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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 18:34:13 GMT -5
(Iโll put up a reply for Nightwhisker and one for Leafstar tomorrow!)
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 18:42:14 GMT -5
Spruceleap"Didn't know muscles was another word for fat, but we learn something new everyday," Spruceleap chuckled again, rolling onto his side so he was facing the other two toms. The sun was particularly warm, and honestly if he wasn't busy ruthlessly teasing Dawnwhisper, with the brilliant assistance of Mooncloud, he most definitely would have fallen asleep. Spruceleap exhaled deeply, getting comfortable, and letting out a purr of content as he allowed himself to just relax and enjoy himself, "StarClan, the sun is just gorgeous today, isn't it?" He couldn't help but chirp.
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 19, 2019 18:59:02 GMT -5
pssst, you're spelling it 'dawnwhisper' instead of 'dreamwhisper' just lettin you know :p ))Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat Dreamwhisper peaked an eye open to look at the sky. He noted sleepily to himself that it is nice at this time of day. "It's ok. Dawn is better. You should wake up early enough to see it." The tom said, closing his eyes again. Mooncloud shook his head and said in an exasperated tone, "no wonder you're always tried by this time. You get up too early."
Dreamwhisper chuckled, "maybe. But it's entirely worth it. You two should try coming with me to try it sometime and see true beauty."
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 19:12:14 GMT -5
((Ack, sorry! I'll go back and correct them tomorrow. Thank you for telling me, or I most definitely would've kept calling him Dawnwhisper ^^;.)) Spruceleap"Sunset is pretty too," Spruceleap murmured as he cracked open and eye and looked up at the bright blue sky, where the sun was just a white orb of light at this point, "Especially near the Crystal Stream, which, depending on where you're looking at it from, turns this absolutely stunning shade of amber..." Spruceleap explained, voice slightly more muffled due to the fact his body was contemplating whether to sleep or not, "But I bet dawn is pretty too, too bad I'm never awake for it." He chuckled. Even when he was on dawn patrol- which was plenty of times. The older warriors always shoved dawn patrol duty onto the younger warriors- his eyes were either glued to the floor out of tiredness, or his memory was fuzzy because of how sleep he was, "We'll have to show each other. I'll get up early, and you'll somehow," He exaggerated the next few words tossing his head as best he could dramatically, "Stay awake."
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Post by graygoyle on Feb 19, 2019 20:51:37 GMT -5
(( i'm willing to offer mothclaw as the murderer, or at least one of them. he would be loyal to the way the clan has always functioned, but maybe he takes it too far? he starts killing the rebels without leafstar or any of the other loyalists knowing, therefore inciting more tension?
maybe his killings could give the rebels more fuel? for instance, they could claim the clan is trying to silence those that do not conform and enact capital punishment.
rainstone will be neutral; i cannot see her giving a strong opinion either way until the murders start escalating.
blackscar will be loyal.
firestream a rebel and possible murder victim. ))
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Post by graygoyle on Feb 19, 2019 21:23:38 GMT -5
Blackscar - Camp - โค Ivory โค
Watching the nursery anxiously from afar, Blackscar emitted a loud sigh. His queen, Lilyfern, was sheltered within, being catered to by Wolfheart. A tempest of emotions stormed inside his chest: excitement, fear, joy, dread, impatience, love. He was at war with himself. It took every ounce of his strength not to barge into the nursery and see that Lilyfern was being taken care of. He did not doubt Wolfheart's expertise. Life was simply unkind to the older warrior. His first queen, Shellshine, was a victim of a harsh leafbare and violent kitting. Her deathbed was furnished by gore and frost. StarClan as giving as They were punishing.
Thankfully, restless movement caught his yellow eyes. Ivorymoon sat beside the tunnel that led to TreeClan's territory. Blackscar regarded the rookie warrior with a beaming grin. Only a moon ago, the tomcat before him was sleeping in the apprentices den. Blackscar felt a wave of nostalgia as he reminisced on his first few moons as a warrior. His mind could not help but wander to the young romance he shared with Shellshine... Shaking his head, Blackscar huffed and rolled his shoulders. It took great effort to maintain composure. It was a miracle he had not sprouted gray hairs on his muzzle waiting for Lilyfern to give birth.
