Dec 15, 2018 19:10:58 GMT -5
"Bit tired. I was out hunting earlier but I didn't catch anything. I'm not good at hunting anyway, I should never go out alone anyway. There could be a fox two steps ahead of me but it its out of sight, I'd never know!" He chuckled at himself. He couldn't smell anything anymore, except extremely strong smells anyway. He chuckled.” I’m not good at fighting, we all have our ups and downs.” We have to be careful of the cougar too, but you got nothing to worry about.” He said with a smile.” Foxes are very stinky.” He said, he wrinkled his nose.
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