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Post by Falconwing on Dec 7, 2019 13:50:30 GMT -5
《 Hey everyone, hope we are all doing good today I am working on typing up my responses now. AlphaWolves Welcome to Tangleclan! So happy to see you'd like to join us, but I require that you initially join with one of each gender. I and also currently accepting rogues that are apart of the rogue group that will be introduced into the RP. ●!!!☆Rogue Group Plot☆!!!● There is a small formidable group of rogues who are ran out of their terriotry by the destruction/construction that is happening on the other side of the thunderpath. They will end up trying to claim Hare Meadow as they're new territory. The group will need a Leader that position is up for grabs. I will have my Nova be the leaders Rightpaw(Deputy). There is no healer position for this group which will be a huge dilemma for them so just know that rogue characters are more susceptible to dying due to infected wounds/sicknesses. This rogue group might eventually mold into Marshclan and take over the Marshlands to the south of Tangleclan territory. But that is not set in stone we will just RP and see where it takes us. FYI Jagg is not apart of the group he is a loner, but he does know about the group. 》
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 7, 2019 14:31:50 GMT -5
[Love love love it all! Would be interested in leader, up to you all. I'll be happy to make expendable rogues, my plan right now is for Sorrelstep to actually die awhile after she's left the clan as well. Also, I think I'll have Stoatheart pop into camp now and leave to gather more supplies for Jagg/Sorrel whenever we're ready to have the group get him]
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 7, 2019 14:37:35 GMT -5
¤Otterheart¤ Otterheart was swift to listen to Rosewind, having immense respect for her position as a medicine cat despite her younger age. Doing as he was told the tom chewed it up herbs, lips curling in disgust, but dutiful none the less. Spitting it out he put it on his paw and reached out for Rosewind to hand it over. "Here you go Rosewind, is that okay?" Hopefully he did it right, the last thing he wanted was to have to do it all over again, his tongue was still trying to work the taste out of his mouth.
☆Timberstar☆ Listening to Sorrelstep Timberstar blinked thankfully. "You did well Sorrelstep, Fallowleaf" he mew casting a look to the younger warrior as well. "Thank you for protecting the clan, we are grateful for your sacrifice." Turning to Rosewind who was working on the wounded tom he stepped forwards and inspected the unconscious loner. "Will he live?" He questioned curiously. Timberstar had many questions, he wanted to know what the tom was doing here and why he came so close to his clans camp.
¤Jagg¤ Everything was black for the sandy tom. Not even a glimps of a dream coursed through his mind. When he had been knowck off of the black she-cat his head had whiplashed and slammed into a rock on the forest floor. Not only did it cause a deep gash just below his left ear so deep you could see bone, it also knocked him unconscious. His breathing was steady and strong and probably would have awakened by now but the recent events had exhausted him to no end and his body kept him in a slumber.
◇Rushpaw◇ Rushpaw had been lingering in the apprentices den catching up on some sleep when the commotion in camp woke her. Exiting the den she crouched on the edges of the group curious as to what was happening. So far she had only picked up bits and pieces of the story and she looked expectantly to her mentor, waiting to see if she would be needed.
