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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Dec 30, 2018 3:22:23 GMT -5
Ahh yes! Always c: My church is everything to me. I got baptized january 27th- so it's almost been a year now~ Ahh i'm glad to hear you're doing well~ I've been doing the same, not going to lie. l i t t l e p a wembercurse - camp - accompanied by graystar The small ginger and cream tabby molly glared at the son of the deputy. The way Sootpaw spoke to her, like she was mouse-dung, made Littlepaw all the more heated. She said nothing more as she stalked after the leader, tail lashing before she calmed herself down and looked up as the leader led the way to the High Branch. She sat down carefully in the middle of the clearing and waited patiently. She was going to continue her training, and prove Sootpaw wrong- she was going to be a better warrior than him. She was going to be the best warrior Puffinclan had ever seen.
With a small snort, Littlepaw curled her tail around her paws, blue eyes looking up at the leader as he perched himself neatly and elegantly above the clan. She felt herself relax. Sootpaw is wrong. My mother wasn't weak, nor am I. Graystar surely never thought so. I-I didn't even know my mother. She thought with a small huff. The ginger and cream tabby clawed carefully at the dirt before sighing. She wondered if Duskwatcher would be around to listen and watch her ceremony in getting a new mentor again.
Blue eyes scanned the clearing curiously as she flicked her ears. Her curiosity was more on where the brown and cream tabby tom was over who her possible mentor could be. She figured he'd show soon, so, Littlepaw just turned her blue-gray gaze back up to the tom named Graystar- waiting patiently for the ceremony to commence.
s n o w s t r e a kembercurse - moors - accompanied by dashflight Snowstreak felt at ease when the conversation seemed to go on as usual- he hadn't chatted away with his brother in what seemed like moons. Sitting down, he rolled his yellow eyes and purred softly, looking at his brother with a familiar love he shared for all of their family- a love he shared for the kits that Shaledust would have, even if he wouldn't be the active father in their life. "Oh, well, I suppose you're right. I was being a little out of it. But I assure you, I know the difference between a beetle trying to sneak up on me than and ambush from possible predators." He stated and licked his chest fur a few more times.
The fluffy white tom blinked and purred softly, shaking his head slowly. He let out a small breath and twitched his ears in amusement. "Of course. I wonder if those pesky apprentices decided to play a trick on us two. They're always seeming to prank to older cats in the clan. But Starclan forbid they do that to the elders." He returned the playful jive and stood up once again, flicking his tail. The awkward silence fell, and he prayed Dashflight said nothing. But, to his luck, the black stripped tom did. Snowstreak tried his hardest to keep cool and just shake his head.
"No, no. I'm okay, don't worry. I was just thinking about how Paleflower and Sagepaw still have yet to find a way to connect and contact our ancestors." He lied, a shrug leaving his white pelt, muscles rippling. It was somewhat true- he did wonder if the medicine cats would find something, but something else was on his mind. He just chose to give a different answer. "Do you think we're actually being watched over?" Snowstreak asked curiously, trying to keep Dashflight from accusing him of lying if he caught on. The white Puffinclan warrior was sure he didn't make the lie obvious, though. "Let's walk and discuss? Maybe we can find something else to catch on the way back to camp. So you can bring your catch back." Snowstreak offered, whiskers and tail tip twitching slightly. He let his mind get away from the guilt of his secret and focus on their rekindling relationship- he wanted to get close to his brother once more.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 3:35:47 GMT -5
[ -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 aww, i love hearing that <3 i got baptized at a camp i went to a couple years ago, and it was an amazing experience. i'll admit that life has been a bit stagnant for me as of late, but i do love when i go and that's awesome! c: it's a good thing to acknowledge when life is going your way for once i'll be working on responses rn, but i understand if you gotta go for night ^^" it's nearing 1 AM where I am ]
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Dec 30, 2018 3:45:20 GMT -5
[ Ahh that sounds very lovely. I bet it was an amazing experience c: It sounds like it. I can definitely say my baptism was amazing as well. How often do you go? Ahh okay! Take your time! It's almost 1am for me as well, but i have to get up early. I'm not sure if i'll be able to reply until tomorrow night, but if i can tonight, i will. If not, it'll wait c: I'm not too tired at the moment, as I got up at 12pm oops ]
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 4:14:13 GMT -5
[ -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 i go to my church maybe two-three times a month? i need to go more, but i'm very bad at motivating myself--it's not a good excuse, i know. i'm trying to be better, because when i attend, it puts me in a happier state of mind and that's alright, whatever you feel up for doing tonight/tomorrow ^^
and, again, i am in awe of your coding <3 ]
Graystar // the High Branch, camp // addressing the clan
--- The gray tom leaped onto the High Branch and carefully settled himself into a sitting position, his tail wrapping gently around his paws. He tried to sit as straight as possible without looking too stiff--he was still adjusting to addressing the clan like this and being at the center of attention. Graystar was very young in his leadership and wanted to make a good impression on his clanmates--he didn't want them to see him as incompetent or unfit to guide them.