In desperate need for a distraction, the burly warrior approached Ivorymoon. Littered with scars of all shapes and sizes across his black pelt, Blackscar was a fearsome tomcat to behold. However, there was nothing but warmth in his yellow eyes, and the fond smile on his face all but erased his intimidating frame.
"Ivorymoon," he greeted. Blackscar's voice was as deep as a thunder's rumble in his broad chest. "Warriorhood suits you. How do you fare in the big den now?" A hearty laugh shook his frame. "I remember how good I slept once I made it. Aye, those were the good ol' days... back when I had a handsome mug." His laugh grew deeper, more humorous. "Blimey... To think that was before you were even born! Where do the days go. Ahh, ha, you know, they called me Blackfeather back then."
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Post by Blaze โก on Feb 20, 2019 0:58:16 GMT -5
[ Hello. I am not sure if anyone is here at this hour; however, I will be typing my responses up c:
with the plot, although why are they separating again? Do the rebels believe in a more rogue lifestyle or is the conflict more stemmed by the fact that Treeclan is very spiritual and has a tendency to shun cats who don't believe (which would probably anger some cats)? I feel like Raggedfinch would follow his sister into rebellion, my boy is pretty family motivated. Linnetpaw will be torn; he wants to please everyone. he will be like a puppy stuck in a room with two people that want his attention. He just won't be able to decide what side, so neutral for my apprentice <3 Shyrabbit will probably side with Leafstar I am not sure where Sandcricket will stand. It will be somewhat fun to have her be a rebel since her parents are loyalists. ]
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Post by Blaze โก on Feb 20, 2019 1:55:10 GMT -5
[ I am not sure if I am liking how I'm RPing Raggedfinch .-. but I guess he is fairly new. He probably just needs to "settle" ]
Raggedfinch & Brambleflowr & Rainstone / camp / radiolizard graygoyle
Raggedfinch shook his head slightly, almost in exasperation. Sometimes he wished he had his sister energy but other times, he enjoyed the simplicity of things. Warrior duties were nice and repetitive, although he could see his sister's point about everything being interesting. "I guess it depends who you are doing warrior duties with," he meowed with a soft purr. His green eyes were flickering with amusement as he thought about their various clanmates Being on patrols with Mothclaw was always... interesting while both of the senior warriors were rather stoic. The apprentices were always a joy, or at least in Raggedfinch's opinion. He always enjoyed young'ns though. "Oh hey," he piped up, realizing that he trailed off as he thought about their clanmates, "We should take Snowpaw and Shallowpaw out together later," he meowed. He hasn't seen his sister much lately, due to them both being mentors and their schedules have been off for the past moon.
Raggedfinch looked as his sister turned to face one of their clanmates. He followed her gaze and took note of Rainstone, who watching the siblings converse. His gaze flickered back to his sister, a knowing flicker in his eyes. He withheld a soft purr to himself, resting his head back on his paws as he waited to see how Rainstone would react to Brambleflower. He twitched his whiskers when the she-cat gave a cool no and he observed Brambleflower's brief reaction, which swiftly changed once Rainstone came over. He waited for his sister to greet the warrior, it was obvious that Rainstone only came over for her or at least, it was to the tom. He was content to lay quietly and observe, although he swished his tail towards Rainstone in a silent greeting.
Raggedfinch's green eyes twinkled as his sister directed her attention back to him. She always seemed to get caught up in the moment, he wasn't sure why Rainstone had managed to catch his sister's fleeting attention but whatever happened, he would follow Brambeflower's direction. "It's alright, sister," he meowed flickering his tail towards her, "Sometimes, you need to take a breather," he teased her, playfully. He tilted his head, glancing back out across camp before looking back to the two she-cats, briefly wondering if he should go back to business. "Anyways, how do you feel about taking Snowpaw and Shallowpaw out later?" he asked again, knowing that his sister's mind was other places and that she probably forgot all about the question the first time.
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Post by Blaze โก on Feb 20, 2019 2:42:56 GMT -5
Sandcricket & Firestream and Mothclaw / Old Halfbridge / graygoyle
The cream tabby twitched her whiskers in amusement at Firestream's clarification. Her mother was the same way at times, although Shyrabbit wasn't as extreme as Mothclaw would be. Her mother was also just a worry wart when it came to Sandcricket, something that she had accepted being 17 moons and having her mother still ask her if she was getting enough sleep and blah blah.