¤Cavegrowl¤ Rushing to Pinenose side Cavegrowl inspected what he had just pointed out. "This is not good! Lets keep going, quickly", he meowed casting his wary yellow eyes at their surroundings. He was not about to have a loner get the drop on him. The dark grey tom was going to be ready for anything just in case.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 7, 2019 14:56:02 GMT -5
[Love love love it all! Would be interested in leader, up to you all. I'll be happy to make expendable rogues, my plan right now is for Sorrelstep to actually die awhile after she's left the clan as well. Also, I think I'll have Stoatheart pop into camp now and leave to gather more supplies for Jagg/Sorrel whenever we're ready to have the group get him] 《Sweet! Feel free to post the rogue leaders bio when you get a chance. I also plan on killing off some characters eventually which should help add》
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 7, 2019 17:08:06 GMT -5
Strike || 37 moons || she-cat Rogue Leader Strike is a calico with pale green eyes. Large for a she-cat, her muscular, lean build tells of her difficult lifestyle. Strike is a talented strategist and planner. She is forgiving and patient, but has little tolerance for weakness or laziness. Like most lone cats, Strike is not overly sociable, and only made the decision to live alongside others after hearing whispers of the success cats can have in numbers. So far, this has proved true for Strike and the cats she has convinced to join her. They are better protected, and can share prey, giving them hope of living a life longer than would normally be their reality. However, with leaf-bare approaching, the group's hunger has grown critical. So, when the monsters chase her band from their usual territory, Strike knows now is the time to secure hunting grounds and a safe home for her cats, before they decide following her notions of togetherness no longer suits them. Leo || 20 moons || tom Rogue Leo is a long, orange tabby tom with amber eyes. A former kittypet, Leo was turned loose by his twolegs, and almost immediately joined Strike. Terrified at the prospect of defending himself against lifelong loners, Leo was immensely grateful to have allies. This fear, and his history of abandonment, means that Leo will do almost anything to stay with his companions, and is deeply loyal to Strike. Although his instincts are dulled from his life inside, Leo works hard to learn all he can about survival.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 7, 2019 18:11:20 GMT -5
Falconwing νσι∂Sorrelstep quickly gave Rosewind a simple answer, seeing her focus on Jagg. "I'm cut strongly on my right flank, and I think my jaw's been sprained," she meowed. Her eyes caught glimpses of her own black fur on the ground, bringing her to the loner's jagged claws. Sorrelstep sniffed with slight amusement. With talons like that, it was no wonder their short spat caused her side to bleed as it did. The she-cat dipped her head in gratitude to Timberstar's praise of them. allowleaf had certainly earned Sorrelstep's complete trust in battle today, and she was glad her younger denmate had escaped severe injury. --- "You're right. Let's go," Pinenose meowed to Cavegrowl, tracking along the dirt marks and staying alert in case any cat's scent trail split off. His mind began to be nagged with guilt. He should have just taken on that loner when he'd first seen him, if he'd only known how violent he would turn out to be. Pinenose knew Duskfern made her decision based on caution, the deputy would very rarely bring things to a fight. But if Pinenose had thrown himself into one, they could have ended things there. As the path continued, Pinenose no longer needed to follow the ground. "Camp," he realised aloud to Cavegrowl, "They've gone to camp!" Although he knew Timberstar had returned to camp, Pinenose didn't slow. He had a feeling all the clan's warriors would be needed soon, so they could finally take control of the chaos that today had brought.
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 7, 2019 23:02:29 GMT -5
Bluestorm || 47 moons || Female Warrior Bluestorm is a complete opposite of her brother Blackheart. She has the same long broad build as him however her fur is a deep blue grey shade with deep green eyes And a long fluffy tail. Unlike blackheart she is rather rambunctious and friendly. Conversation easily flows for her which is why she can easily charm her way through a confrontation. Ever adventurous she always seems to be dragging her brother along out of camp to explore on patrols, being a bit clumsily it was nice he seemed to watch out for her. Blackheart is her brother. (If they can’t be siblings I have no problem editing) Picture -
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 7, 2019 23:03:49 GMT -5
(I added one more 😊)
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 7, 2019 23:23:45 GMT -5
Both look great thanks for joining! ■!!!☆ANNOUNCEMENT☆!!!■ NO LONGER ACCEPTING CLAN CATS! The exception is if they are born into the clan through a queen who is already a member. STILL ACCEPTING ROGUES APART OF THE ROGUE GROUP OPPOSING TANGLECLAN!