Which, was part of the reason why correcting his mistake in delaying assigning Littlepaw a new mentor was so important. He needed to show that he could handle his missteps with grace and take responsibility.
Graystar surveyed the clearing, taking note of his clanmates before opening his jaws and letting out a call that echoed across the clearing--it was a signal that a ceremony or clan meeting was commencing. The tom waited a few seconds after yowling to meet the gazes of his clanmates before starting.
"PuffinClan, as I am sure you're all aware, recently we lost a brave and loyal warrior. Nettlefur was a friend, she was kin, and she was a mentor. Her memory will live on as we do our best to make her proud as she watches over us from the stars above." Graystar bowed his head, allowing for a few moments of silence in memory of the fallen warrior. Afterwards he lifted his gaze to address the clan once more.
"We have mourned for her, but I know that Nettlefur would want PuffinClan to remain resilient and persevere--she would want to see our young cats become courageous warriors." Graystar glanced down at Littlepaw and his eyes glowed with excitement for the she-cat. "Littlepaw has been on the path of training to be a warrior for a few moons, and Nettlefur's mentorship will be missed--but it will live on in Littlepaw. She has retained her teachings from Nettlefur, but it is now time that she gains more wisdom from another."
Graystar paused, scanning the clearing for the cat he was looking for. The leader had spotted the tom earlier, but the cat may have already left camp. If that were to be the case, Graystar would ensure a formal meet-up took place later between Littlepaw and her new mentor.
"Gulldrift has shown himself time and time again to be an asset to PuffinClan--he is an experienced senior warrior with seasons of knowledge under his pelt. His dedication and care for his clan make him an excellent choice to continue training Littlepaw." Graystar then turned his eyes back towards the apprentice. "Littlepaw, I assign Gulldrift to be your new mentor--may you learn well from what he has to offer." The leader gave the she-cat a small smile before raising his head and letting out another yowl, acting as both encouragement for Littlepaw, and a signal that the ceremony was coming to a close.
Graystar leaped down from the High Branch and came to touch noses with Littlepaw, hoping that his choice had made the apprentice happy. "You will be a great warrior, Littlepaw. I have no doubts." Then, the tom stepped away, and the clan returned to their daily activities.
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Dashflight // the moors // with Snowstreak
--- Though Snowstreak wasn't being completely transparent with Dashflight, the tom was unaware of his brother's lie. The mention of the medicine cats and the silence from StarClan seemed like an adequate reason for Snowstreak's preoccupied mind and tenseness. Even if Dashflight was more concerned about things like his second litter of kits being born, that didn't mean the warrior wasn't still nervous about their ancestors going dark on them.
"Oh, yes." Dashflight murmured, his mood suddenly dropping. "I can't imagine-- Paleflower and Sagepaw are probably besides themselves. Medicine cats have such a deep connection with StarClan." Dashflight was worried, but it didn't affect him as directly as it did for the medicine cats, or even Graystar, who didn't have his nine lives.
"I...I would like to believe that StarClan are still watching over us. I know that PuffinClan isn't helpless on its own, but the guidance of our ancestors is...it's comforting, I think." Dashflight hummed in thought before continuing. "Whatever is going on, I hope it is over fast. I don't like how anxious all our clanmates seem." You included, Dashflight thought. He didn't voice the comment aloud, though. Instead, the tom nodded at his brother.
