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Post by Falconwing on Jun 20, 2019 18:22:30 GMT -5
《Would anyone like to make a medicine cat apprentice? mimikyutie you have been inactive for about a week. If you do not post sometime tomorrow I will have to move Hazelroot Shadestep and Skypaw to inactive characters and find a new medicine cat for the clan. 》
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Post by Witchy on Jun 20, 2019 18:26:19 GMT -5
Lionclaw moved back only a little, giving her some space; “Hey... your safe don’t worry. I’m Lionclaw. I found you at the bottom of the mountain. Looks like you slipped on the rock sheets and fell a bit. Just stay calm and we’ll help you. This is Pineclan, you’ll be safe here.” He said calmly giving her a gentle smile.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 20, 2019 19:25:41 GMT -5
《I will respond later this evening, Im out swimming with the hubs and kiddos 》
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Post by Witchy on Jun 20, 2019 19:28:16 GMT -5
Okay have fun!)
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 20, 2019 20:14:41 GMT -5
Copperjaw stood blankly, looking down at the she-cat with narrowed eyes as her eyes widened with fear. She let her shoulders drop, staring at the confused she. "I guess it's fine. But don't come running to me when her invasion comes knocking." With that Copperjaw shot a glance at the rogue before turning and stalking out of the den.
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 20, 2019 20:15:36 GMT -5
( Falconwing I could make a medicine cat apprentice
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 20, 2019 22:20:25 GMT -5
《Thank you, and yes that would be great if you made one. 》 Whisp || Witchy || Camp Whisp was unsure of the tom cat and what he was saying but, what other choice did she have? She had to trust him. Atleast he had already shown her that he was willing to stand up for her against those who were against her being there. "... Thank you ..." she meowed hesitantly. Where had her travels brought her? ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ Comforted by her touch Cedarstar pressed on. His pace was brisk as they traveled back to camp. It wasnt long before they returned and he was so relieved to drop his catch on the pile. His amber eyes were quickly drawn to a group of cats gathered around the medicine cat den. Scenting the air there was still the strong smell of his prey but he could also detect the scent of a stranger. Ears focused forwards he nodded to Greypelt before heading over to investigate. "Who is this?", Cedarstars voice was strong, as he pressed through the cats and found Lionclaw sta ding infront of a battered looking cream shecat who was curled up in one of the nests.
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 20, 2019 22:27:29 GMT -5
"Some dingy rogue the cat dragged in." Copperjaw muttered. She stepped aside, snapping to a few other cats to move so the leader could step inside. Her tail lashed, and Copperjaw had her gaze locked onto the rogue in disgust.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 20, 2019 22:29:50 GMT -5
《 Witchy is Dark and Cream already already of the group? 》 River looked around for a second with her deep blue eyes, "I will go on the first patrol. My hunting and fighti g skills are well enough." Sitting down she gave her fluffy dark cream pelt a couple licks. Who else would join the group? Who was brave enough to step onto clan land with her?
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 20, 2019 22:32:17 GMT -5
"Some dingy rogue the cat dragged in." Copperjaw muttered. 《If you could please make more elaborate posts. At least 3-4 detailed sentances. This post only counts as one sentance.》
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 20, 2019 22:36:16 GMT -5
"I'll go," Mountain announced. "I'm not a coward, and I hope that the rest of you aren't either." His tail lashed as he stepped in beside Rain, staring at the group with displeasure.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 16:26:37 GMT -5
《 Witchy is Dark and Cream already already of the group? 》 River looked around for a second with her deep blue eyes, "I will go on the first patrol. My hunting and fighti g skills are well enough." Sitting down she gave her fluffy dark cream pelt a couple licks. Who else would join the group? Who was brave enough to step onto clan land with her? (yea I figured he joined them shortly before coming to the forest. He and cream lived in the city before and it didn’t take much persuading to get him to follow suit. He only agreed if cream was fed and protected and that no harm would come to her.))
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 16:34:54 GMT -5
Lionclaw was about to tell her more when he heard his leader speak behind him, “Who is this?” Lionclaw held on to the confidence he had and stood moving to face Cedarstar and so he could see the battered shecat. “Cedarstar.” He said respectively his voice surprisingly steady, he didn’t fear the leader but he respected him greatly and thought of him as extended family. “We haven’t gotten that far into the introductions. She only just woke up; I found her at the base of the mountain where the loose rock lays. She seemed to have fallen quite a way and injured herself, the severity... well I’m no medicine cat so I cant say. But I couldn’t leave her out there to face the predators injured as she is.” He said keeping his tone even though his stomach twisted. Nervous about his leader turning the shecat away. Lionclaw had a gentle heart and sought out to help others, his mother instilled him to do unto others as he would wish them to do to him. So he always looked for the best in others.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 16:38:12 GMT -5
Graypelt placed the prey down and walked to the den moving beside Cedarstar to see what was going on, she was slightly surprised to see the clearly injured shecat and the two warriors. Her brother would’ve never brought a dangerous rouge into the clan and Lionclaw the same, the shecat was obviously dazed and confused so much it was hard to imagine it was an act. Her swollen paw was definitely no act... Graypelt wondered what would happen...