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 7, 2019 23:25:02 GMT -5
Strike || 37 moons || she-cat Rogue Leader Strike is a calico with pale green eyes. Large for a she-cat, her muscular, lean build tells of her difficult lifestyle. Strike is a talented strategist and planner. She is forgiving and patient, but has little tolerance for weakness or laziness. Like most lone cats, Strike is not overly sociable, and only made the decision to live alongside others after hearing whispers of the success cats can have in numbers. So far, this has proved true for Strike and the cats she has convinced to join her. They are better protected, and can share prey, giving them hope of living a life longer than would normally be their reality. However, with leaf-bare approaching, the group's hunger has grown critical. So, when the monsters chase her band from their usual territory, Strike knows now is the time to secure hunting grounds and a safe home for her cats, before they decide following her notions of togetherness no longer suits them. Leo || 20 moons || tom Rogue Leo is a long, orange tabby tom with amber eyes. A former kittypet, Leo was turned loose by his twolegs, and almost immediately joined Strike. Terrified at the prospect of defending himself against lifelong loners, Leo was immensely grateful to have allies. This fear, and his history of abandonment, means that Leo will do almost anything to stay with his companions, and is deeply loyal to Strike. Although his instincts are dulled from his life inside, Leo works hard to learn all he can about survival. Accepted they look great!
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 8, 2019 1:06:15 GMT -5
(Thank you 😊)
Blackheart perked his large ears forward as the cats emerged through the camp entrance holding an unknown Tom with them. His pelt bristled in hostility as he quickly moved to his paws and headed for the ground. Quietly he walked up, tail tip twitching anxiously as he listened to everyone speak about what happened and if an attack was imminent or not. Claws flexed out of a nervous habit as he spoke up timidly “I can help stand guard till Timberstar is back”
Bluestorm had been lazily lounging outside the warriors den after she had gone hunting, tail gently swaying behind her with a slight purr. Her eyes opened however when she scented a different Tom come in with a patrol, fur standing up in curiosity as she sat up. A purr came forth as she watched her brother anxiously join the group and rolled her eyes before padding to join them and see what was going on.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 8, 2019 2:03:02 GMT -5
☆Timberstar☆ "Rosewind, if the loner will survive please tend to Sorrelstep. We cannot afford to have such a valuable warriors wounds become infected." Timberstar cared very much for his warriors and felt as if they shpuld be a top priority. Though he wished to understand this whole situation and why the loner was here the clan leader valued the shecats life much more. At that moment Blackheart approached asking if he could help stand guard and Timberstar nodded looking to his old friend. "Yes please. Otterheart if you would stay as well, this tom obviously is not one of the faint of hearted and knows how to fight." Having a couple large toms around would prove as a useful intimidation tactic. Hopefully the loner would be less prone to cause trouble when he woke if he felt as if he didnt have any chance of being in control and was one hundred percent at their mercy.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 8, 2019 10:04:46 GMT -5
《FYI I am working all day today so I might not get to respond until later tonight. Hopefully in the afternoon I will be able to squeeze one in when things slow down. 》
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Post by νσι∂ on Dec 8, 2019 12:49:07 GMT -5
Rosewind || Falconwing & Stealthfire The mainly ginger molly turned and smiled gratefully at Otterheart and his apprentice, she took the goldenrod poultice in her paw before returning her attention to Sorrelstep and the loner. Her gaze briefly landed on Timberstar as he questioned whether the strange cat would live or die. She could tell that he was breathing steadily but the gash on his head was unnervingly deep. Still, he was stable for now and Rosewind was concerned with Sorrelstep's sprained jaw. "He's stable for now, Timberstar," she mewed calmly, trying to ignore the pressure of so much attention. She inspected the wound on Sorrelstep's flank and nodded to herself, before hobbling towards the she-cat. "I'm going to put goldenrod on your wounds, it will help the healing process. I can take care of your sprain after I we move the loner into my den. I have these dandelion leaves that you can eat that will help with the pain," she told Sorrelstep in soft tones, lifting her paw and gently running it down the other molly's flank. "Runningpaw, I'm going to need those cobwebs now," Rosewind called back to the apprentice. Shadowpaw || Falcon Shadowpaw spat out the concoction when he thought that it'd been chewed enough. His nose wrinkled in distaste at the lingering bitter aftertaste. Movement from behind him alerted him to Rushpaw's appearance. He eagerly padded towards his litter-mate, tail raised in greeting. "That goldenrod stuff is foul," he huffed, sticking out his tongue slightly. He was glad to help out but wished he'd gotten Runningpaw's job. Aspenleap || 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 The scent was definitely stronger around the front of the camp, near the entrance. As she rounded the edges of camp she wandered out a bit further, trying to catch any hint of anything unfamiliar. She could catch the soft undertones of dirt and decaying leaves, which was normal for Leaf-fall. Aspenleap pushed herself a bit faster, jumping to avoid stones and large piles of leaves.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 8, 2019 14:56:54 GMT -5
νσι∂ Falconwing At the sound of his name, Runningpaw had snapped to attention and shuffled over to Rosewind, cobwebbed paw extended.