"You're right, I should get these back to camp. Fish always taste better when they're fresh. Maybe you could catch a squirrel, or a vole. Oh! If you scent a shrew, will you go after it? Those are some of Shaledust's favorite. Since she's with kits, I want to try and make her happy, you know?" Dashflight's tone turned fond. "It can't be easy carrying a litter around, but I'm so grateful to her. She's giving me so much."
Sighing happily, Dashflight picked up his fish and began to trot back towards camp, assuming Snowstreak would be right behind him.
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Post by Aria on Dec 30, 2018 5:19:47 GMT -5
Sootpawaccompanied by: Bagdersplash(ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ )Location: Pufflinclan Camp/Clearing Notes: here Sootpaw watched on words listen to here words,Graystar spoke. True, Nettlefur was powerful and strong. She had his undivided respected and her death sadden him. He never show his pain, he couldn't at all or he would be labeled as weak. The white tom lick his forepaw very uninterested in anything else. Littlepaw and her new mentor had to say. We'll see if you can chase up, Littlepaw. Gulldrift,you got your work cut out for you. He glared in disgust before turn to his own mentor. "Bagersplash, Can we go now? I rather not waste my time in stay in camp here." Some good training it just what he need ease his nerves. He glanced at Whitesea as she spoke but said nothing.
Whiteseaaccompanied by: Shaledust(Sand ) ,Sootpaw(me),Littlepaw(-` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 )Location: Pufflinclan Camp/Clearing to Puffinclan's MoorsNotes: Same, Yellowfang and Cinderpelt are my favorite characters./ Lol (embercurse ) I think there need to some Whitesea and Graystar interaction at some point. Whitesea's heart feel at ease as Shaledust's word. She trusted her clansmates to do the right thing when tried were tough and they kinda were. Graystar didn't have his nine lives nor a place to connect to Starclan receive them. With just one life, if Graystar were to die...No She dismissed those negative from her mind As the queen mention Sootpaw and Littlepaw she glanced over to see the tension between the two. " Yes, I think he would if two fought,but I doubt they would be mousebrain enough to do it right in front of him." You choose your battle wisely though sometimes you make mistakes. Her ears twitched as the grey leader called for a meeting.
"Well, look like the trip will postponed for a bit. Let's go see what this is about." Whitesea was a little sad, hanging with her buddy was a blast. It was the worst time for meeting. She sat staring up at large tom getting lost in his eyes. Slowly she zoned out only after the ceremony was over and she heard Sootpaw uninterested comment. "Show some respect to you fellow apprentices!" The molly snapped look at Littlepaw,her gaze softened. "Congrats Littlepaw, One day you wouldn't be so little anymore and be full-fledged warrior." Nodding her head she glanced over to Shale again. "Now, Let's head out!" Without she head out the camp entrance.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 30, 2018 10:15:12 GMT -5
((thats a good idea with the bird!! whose cat will get picked up lmao,, crowpaw's fur color sticks out the most id say))
While the two warriors were talking, Crowpaw was stalking a mouse not too far away from them. She crawled through the grass, lowering herself underneath where the mouse couldn't see her as it nibbled on grass seeds. She gathered her haunches, then lunged forward and plunged her claws into it. She gave it the killing bite before it could cry out, then popped out of the grass to look at her mentor, the mouse dangling in her jaws. Perhaps she could catch a bird now if any were still lingering about.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 13:27:10 GMT -5
[ i have to head to work right now, so i can't stay on, but i wanted to pop in real quick
Aria i agree! c: we'll get some whitesea and graystar interaction soon, and i'm excited for it <3
✨ nissabug ✨ i'm fine with crowpaw being the cat that the bird targets ^^ it would probably make more sense for the bird to try and go after the smaller cat anyway. idk which specific bird we want to use (hawk, falcon, eagle, etc.) but I'll leave that up to you and bumble to decide when they come back on. if i am not back from work in time to roleplay that scene out with you guys, i'm fine if you do it without me, i'll just have sparrowchirp running away in spirit cx ]
Sparrowchirp // the moors // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw Sparrowchirp, now that she was free to hunt, immediately stalked over the hill to seek out the squirrel she had first scented. The grass felt cool against her paws as she slid across the earth, and she opened her jaws again to drink in the surrounding smells. Once she pinpointed a more exact location, Sparrowchirp continued forward until the squirrel was in her line of sight. Then, she dropped into a crouch.