"It is a shame," Sandcricket meowed, flickering her tail. She could feel sympathetic for Firestream's obvious pain, even though it seemed more like a "pain in the tail" problem. "Having fun is what being a warrior is all about," she informed Firestream with a cheeky grin. Fun was a fundamental part of being alive. She offered her clanmate a soft purr as she glanced around their surroundings idly, "I am glad to be of service."
Sandcricket was cut off from saying anything else as she took note of a furious Mothclaw heading their way. "Uh oh," she breathed under her breath. She watched as the golden tom stalked closer to where they were sitting on the dock. She observed the two bickering, preferring to stay quiet and out of their vivid conversation. She was briefly pleased that he returned her greeting, she wasn't expecting that from Mothclaw. She released another small purr at Firestream's tactile gesture, even though she was pretty sure by this point that Firestream was either trying to avoid hunting or Mothclaw. Her honey amber eyes flickered between the two squabbling warriors before she realized that the attention was now on her. She took note of Firestream's pointed look and withheld a chortle of laughter, which she was sure neither would find amusing at this time. "Of course," she chimed and leaned into the fiery ginger feline, something that friends would do, gazing at Mothclaw.
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Post by owlspots on Feb 20, 2019 5:28:25 GMT -5
OWLPAW || CAMP (dnacat ) Owlpaw blinked happily, her ears twitching. "Sometimes I forget that Swansong is your mother, just because you're both so different. She's really cool, I've learned a lot from her! My father's a bit of a pain in the tail sometimes," she mewed, taking her time to observe the mostly-white tom. He certainly looked like Swansong, but where the little tabby's mentor was kind and gentle and patient, Whitepaw was - from her encounters with him - well... not. She let out a little mrrow of laughter at her denmate's statement about the snow, and vaguely remembered the previous leafbare when she'd still been in the nursery with her mother Doeleap shortly before the greencough bout, how many warriors had returned to camp caked in snow with their dark pelts almost unrecognisable. "You're right, I don't think we do a great job at hunting in the snow. But we'll be nearly warriors by then, so we can always learn!" She glanced around the camp, hoping to see Swansong emerge from somewhere, because her paws were itching to be used.
GRASSHEART || WESTERN HUNTING GROUNDS (maplee & radiolizard ) The large tom returned the apprentice's smile with a small one of his own, pricking his ears at the sound of a small scuffling in the grass nearby. "One moment," he murmured quietly, dropping smoothly into the hunter's crouch. Grassheart wasn't the best hunter by far, but he had spent a long time serving the Clan and was the oldest warrior in the camp, so he'd had plenty of practice. The burly tom vanished into a clump of ferns; it was only moments later that he returned with possibly the world's scrawniest mouse clamped in his jaws. He dropped the kill by his paws and scraped some dirt over it, silently thanking StarClan for the prey. When he opened his eyes he glanced at Mintpaw. "Now, I'm more than sure you can do better than I did, you have a very good mentor."
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 9:08:28 GMT -5
Whitepaw owlspots"Are you implying I'm not cool?" Whitepaw meowed back and, if he had eyebrows, he would have arched one. Whitepaw felt happy to have a white pelt as he too remembered the leaf-bare before, when he was just a small ball of fur, and he remembered all the warriors with dark pelts coming stumbling into camp, caked with snow and looking like a muddy snow-ball. His white pelt would - for at least one season - not be a pain in the tail to hunt with, "Though you are right. Leaf-bare will really be our chance to prove ourselves." He noticed Owlpaw's twitching paws, restless with energy, and wondered if Swansong would emerge from her sun-high nap soon. SwansongSwansong emerged from the warriors den at least, eyes still half-lidded as her body woke up from the long nap she had just taken. She stretched out her back, pressing her chest to the floor and arching, yawning widely. Her eyes blinked at different paces, the left one a bit slower than the right one, before she looked up at the sky, "StarClan," She thought to herself, eyes widening in alarm, "I should probably take Owlpaw out for training soon. I promised her I'd show her along the Crystal Stream." She mentally whacked herself across the ears, as she scanned the camp for Owlpaw.