Duskfern was mindful of the crowd of warriors pressuring in on the two injured cats, knowing they all sought answers for the rumours of the monsters and the loner before them. When Rosewind mentioned bringing him into the medicine cat den, Duskfern remembered the tom's hostility when she first encountered him. The deputy meowed to Timberstar, "I'm not sure if we should remove him from this hollow. Our guards may need to contain him when he wakes."
Sorrelstep was still desperately curious to know why her cautious sister was less than surprised at the sight of this loner. Listening in on Duskfern, she grumbled, "Wherever he is, I'm not leaving. I want to be the first face he opens his eyes to." The angered she-cat spat her words more than usual as she hissed with pain at Rosewind's touch on her wounds.
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Carrying goldenrod and daisies, Stoatheart entered camp, moving straight to the medicine cat den. Depositing the flowers, the brown and white tom scented something new that his maw full of herbs had masked as he arrived. It did not take him long to see a large gathering of cats in the hollow next to the elders den, crowding around the scent of blood. Stoatheart swiftly raced to them and observed the situation with an aged eye. Stoatheart cared little for who the sandy tom was, or what had happened to Sorrelstep, seeing only the wounds and treatments of two suffering cats. "Excellent, Rosewind," he meowed to his former apprentice at the sight of her application of goldenrod. "We're lucky, I've just come back with plenty of goldenrod for at least the next few days." The new cat's condition worried him, however. "Unfortunately, we will need far more ragwort to build this one's strength. I'll fetch some from Hare Meadow as soon as he wakes." Stoatheart proceeded with checking the extent of the tom's injuries. He looked over to Rosewind, who made him feel so much safer knowing she could perfectly take control of such a tense situation, with leader, deputy, and half the clan's warriors all watching on. He was glad too that she had the same care for all creatures as he did, and didn't ignore this poor stranger.
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Post by νσι∂ on Dec 8, 2019 20:50:51 GMT -5
Rosewind || Stealthfire Duskfern's concerns about moving the tom registered with the younger molly and she shifted to gaze at the unconscious cat cautiously. It would be easier to treat him in the medicine den but she understood the deputy's reasoning. After all, this cat had attacked two of her clan-mates. That certainly wouldn't keep her from healing him however. A soothing purr rumbled out of her throat in response to the pain she heard in Sorrelstep's tone. "Sorry, I should have warned you that it would sting a bit," Rosewind apologized, and smoothed her paw over the wound over the wound a second time to make sure that the wound was fully coated. Then she leaned forward and lightly lapped at the poultice in order to apply it into the gash. "Thank you, Runningpaw," the medicine cat murmured, taking some of the cobwebs onto her own paw and then dressed Sorrelstep's wound to help stop the bleeding and keep the medicine in place. "Eat these dandelion leaves to help with the pain, Sorrelstep," she offered, nudging the delicate leaves forward. Just as she turned to the loner Rosewind spotted her former mentor. The sense of relief that hit her in the chest was intense. Stoatheart had taken her in when she thought she'd had nothing else. When she broke her leg and it didn't heal correctly her dreams of becoming a warrior were crushed. But this tom had given her a new hope, a way to be useful. She was beyond grateful to him for that and confided in him more than any other of her clan-mates. Even though she was a full medicine cat now, she felt more sure of herself with Stoatheart around. "I have some more goldenrod for the stranger and the rest of the cobwebs to put over his head injury," the molly offered, pointing her tail to the goldenrod that rested beside her.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 8, 2019 22:21:10 GMT -5
《Okay trying to type up a reply!》
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 8, 2019 22:55:39 GMT -5
Blackheart nodded in acknowledgment to timberstar as he turned his attention back to the rogue and medicine cat. His ears perked forward as he silently followed them just observing and standing guard. His tail twitched lightly behind him as his claws flexed slightly into the cool ground below as he listened to their conversation, every so often stealing a glance at the rogue. He almost twitched his whiskers in amusement at Sorrelstep’s comment as he turned his attention back to the other cats to speak up, “With most of us guardS switching shifts we should be able to stay on our paws if he wakes up and be ready for whatever he decides to do.”