She had to time this perfectly otherwise the squirrel would dart away--probably into a hole in the ground or something that Sparrowchirp couldn't see from where she was. Like it was a gopher, or something. No matter. Sparrowchirp slowly stalked forward, her gaze intent. At the last possible second before the squirrel was bound to sense her Sparrowchirp sprung, claws unsheathed and quickly struck down the prey. She inhaled the delicious scent and gave a silent thanks to StarClan for the squirrel's life.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Dec 30, 2018 13:50:17 GMT -5
hello everyone! ^.^ how are you all?
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"you seem in an awful hurry to die," he meowed
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 30, 2018 14:00:20 GMT -5
[ crowpaw getting snatched makes sense to me! she's big but she's still an apprentice, and her dark coat color would be the easiest to spot. plus, mentor anxiety :3c embercurse have a nice time at work! c: ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » i'm doing well! my dog is laying on my legs and snoring like a little sausage. how are you? ] Mousefoot;; on the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpawMousefoot dropped into a crouch that ducked him below the grass, his jaws parted and ears swiveling as he tried to pinpoint prey nearby while keeping an ear out for Crowpaw. He stepped slow through the grass, keeping his tread light with his weight spread evenly across his paws, his tail straight out behind him. He thought he saw movement ahead of him, something small shuffling through the dirt at the base of the grass.
He zeroed in, gathering his haunches under him in preparation to pounce, but even that small movement alerted the mouse. He saw its head poke up in his direction before it scrambled away. "Mousedung!" he hissed and leapt after it, claws unsheathed, and he managed to stamp down on its tail before it could disappear into a burrow. It squeaked in a panic before he clamped his jaws down on its neck, silencing it.
He sat up with it held in his mouth, fur ruffled, hoping Sparrowchirp hadn't seen his clumsy catch, and saw Crowpaw pop up a small distance away with another mouse in her jaws. He trotted for her, purring his approval. "Good catch!" he said, voice muffled around the prey in his mouth. He set it down to speak. "You did better than I did, I'll bet every bit of prey around here heard my kill."
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Dec 30, 2018 14:04:32 GMT -5
dying at the cuteness that was that description of your dog
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 30, 2018 14:08:41 GMT -5
[[ I’m getting sick with a cold currently but will post Sagepaw’s and Badgerslash’s replies in a little bit]
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Post by Aria on Dec 30, 2018 14:10:33 GMT -5
[[ I’m getting sick with a cold currently but will post Sagepaw’s and Badgerslash’s replies in a little bit] Hello guys^^ and hope you feel better Foxowl.
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 30, 2018 14:16:01 GMT -5
[ ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » haha! yeah, he's a cutie. he's a fat old french bulldog and he's the most needy dog i've ever had. i'll be petting him and i'll take my hand away for one second to do something with my phone and he starts whining immediately. like how dare i do something that's not petting him! x3 ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ aw man, seems like everyone's coming down with something. be sure to take care of yourself, drink lots of fluids! hope you feel better soon Aria heyo! c: ]
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Dec 30, 2018 14:17:10 GMT -5
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Post by Aria on Dec 30, 2018 14:22:20 GMT -5
Aww, that is so cute. I wish I could have dog./Same, Many of my school friends and even my mom is sick.
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Dec 30, 2018 14:28:02 GMT -5
[ ahh I passed out last night xD but ahh I’m loving the relationship between dashflight and snowstreak omg - Aria I’m also really loving this rivalry between sootpaw and littlepaw xD do you think as they get older they might become good friend ? ]
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Post by Aria on Dec 30, 2018 14:48:43 GMT -5
-` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 , Heck yeah. I love Sootpaw and Littlepaw so much. Good friends sound great. Swear, If she wasn't already taken I would talk for ask for future mate, just because it so good and funny.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 30, 2018 15:39:43 GMT -5
[ crowpaw getting snatched makes sense to me! she's big but she's still an apprentice, and her dark coat color would be the easiest to spot. plus, mentor anxiety :3c embercurse have a nice time at work! c: ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » i'm doing well! my dog is laying on my legs and snoring like a little sausage. how are you? ] Mousefoot;; on the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpawMousefoot dropped into a crouch that ducked him below the grass, his jaws parted and ears swiveling as he tried to pinpoint prey nearby while keeping an ear out for Crowpaw. He stepped slow through the grass, keeping his tread light with his weight spread evenly across his paws, his tail straight out behind him. He thought he saw movement ahead of him, something small shuffling through the dirt at the base of the grass.