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Post by owlspots on Feb 20, 2019 10:21:12 GMT -5
OWLPAW || CAMP (dnacat ) Owlpaw rounded her eyes owlishly - no pun intended - at the mostly-white tom. "Well, you're not quite as cool as Swansong, but yeah - you're pretty cool too, Whitepaw," she beamed, twitching her whiskers happily. "You'll be way better at hunting in leafbare than me, your pelt will blend right in! Swansong might as well be training a bush covered in snow when the real cold starts to hit, it's gonna get all over my fur." The fluffy brown tabby caught another flash of movement in her peripheral vision and glanced up to spot her mentor searching the camp, presumably looking for her. "Oh, there's Swansong now! I'm gonna go and see if she needs me for anything; I'll see you later, Whitepaw! It was nice talking to you, y'know you're good company when you try!" She kept her tone light, to let the tom know she was only teasing, and bounced eagerly to her paws, waving her tail in farewell to her denmate as she trotted across the camp towards Swansong.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 10:41:19 GMT -5
Whitepaw"Thank you?" Whitepaw said unsurely in response to Owlpaw's comments. Had he been good company to her? Oh StarClan, no! This would mean Owlpaw would freely invite herself into conversation with him whenever she felt like it. Whitepaw groaned outwardly this time, but laid his chin on his paws, watching as his denmate skipped over to his mother, who looked rather dazed yet alarmed. He wondered where Dreamwhisper was, he really wanted to get in some hunting training so that he could be in top hunting condition for leaf-bare. Swansong owlspotsSwansong peered around camp once more, noting everyone who was awake in her head, before she spotted Owlpaw bounding towards her, away from Whitepaw, "Odd," Swansong thought to herself, as she beamed widely at her clearly excited apprentice, "Whitepaw always goes on about how annoying Owlpaw is. Oh, well, you never know with apprentices these days." Swansong purred warmly as Owlpaw approached her, and mewed, "Owlpaw! Sorry, I must've slept in longer than I thought I did. I swore I told Darkbranch to wake me, I guess he fell asleep himself." She chuckled, Whitepaw was grumpy, but Darkbranch was terrible.
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Post by owlspots on Feb 20, 2019 10:59:01 GMT -5
OWLPAW || CAMP (dnacat ) The little apprentice skittered to a halt in front of her mentor, returning the older she's warm purr with her own, much higher in pitch. "That's okay! I was talking to Whitepaw instead! Y'know I thought he hated me or something, but he's been nice. We talked about the weather, and about leafbare hunting! I don't think I'm going to be very good at hunting in leafbare; my pelt is too dark," she mewed, her voice chirpy. Briefly, she glanced back over her shoulder at her denmate to find him staring off in another direction; maybe he was looking for his mentor, too? It'd be fun to train together soon, she thought, Dreamwhisper is really nice! She turned her round yellow eyes up to her mentor, having to really strain her neck to meet the gaze of the warrior due to her small size, and stretched up on her paws to bush out her fur. "What are we doing today?"
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 11:07:53 GMT -5
Swansong owlspotsEven though she was two moons into her apprenticeship, and so determined to be a warrior, Swansong still could not help but to consider Owlpaw adorable. Her voice had yet to mature and lower, and she was still only just about taller than an older kit. She was a constant form of entertainment to the senior warriors, as they watched her rush about camp, attempting to be the best warrior to TreeClan as possible, "I'm sure Whitepaw does not hate you," Swansong mewed to her apprentice, giving her a small smile, "He's just... easily irritated," She looked over at him briefly, as Whitepaw stared off, "Anyway, today's training! I'm holding myself true to my own word, and taking you to the Crystal Stream." Swansong explained. Owlpaw's hunting performance may dip during leaf-bare, but if she could rely on her fishing skills, she could spend the cold days down by the river, fishing instead.