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 9, 2019 12:18:10 GMT -5
☆Timberstar☆ "Yes Duskfern is right, the loner should stay put. I want to ensure the clans safety first and foremost." Green eyes gazing at the clan around him he could see that everyone had practically gathered about and knew they all had questions that he could not ignore. "Sorrelstep I understand that you wish to stand guard but your wounds seem serious." Catching Stoatheart approaching he continued, "If Stoatheart gives you the okay then you may stand guard with Blackheart. If not then go and recover you are a valuable warrior to this clan. Otterheart you and Shadowpaw can stand guard with Blackheart. Make sure to let me know right away if the tom wakes up." Turning away for the medicine cats to work he moved to his deputys side. "I must call for a clan meeting, everyone seems anxious, and I don't want everyone to fall into fear. Fear is a dangerous emotion to control, remember that." One day she might be clan leader and it was his job to groom her for such.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 9, 2019 12:43:43 GMT -5
¤Rushpaw¤ νσι∂ (Shadowpaw) Her dark ears flicked in humor as he brother approached complaining about the nasty leaved Rosewind made him chew up. "Whats going on? What did I miss? Who is that?" Her barrage of questions just rolled out as her curiosity continued to expand. Timberstar had yet to address the clan and the young shecat wanted to know everything.
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Aromantic
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
gojo. that is all.
Pronouns: she/her, they/them
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Post by 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 on Dec 9, 2019 13:12:05 GMT -5
//hey sorry for not being active, my wifi went out and I'm suffering from major headache ^^' I'll join as soon as I can!
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 9, 2019 13:45:40 GMT -5
When Rosewind motioned to the extra goldenrod and cobweb she already had in the hollow, Stoatheart nodded with confidence. "Then we'll be able to manage for herbs until he wakes, thank StarClan," he meowed, allowing the she-cat to continue her work. With the cats' wellbeing addressed, he finally turned his attention to Timberstar and the others' conversations. Judging from their concern for guards, and from Sorrelstep's hostility, he knew the injuries were inflicted on each other. At Timberstar's instruction, he thoughtfully pondered Sorrelstep's request, before telling her sternly, "If you intend on staying for the sole purpose of further taunting this cat, I must insist you move to the medicine den." Anticipating his sister's arrogance at being restricted by him, he added what he hoped would convince her, "It will make it much easier for Rosewind and I to care for you there."
Sorrelstep glared at her brother's decision, but dared not argue him when Timberstar had directed him to choose. "Of course," she mewed coolly, and quickly chewed the last of the dandelion leaves Rosewind had presented her. "We must remember to remain welcoming to our new friend," Sorrelstep growled, back already turned as she stepped carefully toward the medicine cat den, cautious not to let the poultice slide from her flank. She knew Stoatheart's words only meant to humiliate her, making her seem like an antagonist in front of the others. Between himself and Duskfern, she was starting to believe her littermates would be all too happy to disbelieve that the loner attacked first, and of course, they had far more power to convince her clanmates than she ever would.