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 21, 2019 18:22:16 GMT -5
Copperjaw was too busy killing the shecat with her glare to notice the surge of cats and Lionclaw's explanation of the situation. She sighed, her guard dropping slightly as she found no signs of unkempt that most rogues possess. 'Perhaps it's just a loner,' she thought, and she knew loners were not as dangerous as rogues.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 19:09:49 GMT -5
So how was everyone’s day?
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 21, 2019 20:25:55 GMT -5
Cedarstar looked to Lionclaw as the tom spoke up informing him to the events that led up to their current situation. At first he was unsure of this strange shecat but the longer Lionclaw spoke the more accepting he became. His intense yellow eyes scanned the dazed shecat over and then looked to both Stagbellow and Lionclaw. The two toms were very trustworthy and loyal to the clan so he had no doubts that Lionclaw was telling him the truth. "She may stay until she is healed, then we shall speak again. However a warrior must be with her at all times. Lionclaw, it is you who found her and is defending her, then you shall be with her at all times." This wasn't meant to be a punishment for Lionclaw. The clan needed to be reassured that they would be safe, and this stranger needed to be protected from the clans hostile clan members.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 20:34:49 GMT -5
Lionclaw smiled inwardly but kept his face passive, “Of course Cedarstar. I’ll watch over her.” Lionclaw gave the shecat a gentle and caring smile, “Lets get you looked at, Graypelt you were trained as a medicine cat as a new apprentice right?” The golden Tom asked. Graypelt jumped slightly and her fur fluffed with slight embarrassment, “Why yes...” She looked at her brother and leader not many remembered her four moons of her apprenticeship before she decided she would be best as a warrior. it certainly didn’t come up in any daily discussion. “Yes, but only for a few moons I cant take care of any major cases but scrapes, cuts and minor injuries I remember how to treat. Luckily I had plenty of practice with the reckless cats in this clan to keep the information fresh in my memory.” She looked between the three toms remembering a few minor injuries that she had once helped care for. Mostly for Lionclaw since his size as a young cat caused him to misjudge a lot.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 21, 2019 22:20:08 GMT -5
Cedarstar watched as Lionclaw nodded, accepting the duty of watching over the stranger. He lingered for a bit long mostly out of curiousity and listed the the golden tom speak with Greypelt. "Greypelt if you would, please tend to out guest to the best of your ability until the medicine cat returns. Dont gorget to eat something though. It has been a long day. Everyone else go about your business", giving her a kind blink he turned away and retreated to the outside of his den. The heafty tabby tom wished a moment to think before he made his announcement.
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Whisp just simply watched everthing, as there was nothing she could do about any ways. She lowered her head to the large tom who seemed to be incharge. Her voice was still trapped in her throat as she still felt anxious due to her surroundings. Though she was about to put together through the conversations around her that the golden tom who had rescued her was named Lionclaw... what a strong name.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 21, 2019 22:20:57 GMT -5
!!!!Announcement!!!! Medicine Cat postion is now open for a new maim medi cat.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 22:25:37 GMT -5
Graypelt nodded, “Same goes for you Cedarstar. Eat something before you scare away the birds.” She smiled lightly teasing him as she brushed past him to begin to care for the shecat. “Hi i’m Graypelt. I’m a warrior of Pineclan turned medicine cat for the moment. I’m going to have to touch your leg to see if its broken, would you like something for the pain.”
Lionclaw nodded in thanks to his leader, then once he was gone he looked at his former mentor. “Leave me to do all the talking?” He asked jokingly, “Seems I’m an apprentice again.”
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 21, 2019 22:29:34 GMT -5
Cinderrose | Taiyou, Falconwing , briarfur | patrol & camp
After a moment, the molly acknowledged her former mentors words; she was overthinking it. She gave him a small smile of thanks before looking around at the rest of the patrol. Seeing that everyone looked expectant to leave, Cinderrose gave an inward sigh of relief before turning and leading the group back to camp. She was much more at ease now; the whole trek had been a thankfully uneventful success. PineClan shouldn't have to worry about any other bear attacks for now. The journey from the Elk Clearing to camp wasn't long, so it was only a short while until they were all finally back at camp. After making sure her entire patrol was still together, Cinderrose went ahead and in search of Cedarstar. She wanted to make a report of their findings. She spotted the leader with a few other clanmates; but something was off. They were surrounding an unfamiliar and obviously injured she-cat. The spindly molly slowed her pace as she approached, eyeing the stranger with mild interest. "Cedarstar, I've returned from the patrol with a report," she called, hoping she wasn't distracting too much from what he was doing.
Hollowbirch | open | camp
The pale-furred tom had spent most of his day snoozing; no one had bothered him so he didn't see anything wrong with it. Now, fully-rested but still fully-lazy, Hollowbirch was grooming his fur when he spotted his sister appear from the camp's entrance, followed by Nettlestep, Oakstorm, Sandlily, and Mothpaw. Must've been a patrol, he mused, a hint of disappointment coming to him as he realized his littermate hadn't bothered to invite him. We really aren't close, why am I surprised, he then sighed to himself, going back to what he was doing before.