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Post by maplee on Feb 20, 2019 11:13:48 GMT -5
Mintpaw - Western Hunting Grounds - owlspots The black and white apprentice watched as Grassheart dropped into a hunting crouch and quickly caught the mouse, although it was a scrawny one. She was in awe at his hunting crouch and hoped she could be as good as that someday. Mintpaw looked up from the mouse as Grassheart spoke. "I'm sure I will catch a big mouse!" She said confidently. "I'll catch the biggest mouse in the forest and all the other mice will tremble at my might!" She continued, determination lighting her minty eyes as she hopped to her small paws and a huge, meaningful smile spread across her face. Sure, she must have sounded foolish, especially in the presence of two grown warriors, but she was determined to prove she could be one of the best hunters the clan had ever seen. She perked her ears and opened her mouth, scenting the terrain for any prey scent. She scented a squirrel, and decided that even if that wasn't what she wanted, it would have to do for now. The she cat dropped into her flawed hunting crouch and began stalking in the direction of the scent, the bushy tail of the squirrel coming into view. Mintpaw sprang, landing a paw length away from the squirrel, sending it running. She ran after it, jumping and landing on it, digging her claws into the small animal as she fell sideways onto the grass. Mintpaw quickly recovered and pinned the squirrel, biting it's neck and killing it. he trotted back to the warriors and sat down proudly, dropping the squirrel at her feet and shaking the leaves and grass from her fur. "I caught it!" She exclaimed triumphantly. "It put up a good fight but I have ended down the evil reign of this squirrel!" She looked over at Nightwhisper and Grassheart. "Did I do good?" She asked tentatively after a moment of silence. She realized she had made a lot of noise and was ready for a scolding for being so loud.
Oh gosh sorry it's so long, I'm not the best at writing hunting scenes in roleplay ;; I hope she doesn't seem overpowered? I wanted to give a little bit of flaw in the hunting but also wanted her to catch the squirrel? If I need to edit anything it'll definitely do that))
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 11:18:58 GMT -5
((That seems pretty good maplee, though, since Mintpaw is a very new apprentice, maybe have her muddle up scents or have trouble pin-pointing them? As well as that, squirrels are very fast and may be able to hear her before she gets to 'em, even if they just hear a twig snap before continuing on with what they're doing. But all in all it was pretty good imo ^^!))
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Post by graygoyle on Feb 20, 2019 11:33:17 GMT -5
Rainstone - Camp - radiolizard, Blaze โก
As Rainstone adjusted to her new company, she felt a twinge of unease. She was not used to being invited into a conversation. Had it been any other warrior, Rainstone would be suspicious, but she could not imagine Brambleflower having ill intentions. Nonetheless, she was confused by the she-cat's kindness. Rainstone hardly interacted with her, aside from the occasional staring, so she failed to wrap her head around what made her interesting to the she-cat.
When Brambleflower struggled to resume her conversation with her brother, Rainstone tilted her head. Peculiar. Was Brambleflower flustered? Silver eyes narrowed, Rainstone felt a bubble of amusement rise within her belly. Rainstone never knew Brambleflower to get easily embarrassed. A small chuckle escaped her, sounding almost spectral; it was not often Rainstone found reason to laugh. As soon as it came, it left, and it was like she never laughed at all. Regaining her composure, she righted her posture and became stoic again.
Raggedfinch's knowing look made Rainstone uncomfortable. Did he know something she didn't? Rainstone frowned, perplexed. She would hate to be the butt of a joke. Perhaps Brambleflower did have an ulterior motive? She gazed at the tawny molly and a small smile broke her serious visage. No, impossible. Brambleflower was not that kind of cat.
At the suggestion of taking apprentices out, Rainstone looked away. Ah, this did not include her. Of course their interaction would be short-lived. Brambleflower and Raggedfinch were not exactly her "friends." Rainstone realized this whole ordeal probably boiled down to politeness. Brambleflower saw Rainstone sitting alone, unoccupied, and invited her over out of sympathy. She felt her heart wither at the notion, and her stony face became colder.
"Pardon my intrusion," she murmured. Her deep, cool voice broke the conversation like an icicle against rock. "If you were intending to go out with the apprentices, you could have spared me the courtesy of this conversation." Her silver eyes locked on Brambleflower, only drifting to Raggedfinch briefly. She dipped her head formally, apologetically. "I know I am not the most entertaining."