Duskfern followed Timberstar away from the medicine cats' work. "I understand," she affirmed. She agreed that now was a critical time for a clan meeting, to channel their warriors' strength before it turned into fear and doubt. The deputy quickly rant through the present cats in her mind, making certain the clan was prepared to meet together. "Archfoot and Aspenleap will soon finish their sweep of the camp perimeter, and with Cavegrowl and Pinenose are following the loner's scent, they should arrive here soon as well." She finished by meowing in a quiet tone, "Is there anything you need from me?" It was their first moment to speak away from the others all day, and Duskfern wanted to be certain the leader felt supported in any decision he made before the clan.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 9, 2019 14:14:08 GMT -5
¤Cavegrowl¤ Camp!? It was important for them to get into camp as soon as possible. Timberstar could be in need of their support. "We must hurry in case Timberstar needs backup!" Racing onwards unsure of what they would fave the charcoal dappled toms fur fluffed with nervousness. By the time they raced into camp the warrior was panting and quickly assessed what was happening in camp. Everything seemed okay. There was some commotion coming from close to the elders den and so he looked to Pinenose, "Everyone is over there lets see whats happened and find Timberstar."
☆Timberstar☆ That was right there was still a handful of cats outside of camp, he would have to stall the clan and keep them occupied in the meantime. He would wait but he could hear the whispers of his clanmates and by their visible body language he could tell that everyone was uncomfortable with what was going on. "Thank you, I will go ahead and call the clan meeting if you will go get Archfoot and Aspenleap I will wait to talk about the serious stuff untill you return. When I address the major issues at hand I will need you to help me persuade the clan that everything will be okay. It is important that everyone feels safe. Fear of the unknown can lead to chaos and separation as leaders of the clan its our job to keep that feom happening and make sure that the clan stays united."
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 9, 2019 14:23:42 GMT -5
♧Fallowleaf♧ Having been at Sorrelsteps side this whole time she could see her friends frustration. Stoatheart had sent her away from guarding the prisoner, and maybe it was the right choice but the young warrior sided with her friend and gast a sharp look to Stoatheart. Fallowleaf wasn't blind to the siblings quarrels and it seemed as if poor Sorrelstwp was the odd on out. As the black warrior made for the medicine cats den Fallowleaf left her spot in the center of the gathered group and stayed at Sorrelsteps side. "If they aren't careful more cats will get hurt", she mewed once they were away from everyone.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 9, 2019 14:37:37 GMT -5
Falconwing Pinenose ran to camp alongside Cavegrowl, all the while his thoughts of guilt growing stronger and stronger. Knowing the loner had made it to camp before them, Pinenose didn't believe he would ever forgive himself if anything were to have happened. But when they reached camp, he was relieved to see that everything appeared calmer than he had expected. Now, he was just curious as to whose blood had been in the forest.
νσι∂ 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 Falcon "I will stay alert for any of our clanmates that feel uncertain about our safety," Duskfern vowed to Timberstar, "If they are reminded that we are dealing with our threats, we can help stop panic in its tracks." She dipped her head to Timberstar, leaving to call Aspenleap and Archfoot. On the way, she saw Pinenose and Cavegrowl returning through the entrance. "You've returned just in time. Thank you for your help, and well done tracking today Pinenose," she meowed to the two warriors. "As I'm sure you know, the loner is here. Sorrelstep and Fallowleaf fought him when he neared too close to camp. He is unconscious, but we are holding him in that hollow," she motioned to the group of cats beside the elders den. "Sorrelstep is hurt, but recovering," she reported. "And Fallowleaf?" Pinenose questioned. "Fallowleaf is well. She fought well, and intelligently," Duskfern praised, noticing a clear look of relief cross Pinenose's face. "Timberstar will be calling a meeting soon," she meowed, and swished her tail in farewell as she bounded outside of camp. Swiftly, Duskfern made for the far side of the camp's border, to circle around, looking to meet Archfoot and Aspenleap and bring them back to camp promptly.