He zeroed in, gathering his haunches under him in preparation to pounce, but even that small movement alerted the mouse. He saw its head poke up in his direction before it scrambled away. "Mousedung!" he hissed and leapt after it, claws unsheathed, and he managed to stamp down on its tail before it could disappear into a burrow. It squeaked in a panic before he clamped his jaws down on its neck, silencing it.
He sat up with it held in his mouth, fur ruffled, hoping Sparrowchirp hadn't seen his clumsy catch, and saw Crowpaw pop up a small distance away with another mouse in her jaws. He trotted for her, purring his approval. "Good catch!" he said, voice muffled around the prey in his mouth. He set it down to speak. "You did better than I did, I'll bet every bit of prey around here heard my kill." Crowpaw set the mouse down, her eyes bright with both pride and humor. “At least you caught it,” she purred. “Whatever method works.” Hunting was always unpredictable, but at least there were many chances to catch something. The moors were teeming with prey during green-leaf, or she’s heard at least. She took a moment to bury both his and hers mice so any other animals wouldn’t scent it. Crowpaw sniffed up again, letting the breeze wash over her. “I think I smell a bird,” she said softly, moving to where the scent drifted from. ((let’s make it a hawk, since they eat more mammals, i think it’ll hear the bird she smells and be like “mm yes,,,, time to f e a s t”))
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Post by Sand on Dec 30, 2018 15:50:14 GMT -5
[ -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 — Littlepaw could catch up to Gulldrift if you’d like? He’s with Stormcloud & Breezepaw at the moment ]]
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 30, 2018 16:58:10 GMT -5
[ hhhgf crowpaw: *catches a bird* hawk: COME GET YALLS PREY ]
Mousefoot;; on the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpaw
His tail curled, eyes narrowing into amused slits. "Yes, at least I caught it." Mousefoot scented the air as she buried their prey, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the feel of the wind in his fur. He didn't hear her for a moment, and opened his eyes as Crowpaw moved away from him. "Hm? Oh--a bird. Right, yes."
He followed a tail-length behind his apprentice, lowering himself into a quiet stalk. This was a good opportunity for him to assess her technique up close. Mousefoot was confident in his apprentice's skills, to say the least. He kept quiet and settled back into the grass to watch.
Mousefoot was so focused on Crowpaw's form that he neglected to check the sky.
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 30, 2018 17:19:11 GMT -5
Badgerslash >> Camp → Training Grounds >> with Sootpaw ( Aria ) Badgerslash watched the meeting, keeping an eye on Sootpaw at all times. I really hope he doesn't start anything else with Littlepaw. Badgerslash’s eye gleamed as Graystar assigned Gulldrift to mentor Littlepaw, Gulldrift will do a fine job taking over as mentor for Littlepaw after all he is a senior warrior. Littlepaw will hopefully catch back up in no time. Badgerslash turned his full attention to Sootpaw, ”Yes, we may go now.” he flicked his tail, rising to his massive paws. He turned towards the entrance of the camp and took off in a sprint after insuring Sootpaw was at his heels. He let he feet carry him all the way to the training grounds, appreciating how great the breeze felt blowing through his fur as he ran. He stopped in his tracks as they reached the training grounds. He motioned with his tail to instruct Sootpaw to stop. ”I have been very impressed with your battle techniques as of late. You battle just as fiercely as our ancestors, I have taught you as many battle techniques as I am able to. It is time to test your skills out.” He looked Sootpaw in the eyes, ”Today, you will battle me, you will have the first move.”