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Post by owlspots on Feb 20, 2019 12:05:14 GMT -5
OWLPAW || CAMP (dnacat ) "Well, I hope you're right, because I'd like to be his friend!" The little apprentice chirruped happily, swishing her tail. At the mention of the Crystal Stream her eyes widened almost impossibly further: she'd heard so many stories from her mother when she had been a young kit about the beautiful stream that flowed through the territory, and how it led to the Starpool, where the leaders and medicine cats went to converse with StarClan. She gave an excited bounce, whiskers twitching and fur standing on end. "I can't wait to see it! Is it true you can catch massive fish there? I heard there are fish that are as big as Leafstar!" She'd only seen Leafstar up close a pawful of times: at her apprentice ceremony and sometimes around camp, but she knew that TreeClan's leader was one of the largest cats she'd ever seen - she was easily as big as Grassheart! "I want to be as big as Leafstar too! I bet she's really strong! Do you have to be really strong to catch fish, or do you think I could catch one today? Have you ever caught a really big fish, Swansong?"
GRASSHEART || WESTERN HUNTING GROUNDS (maplee ) Grassheart observed the young apprentice's movements carefully, watching her as she dropped into a crouch. Her technique was as clumsy as could be expected for a little cat of her age, but she made a very good effort and the dark tom was impressed by how much she'd paid attention to his own crouch. His eyes widened slightly in shock at her daring attempt to capture the squirrel, and even more so when her jaws came into contact with the prey's flesh and the animal went limp in her grasp: the thing was almost as big as she was. He had picked up on the level of noise, however, and although he did not want to encroach on Nightwhisker's authority as her mentor, he decided to offer the young cat some advice. "Very impressive," he praised, "but in future you should watch where you're putting your paws before you move them, otherwise you'll scare off more prey than you'll catch!" He reminded himself that the apprentice was as young as his own daughter, Owlpaw, and so he softened his voice as best he could.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 12:17:57 GMT -5
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Swansong couldn't help but laugh at the onslaught of curious, excited questions from the young apprentice. She remembered her first few days of training, where she'd been just as excitable and eager to learn and ask questions of her mentor. Owlpaw's energy was always a nice refresher, a good wake up call and Owlpaw could bring a smile to Swansong's face just from her youthful energy, "I don't think there's fish as big as Leafstar, no, but when I was your age, Rainstone, then Rainpaw, came home with one of the biggest fish I'd ever seen! I have caught some big fish, but never as big as the one she brought back to camp! And no, you don't have to be strong, you've just gotta be quick. And we both know you're that." Swansong purred as she remembered Rainstone coming into camp, a smug look on her face, with a massive salmon in jaw. The then young apprentice was barely able to hold it on her own.
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Post by owlspots on Feb 20, 2019 12:37:55 GMT -5
OWLPAW || CAMP Owlpaw listened intently to her mentor, hanging onto Swansong's every word with wide eyes. "That's so cool! I wanna catch a really big fish too! I'll catch the biggest fish ever!" She bounced around in an excited circle. Her chest swelled with pride as her mentor praised her speed, warmth flooding her pelt and making her fur bush out even more. She cleared her throat and raised her head, attempting to flatten her fur and appear more mature, but unable to fight the grin that crept onto her face and the happy mrrow that bubbled in her throat. "I'm gonna work really hard and catch lots of fish for the Clan! I'll be the best at catching fish so that even in leafbare we'll have loads of prey!" She was eager to get out of camp now and prove herself to Swansong, and maybe when she got back she could tell her father about going to see the Crystal Stream!
BOUNCEWIND || CAMP (open for interaction) The flame-coloured warrior stretched lazily out in the sun beside the warriors den, rolling over onto her back with a pleasured sigh. She cracked open one eye at the sound of loud, high-pitched meowing and was unsurprised when her gaze fell upon Owlpaw practically bouncing off her paws. Bouncewind chortled: she'd shared the same unbridled enthusiasm as an apprentice and had maintained a lot of her energy into warriorhood, but she liked to think she'd mellowed out a bit. She closed her eyes again and pricked her ears, waiting for any news of a hunting party, or if StarClan perhaps wasn't so kind, a border patrol. Honestly, she just wanted out of camp for a while, and if that meant traipsing along TreeClan's borders behind a surly senior warrior with another on of her Clanmates in tow, then so be it.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 12:49:35 GMT -5
((Owlpaw is so damn cute asljdlasjd)) SwansongowlspotsSwansong purred warmly as Owlpaw bounced around in an excited circle, wishing she too could be so young and hopeful and easily excited as the apprentice, "Well then, I think if I keep you in camp any longer you might explode, so let's get headed, huh?" Swansong meowed, smiling warmly at her apprentice. She was really proud of Owlpaw, she was such a determined and eager apprentice, who wanted to know anything and everything that Swansong had to offer her. Swansong knew that she would go on to be one of the most honoured cats of TreeClan, and she couldn't wait for the day she'd get to watch Owlpaw receive her warrior name. Swansong pushed herself to her feet from where she had been sitting and beginning to trot out of camp, not looking back as she knew Owlpaw would most likely dart ahead of her.