Falcon Runningpaw wiped the last remnants of the sticky cobweb from his paw, spotting Cavegrowl and Pinenose returning. The apprentice had worried when his mentor had not been with Timberstar and Duskfern on their return. He scampered over to the senior warrior, dipping his head in greeting. "I helped Rosewind heal Sorrelstep and the loner!" he announced, hoping to prove he hadn't been idly laying around camp when the tom had left him here. Runningpaw still felt guilty for being of little use during the morning patrol, but then realised proving he had been saving a loner might not be noble enough either.
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Post by νσι∂ on Dec 9, 2019 14:42:50 GMT -5
Rosewind || Stealthfire The molly nodded to her former mentor when he moved back to allow her access to the loner. Rosewind dipped her head to take some of the poultice in her mouth, bending a bit to lap the herbs into the gash on his head. The tension in her shoulders eased a bit when Stoatheart took the initiative with Sorrelstep and Timberstar. This situation wasn't one she'd ever been prepared for so she didn't exactly know how to react or what to say. What she did know is that there were two cats who needed her medical attention. After placing the cobwebs on the stranger's wound, Rosewind stepped back to examine her work. The ginger and white she-cat watched as Sorrelstep padded away, wincing a bit at the hostile tone. "I can go take care of Sorrelstep's sprain, Stoatheart? I've done all I can for the stranger at the moment," she added, peeking back at the unconscious tom. Shadowpaw || Falconwing The tom perked his ears when Timberstar called his name and acknowledged that he needed to go take up position beside his mentor and the loner. He gave a wry smile to his sister, who was of course eager for answers. "I'll tell you everything I know if you want to come sit with me?" he offered with a fond nudge. Rushpaw being there would make guard duty less boring anyway and give him something to focus on. Shadowpaw turned and passed back to Otterheart's side, sitting a tail-length away to give the older tom some room. His dark tail curled to rest on his paws and his gaze briefly fell on the light brown stranger. What an odd day. His head snapped up when Pinenose and his father returned to camp. Relief flooded him at the arrival of Cavegrowl, who appeared to be stressed but unharmed. Aspenleap || - - The she-cat had just finished meeting with Archfoot around back and was on her way back to the entrance. There had been no other traces of loner around the heart of their territory so they'd deemed it safe to return. She moved swiftly, wanting to figure out why the only scent she could detect was coming from within their camp. Aspenleap nearly ran into the deputy as she came around the side but managed to stop herself short. "There are no other strange scents," she reported, a bit out of breath from all the running.
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 9, 2019 14:45:00 GMT -5
Blackheart watched the slightly bickering between the two siblings and frowned a little as he glanced at the rogue once more. “One can never be to cautious, we let our guard down and that could be an opportunity for him so I’ll make sure to keep a close eye” he spoke up once more as the cats started to gather for their leaders meeting. The large Tom stood and padded closer to the loner, sitting down to where he could see not only their leader from a distance for the meeting but also have the rogue clearly in his view in case he woke up. Long claws gripped the ground anxiously as muscle stayed tense just in case he had to fight the rogue when he awoke, glancing at Shadowpaw and Otterheart to his left.