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 20:20:32 GMT -5
[ i'm home from work! c: ]
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 30, 2018 20:22:50 GMT -5
Crowpaw found the bird she had scented; a good-sized thrush. She pawed toward it, her belly fur brushing the ground. She was almost there when the bird looked up and called out in alarm. The apprentice let out a soft hiss as the thrush took flight. Crowpaw leapt up and batted her paw forward. She hit its wing but it wasn’t enough to knock it down, so it continued to fly from her grasp. Dropping back to her paws, she sighed and watched it go. Her mouth opened to speak, but then she froze, and her eyes widened.
“M-Mousefoot...” Crowpaw said slowly, hoping to get his attention. Something big with wings was coming in their direction.
((sorry yall i was making cookies for new years lol))
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Post by Aria on Dec 30, 2018 20:24:45 GMT -5
Sootpawaccompanied by: Badgersplash (ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ )Location: Puffinclan's terrtiory/ Training grounds Notes: here Sootpaw took a finally glance at Littlepaw before bolting after Bagdersplash. We'll see who comes out on top. I will be me. His amber darker with new found resolve. The smell of the moor rushes into his nostrils. It was always so sweet and soothing. It helped to clear his mind of any doubt, anger and rage. Now the real him was coming to life. It was time beginning his training and grow to higher heights.
Sootpaw was never more the tail-length behind bi-color tom as they reached the training grounds. He was ready for whatever his mentor had planned and it seem sparring was first. Of course, he was impressed battle techniques. Soopaw practice those skills night and day even on other apprentices(when they anger him enough). "I see. Let's do it." He wasted no getting in battle position, claws ready for task at hand. Sootpaw raced toward dart at him with his right paw hoping claw at the tom.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 20:40:24 GMT -5
[ ooo I love cookies <33 especially holiday ones x'3 ]
Sparrowchirp // the moors // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw
--- Sparrowchirp had wandered a bit farther away from Mousefoot and Crowpaw, not wanting to disturb their training session or distract Crowpaw in her hunting. The she cat had had a bit of trouble after her first initial catch. The squirrel was still the only prey she had to show for her efforts, and the warrior was beginning to get a bit frustrated. Her tail lashed in annoyance, but she scented the air and scanned the moors for any sign of grass shuffling unnaturally.
Finally, after what seemed like moons, Sparrowchirp spotted a shrew that was just poking its face out of the grass. Thank StarClan! Now if I can just catch it... It was one thing to find prey, it was another to actually kill it. The she-cat didn't want to come back to camp with just a squirrel, though. PuffinClan had many cats that needed to be fed and Sparrowchirp was determined to pull her weight.
She began to carefully stalk towards her prey, eyes locked on the shrew. It wouldn't take but a hop and a slice to capture her prey, and Sparrowchirp was so tuned in to her hunt that she didn't pick up on anything that was going on around her--not with Mousefoot and Crowpaw, and not with the hawk that had entered their hunting grounds.
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 30, 2018 21:04:36 GMT -5
Mousefoot;; on the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpaw
He hissed in sympathetic disappointment as the thrush fluttered away, standing to watch it go. "That's alright," he started to say to Crowpaw. "It was a good... first...?"
Mousefoot trailed off as she said his name, following her gaze up just in time to see a dark, winged shape in the sky swiftly approaching them. He froze in fear, his fur bristling up and claws unsheathing instinctively, and his gaze fell back to his apprentice. His apprentice, whose dark fur and size marked her for a clear target. "Crowpaw," Mousefoot said, "run."
Speaking the words unlocked the vice grip the fear had held on him and he lunged forward, shoving his head into Crowpaw's shoulder to get her going and yowling at the top of his lungs, "Run!" Out on the moors there was little to no place to shelter--back in the forest was their best bet, but he refused to bolt off and leave his apprentice to fend for herself.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 30, 2018 21:18:40 GMT -5
Crowpaw quickly turned and started in the direction of camp. At least, until she remembered the other warrior with them. “Sparrowchirp!” she called out, louder than she’d ever spoken in a long time. “Run!” The hawk let out a shriek, and Crowpaw squealed and continued running the other direction. If anything, hopefully she heard that. Her heart beat wildly in her chest, and the blood through her ears, to the point where she couldn’t hear herself breathe. They had gotten so far from camp for this, and now they had to be fast enough to get back.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 21:45:40 GMT -5
Sparrowchirp // the moors // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw
So close, just a few more-
The shrew suddenly darted into the grass once more and Sparrowchirp, out of frustration, pounced after it even though she knew the prey was long gone. "Fox-dung!" The she-cat dug her claws into the earth, irritated, when she suddenly heard her brother's voice pierce the air. Mousefoot? Why was he yelling? Confusion swept over the she-cat and she craned her head to find her brother and his apprentice, not able to pick them out from where she was behind the hill.