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 20, 2019 14:59:50 GMT -5
All good :p i thought it was a typo at first and then you still did it. Dawnwhisper sounds like a good name tho :o ))
Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat Dreamwhisper started to laugh but died down quickly after as Mooncloud giggled and said, "good luck getting him there without finding him curled up right next to a tree root!" The grey tom joked and poked at his brother's face who promptly shoved the offending paw away. Dreamwhisper shifted so he could get a better look at Spruceleaf, "ignore him. I could make it. So as long as there's a reward." He was teasing, of course, but he might as well make a deal out of it.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 15:20:03 GMT -5
((it does, but Dreamwhisper is pretty sweet as well)) Spruceleap โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑัSpruceleap laughed lightly at Mooncloud's joke. The grey tom probably wasn't wrong, he wouldn't be surprised if he finally got to the Crystal Stream at sunset and turned around to find Dreamwhisper asleep by a tree. He yawned as he attempted to speak, his head shaking slightly afterwards, before he spoke, "A reward? Hmm..." Spruceleap paused to think about what he could offer Dreamwhisper that would make the tom stay up long enough to go to see the sunset with him. He suddenly seemed to come to a conclusion, ears sticking upwards, "I know! You get to spend time with me, the ever so charming and handsome Spruceleap. I'll take you on a long walk by the river at sunset and we'll hold tails." He paused for dramatic effect, before chuckling tiredly at his own joke. He was drowsy, so everything he said to himself was hilarious.
"Okay, but, seriously," Spruceleap cleared his throat again, still chuckling a bit at his own joke, before he continued, "The day after we see the sunrise and sunset, I'll cover all of your patrols. I'll even train Whitepaw, if you want." He offered, flicking his tail and murmuring, 'the little brat,' under his breath, though there was still a gentle, teasing tone to his voice.
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ัฦฮฑั on Feb 20, 2019 15:54:16 GMT -5
thank you <3 )) Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat Dreamwhisper hummed in thought. The offer was incredibly tempting, especially since his apprentice was almost a royal pain in his tail with how sour he was all the time. The ruddy tom then grinned, "I don't know. I quite like your first idea." He winked and continued on with a nod, "but I'll take the patrols and my apprentice being put onto you for the day."
"Now you're just encouraging him to be more lazy, Spruceleaf." Mooncloud sighed sleepily. He stood and stretched, "I'm gonna head into the den for a nap. Have fun you two." The grey tom padded softly back into the warrior's den, curling up inside he nest almost immediately. He almost hated how his brother's atmosphere made him so sleepy all the time.
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 20, 2019 16:12:57 GMT -5
Brambleflower - Camp - graygoyle Blaze โก Brambleflower nodded as Raggedfinch spoke, eyes brightening once more.
โI would love to take our apprentices out! I havenโt been able to spend too much time with mine,โ she replied cheerily, any traces of embarrassment on her face gone. Her tail curled neatly around her paws as she purred just barely audibly, splayed across the ground like a brown birdโs feather. Suddenly her ears perked up at hearing Rainstone speak. What? No, Rainstone was not boring! Brambleflower quickly began to speak with fervor, not hesitating for one moment.
โOh no! Iโm sorry that I made you think that. I do really enjoy your... presence. Itโs nice to have you around, and Iโm being honest. Believe me, you are very entertaining and interesting too!โ Brambleflower cut in zestily, smiling widely and loosening her perkily straight posture for a moment.
โRight, Raggedfinch?โ She confirmed with her brother with a quick look to him. Her eyes clearly said to agree, but she hoped that he saw it.
Nightwhisper - Western Hunting grounds - owlspots maplee Nightwhisper, without hesitation, began to stalk off into the forest and left Mintpaw alone for a few moments. He drank in the scents of the forest and immediately caught a faint whiff of something drifting along the wind. Bird, maybe? It was unusual that an avian creature would just be out in the forest like this, but Nightwhisper took the chance in no time. His muscles tensed as he moved closer and closer to the source of the scent, paws as light as the air. If he tripped on a twig it would all be over... He held his breath until a small rustling noise alerted him that he was near.