North | open | rogue group
The large, white Maine Coon molly was busy eating a small meal of a sparrow while everyone else around her began deciding what they were to do that day. An early riser, North had already done her duty of hunting early that morning and hadn't much to do otherwise. Not that she minded; she preferred to rest her aging bones anyways. Her blue eyes were heavily lidded as she watched the others, almost like a mother watching her litter of kits.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 21, 2019 22:37:17 GMT -5
Stagbellows eye brows raised humerously. "Well you got yourself in this mess, I was just allowing you to get yourself out of it", he meowed standing up and raising his lips playfully at his former apprentice. "I will go grab us all something to eat", with that said he gave a quick look to his sister and then to the stranger before padding off towards the freshkill pile.
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After a moment of thinking he decided to head the pretty grey shecats words and let his paws lead him to the fresh kill pile. Picking a mouse for himself he headed back for his den flicking his tail to Stagbellow as they passed. Reaching his den once more he settled and began to eat, thinking deeply about whom he had decided upon for deputy. It wasnt long before Cinderrose had returned from patrol, and his ears perked up as she approached him. "How did the patrol go?" He question curiously as she approached him. "Good I hope", he meowed sounding hopeful.
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When the grey shecat approached her, Whisp watched her warily but her intentions were pure so she soon began to relax. "Greetings Greypelt, something for the pain would be most appreciated", she meowed her accent thick and much unlike those of the clan cats. "My name is Whisp", she added after a moment looking to Greypelt and then to Lionclaw.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 22:44:54 GMT -5
Lionclaw snorted and shook his head, “Or dig myself further into a hole...” He mumbled and shook his head at his mentor. He watched as Graypelt interacted with the shecat, when she introduced herself as Whisp he smiled again. “That’s a really beautiful name...” He accidentally said out loud which he realized when Graypelt blinked at him slightly surprised. The Tom felt hot under his fur and knew it was fluffing in embarrassment. “Um... okay...” The older shecat moved away to find poppy seeds and the herbs to help keep away infections. She didn’t know or see that her leader had actually listened to her and was now eating or that he thought she was pretty. If she knew though she would most likely be as embarrassed as Lionclaw.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 21, 2019 22:45:14 GMT -5
As they returned to camp Sandlily flicked her tail in dismissal of her apprentice. "Eat if you are hungry, and rest. But dont forget Cedarstar will be making an announcement soon. Be sure not to miss it", she instructed before padding away. Not too far away she had spotted Hollowbirch, her tail twitched in a lazy manner as she padded up to the tom. "May I join you?", she asked as she came to stand beside him. The shecat was exhausted feom her pateol and just simply wanted to relax with good company.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 21, 2019 22:45:43 GMT -5
Cinderrose | Falconwing | camp
Cinderrose was glad to see her leader in much better spirits, though didn't say that aloud. "All is well," she assured, nodding towards the members of her patrol. "We all scented bear, but it was stale. Nothing serious was found on our patrol. I don't think we need to worry about bears anytime soon." She knew she sounded almost too confident; as anything could happen in a flash; but she didn't want her clan to be a worrisome, paranoid one.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 22:46:35 GMT -5
Dark grunted the small pint sized kit in his mouth wiggled in excitement, he groaned at how hyper she was to go and explore. He felt bad for any who were left to watch her, but he couldn’t blame her she had lived her entire short life with cars, dogs and the noise of the city. The sound of wind rushing through trees and distant birds singing must seem alien to her. “Settle Cream.” He rumbled as he carefully place her paws on the dirt. Within the heartbeat of releasing her scruff she bolted. Cream was so excited she just took off, wanting to explore and see this new and strange world.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 21, 2019 22:49:48 GMT -5
Hollowbirch | Falconwing | camp
The grey-and-white tom was surprised to see Sandlily appear in front of him, asking if he minded if she joined him. The tom shook his head, "I wouldn't mind the company," he mewed in a welcoming tone, moving his long tail to let the pale molly have more room. He waited until she had settled down to ask, "I saw you went on a patrol, did you find any bears?" He was half-joking to the she-cat, but there was the possibility of them finding the scent of the predators. He hoped they hadn't; that would be a terrible sign.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 21, 2019 22:51:23 GMT -5
Whisp noticed Lionclaws words and how he shyly fluffed up right afterwards. She too though seemed to be a bit surprised by his words but thanks to her exhaustion the creamy white shecat was was too tired to show much emotion. When Greypelt left to go find some herbs, or so she assumed thats what she was doing, Whisp looked back to the golden tom. "I would like to thank you. For saving me that is, and bringing me here to be tended to. Most cats would simply continue on without a second thought leaving me for the vultures and wolves to pick at."
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Post by Witchy on Jun 21, 2019 22:55:47 GMT -5
“Luckily I’m not like other cats...” He smiled though he didn’t sound as confident, “I hope you will continue to think that way after your healed... hopefully this will be a good experience for you. What were you doing out there alone?” He asked though he kept his eyes on her even as Graypelt reappeared and gave the shecat the pain killers and started treating the scratches and scrapes with chewed up leaves.
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