Bluestorm had quietly been watching from a distance, listening to many of the cats talk back and forth as he watched her brother with an amused twitch of her whiskers. “I can help him watch as well Timberstar” she spoke up and padded towards the group with her tail high. “He won’t be much of an opponent with all of us so don’t worry everyone, I’m sure Timberstar will be able to figure something out and it doesn’t seem like anyone was followed back here” she easily spoke up to try and smooth some worries the clan members were voices, being able to sense the anxiety and fear from tail lengths away.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 9, 2019 14:55:52 GMT -5
Sorrelstep felt the presence of the younger warrior beside her, and was glad of her company as she heaved herself away from the others with effort. She was surprised but grateful to have Fallowleaf's support. It was important to her that the only other cat to have witnessed the loner's enraged streak was on her side, she felt less irrational then. She had only brought the tom into camp to make sure he didn't attack again, or to gain information from him. But Stoatheart had spoken about the tom as if he deserved a clan cat's respect, and Rosewind tended to him like he had fought alongside the two warriors in battle, not against. "Those are my thoughts exactly," she told Fallowleaf. "If he awakes and stays longer than a day, I don't even see the point of us having defended against him in the first place." She lowered herself onto the ground defiantly on the threshold of the medicine cat den, not willing to give up hearing any news in the clearing.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 9, 2019 15:12:09 GMT -5
νσι∂ "Yes, I think that's wise," Stoatheart agreed. He had long parted with the hope of getting along with Sorrelstep and her bold ways, understanding that she detested his active distaste for violence or sternness. "I'll stay here and watch this tom's condition. When he wakes, you can tend to him once again while I fetch the ragwort we'll need to revive him fully." He settled onto the ground, tucking his paws beneath his chest in the calm position of a cat with little fear of this stranger.
Duskfern stopped her steady gait when she spotted the warriors she sought. She nodded approvingly at Aspenleap's report. "Thank you. We'll be certain to stay vigilant even so. But for now," she meowed, motioning hastily with her head, "Timberstar is calling a meeting." She remembered her leader's request at keeping everyone calm and added, "We're grateful for your effort on patrol today. We will all be getting answers now."
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 9, 2019 15:25:23 GMT -5
☆Timberstar☆ Nodding in a quick farewell he watched as his deputy raced off to fetch the two outside of camp, passing on information to Cavegrowl and Pinenose on her way out. Good, they are up-to-date. His ears flicked backwards when he caught Bluestorms words, the pretty warrior eager to help out. "Thank you Bluestorm but there is enough cats at the moment, but you are welcome to take the next shift. Those three can't stand guard for forever. Tonight you and I can sit guard. Now i must address the clan", as he turned around his tail gently touched the shecats flank before he bounded off to call for a clan meeting and move the clan away from the unconscious loner. Bounding to the sheer rock wall the solid brown tom scrmbled up to Highledge, a sizable rock that jutted out of the wall a couple tail lengths off the ground. Wasting no time the clan leader released a loud yowl calling his clanmates forth. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath Highledge for a clan meeting!"
¤Cavegrowl¤ He was pleased to hear that the loner had been defeated and they were no longer in any danger. As he lostened to the deputys update his eyes scanned the hollow seeing the two brave she-cats who defended camp over by the medicine cats den. Cavegrowl made a personal note to go check on them when he had a free moment. "Thank you Duskfern", he meowed just before she bounded out of camp to retrieve the others. Turning to head towards the medicine cats den the senior warrior was met by his apprentice who was quick to inform him that he had been of help to the clans medicine cat. His hackles rose slightly at the news of him helping the loner as well. "Hmph... I know you were just following orders. Well done." He was not too enthused by that tid bit but Cavegrowl knew that his apprentice meant well.
◇Rushpaw◇ Rushpaws black ears flattened not wanting the conversation to end when he brother was summomed away tonstand guard. Her yellow eyes grew wide when he invited her to join him, she looked quickly to the unconscious tom in a nervous way. It was almost thrilling to be so close to danger but the young shecat was still quite fearful. She had managed to see the damage done to Sorrelstwps shoulder and it didnt look good. Rushpaw was hesitant to follow but eventually she did and as she passed by the tom she moved slowly not wanting to wake him. Looking him over she noticed his long jagged claws and that was all she needed to and her paced quickend. Putting herself on the opposite side of her brother and Otterheart, the furthest away from the loner, she settled down pelt slightly ruffled by her quick encounter. "Okay so what happened?!" She questioned urgent to hear the latest gossip about what was going down. But to the young shecats dismay a loud yowl sounded behind her and she turned to see Timberstar calling a clan meeting. "Ugghh I guess I better go find Duskfern", she meowed rolling her eyes but remaining in place not yet ready to move.
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