Behind some small fronds of plants underneath a tree, two tiny birds of unknown type were rustling about, maybe pecking at seeds. Nightwhisper could practically feel him pouncing at the duo already, and he didnโt waste any time in case they had already noticed him.
With a swift movement the huge black warrior pounced and unsheathed his claws, landing squarely on one bird and finishing it off in no time. He felt his claws catch on feathers again and he looked to the side quickly. The second bird had just barely escaped him, but it was tottering away and not able to fly. StarClan, thank you for this prey, Nightwhisper thought before finishing off the remaining bird as well as he could. It wasnโt the cleanest catch, but it would be a good bounty for the clan.
Nightwhisper gently picked up the two tiny limp creatures, padding back the way he came.
โOh, Mintpaw! You did a fantastic job over there. Make sure to thank StarClan please. I can see you got very lucky over there,โ he mewed proudly after dropping the twin birds.
โI did fairly well so far too, but... theyโre a bit small. I think thereโs enough meat on them though!โ he added, brushing off a leaf from his shoulder with a paw.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 20, 2019 16:13:49 GMT -5
Spruceleap โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั"See you Mooncloud! It was nice talking to you!" Spruceleap called after the other tom, before he mumbled to himself a bit, "StarClan, Dreamwhisper, you really do have a sleepy... aura..." Spruceleap yawned again, left ear twitching, "Hm, but at least you know your way around a good deal." He let out a harsh, staggered breath - a chuckle of sorts. He rested his chin on the floor, tempted to fall asleep right there and then. He couldn't blame Mooncloud for wanting to nap in the warriors den, Spruceleap felt like he could sleep for the rest of his natural life. But he had to stay awake- it wouldn't be fair if Dreamwhisper got to show him the sunrise, and he didn't get to show Dreamwhisper the sunset.
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Post by lazy penguin on Feb 20, 2019 16:14:06 GMT -5
(i'm gonna read through responses quickly, but then I'll get up a Rosefang response and maybe a couple of starters!)
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 20, 2019 16:19:59 GMT -5
Leafstar - Nursery - Lycaonia Leafstar listened silently to Lilyfernโs responses, her warm smile staying strong. A motherโs love for her kits was quite immeasurable and it was obvious that Lilyfern was glowing with it.
โItโs understandable to be nervous,โ she replied with a laugh, โbut it seems everything is going well. Thank you for talking with me today too, Lilyfern! I canโt wait to see a few new warriors added to our clan.โ
The leader slowly got up, not wanting to leave too soon, but knew she had to get back to her duties. The soft and warm scents of the nursery were all too enticing! If she could, Leafstar would have wanted to stay there forever, leadership duties a far off memory. With a shake of her brown fur she dipped her head before ducking in between the roots of the tree that was home to the nursery, slipping through a narrow gap to see the sunlight once more.
โGoodbye Lilyfern! Regretfully, I must admit. Iโll come to see you later whenever you need me, but Wolftheart should be taking excellent care of you, knowing her,โ Leafstar purred, and with that last parting remark she padded into the camp clearing.
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 20, 2019 16:21:35 GMT -5
[ Hello. I am not sure if anyone is here at this hour; however, I will be typing my responses up c:
with the plot, although why are they separating again? Do the rebels believe in a more rogue lifestyle or is the conflict more stemmed by the fact that Treeclan is very spiritual and has a tendency to shun cats who don't believe (which would probably anger some cats)? I feel like Raggedfinch would follow his sister into rebellion, my boy is pretty family motivated. Linnetpaw will be torn; he wants to please everyone. he will be like a puppy stuck in a room with two people that want his attention. He just won't be able to decide what side, so neutral for my apprentice <3 Shyrabbit will probably side with Leafstar I am not sure where Sandcricket will stand. It will be somewhat fun to have her be a rebel since her parents are loyalists. ] Yes, the rebels do not want to share the island territory as a clan (wanting to divide the territory amongst themselves) and may also reject the clanโs ideals (religious and such), so to speak. Iโll add your characters on the plot page! I agree, it would be interesting to have Sandcricket as a rebel and I will add her as such.
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