She heard Crowpaw's voice next, and suddenly, the piercing shriek of a bird. Sparrowchirp's blood turned to ice as an ominous feeling overtook her, the warrior's gaze slowly trailing to where the shrew had bolted for what had appeared to be no reason.
That was no ordinary bird that Sparrowchirp heard--it was a hawk. Great StarClan! Suddenly, Sparrowchirp's limbs kick-started into motion and the she-cat darted up the hill and over, finally seeing Mousefoot and Crowpaw, as well as the dark shadow that was gliding through the sky at an alarmingly rapid rate. Fear coursed through Sparrowchirp, heavier than she had ever felt, and the warrior forced her legs to move faster. Everything--the grass, the hills--all passed by in a blur. She kept focus on Mousefoot and Crowpaw up ahead and the tree line that was farther in the distance than Sparrowchirp was comfortable with. How did we travel so far away?!
Suddenly, Sparrowchirp saw the shadow in the sky dip towards the earth and the warrior's heart seized. "Run faster!" Her yowl was desperate and full of fear, her eyes growing to the size of two full moons on her face.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 30, 2018 22:00:41 GMT -5
Crowpaw wasn’t sure if Sparrowchirp had caught up, until she saw the other brown warrior steadily catch up to her brother ahead of her. The apprentice ran as best she could behind them, the fear seeming to drive her faster. Her legs felt like they would fall off at any moment, but she knew she couldn’t slow down.
Suddenly, there was another scream from the hawk; and it was much louder than the first one. Crowpaw felt a set of talons pierce on both flanks, and she let out a scream. The ground grew further away, until she was ahead of Mousefoot and Sparrowchirp. Now the hard flapping of winds filled her ears, and all she could feel was the burning pain along her flank. She shrieked as the hawk did, announcing its successful catch. Desperately, Crowpaw tried to wriggle out of its grip, but it only tore at her flank more, and she continued to cry out.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 30, 2018 22:12:12 GMT -5
Sparrowchirp // the moors // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw
Sparrowchirp had pushed and pushed and she could feel her legs screaming at her to slow down, but her heart was racing with adrenaline and she was scared. She couldn't stop. When she turned to glance at her brother and Crowpaw, the warrior gasped when she realized that she couldn't see Crowpaw in front of her. The warrior quickly looked over her shoulder and saw that the apprentice was now behind her, and that Sparrowchirp had accidentally passed her. The shadow of the hawk passed over the ground as it gained speed, and the warrior suddenly came to an abrupt halt despite her head yelling at her to keep running.
"Crowpaw!" The warrior howled, her eyes wide with terror and her heart thumping. The hawk had gone straight into a dive and was headed towards the apprentice far too fast for Sparrowchirp to do anything. Even so, the she-cat ran towards the apprentice, her paws pounding across the moor-land as her head filled itself with nonsensical ramblings born of fear. No no no, StarClan no, please no-
Sparrowchirp knew she didn't have enough time--that her efforts were futile--and she wanted to cry. Her heart flooded with horror as the hawk reached Crowpaw first and sank its talons into the apprentice, flapping its wings fiercely to carry the she-cat off the ground. "Crowpaw, no!" Sparrowchirp's voice broke as she watched the hawk climb higher and higher. She could see Crowpaw struggling to break free, and the dark cat was yowling in pain and terror. Stop, stop!
The warrior's heart pounded in her chest, rooted to the spot. She felt completely helpless for there was nothing she could do but watch. This isn't happening, this cannot be happening! An intense and sudden onslaught of anger paired with desperation overtook Sparrowchirp. StarClan, if you take her I will never forgive you!
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