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Post by SmugGull on Jul 16, 2019 3:45:30 GMT -5
Welcome You stagger onto the sandy, rock-strewn beach. The storm swept you out to sea and you washed ashore on these strange islands. Exhausted, you pull yourself above the waterline and fall asleep.
When you dream, you are visited by a sleek grey tom and a rangy red wolf. Neither of them are attacking - in fact, they are both smiling down at you with kindness in their eyes. The tom crouches next to you. "You have come home," he murmurs, and you feel a sense of peace settle deep in your bones. You rise to your feet, trembling just slightly.
Now the wolf speaks. Her voice is low and rough, tinged with an accent you can't quite place. "There is safety on this land," she tells you. "Trouble no one, and you will be welcomed in return. This is WaveClan territory, child, and the waves have brought you here." ≋ WaveClan claims dominion over four islands in the middle of a bay, created moons upon moons ago when a twoleg dam broke during a storm, flooding the valley that used to be there. The camp is located on the second largest of the islands, protected by the mountains themselves and tall, woven walls of bramble and thorn. On the coasts of the bay are the Twoleg settlements that have recently sprung up - but the Mooncave is also there, and healers make the journey to speak with their warrior ancestors every half-moon. With swimming so vital to the WaveClan way of life, the greatest danger to WaveClan is the sharks that live in the bay waters, although the Twolegs that visit the island still pose a threat. ≋
History Uncountable moons ago, wolves and cats lived on opposite sides of a small mountain range. Rarely did they meet, but when they did, they fought viciously. The wolves lived on the north side of the mountain, in the great old forest, and called themselves the Clan of Howling Pines. The cats lived on the south side of the mountain, in the rugged plains and scrub-land, and called themselves the Moor Tribe. Uneasy truces were interrupted by violent clashes, and so the cycle went on and on - until the storm.
The ocean that lay to the west of the mountains, constrained by a massive twoleg structure, rose up in a fury, crashing down upon both cats and wolves alike, ripping up the ancient trees and gouging furrows in the earth. Vicious winds tore away all shelter in the valley where the cats and wolves huddled, old feuds forgotten in the face of elemental violence, and many of their kin were swept out to sea and drowned.
When the storm broke, the waters remained, swirling around the mountains that had once divided their territories. Only the tops of the mountains were visible above the waterline - the entire valley had been flooded, hemmed in by a taller mountain range that had once been further inland, that now made up the coast. With their numbers decimated by the event, the wolves and the cats set aside their ancient quarrels for the sake of survival, working together to rebuild their lives. The wolf leader had died in the flood, so the leader of the Moor Tribe - Smokestar - became the first leader of the new united clan after a sign from StarClan. She appointed the old wolf leader's deputy - Redfoot - as her own and, together, they raised WaveClan from the ruins, naming their new home for the disaster that shaped it. ≋
Territory Camp - WaveClan camp is nestled at the base of Robinstar's Peak, next to one of the rivers that flows into the bay. The camp itself is surrounded by pine trees and protected by walls of thorny brambles. The leader makes announcements from Highstones, a boulder formation in the middle of camp, and makes their den beneath it. The nursery, elder's den, and healer's den are built into the mountainous north walls of the camp, the most protected area, while the warriors and apprentices bed down in dens of bracken and moss woven around the perimeter.
Robinstar's Peak - Named for the fourth leader of WaveClan, Robinstar's Peak is the tallest peak in WaveClan territory. From here, patrols can survey the other islands without having to swim through the rough ocean waters.
The Warrens - A series of hills on the south end of the island, riddled with rodent burrows. It is a popular hunting ground, especially for cats seeking some isolation without having to rely on their wolf partners to reach the other islands. ≋ Pawprint Island - The largest island in WaveClan territory, home to the large prey that is often hunted by the wolves. Both ends of the island are rocky and craggy, but the center is largely flat, creating a small valley where most of the large game can be found.
Hunter's Beach - The best landing site on Pawprint island and a popular hangout spot, especially for wolves and the cats who swim over with them. The sandy shores are warm and comfortable and the scenery is gorgeous. However, it is also popular with Twolegs during greenleaf. There is also a temporary camp set up in a sheltered alcove.
Deer Clearing - The primary hunting spot on Pawprint Island. The native deer frequent the area and are the favored prey of many wolves.
River Tunnels - A system of tunnels carved into the mountainsides on the far south side of Pawprint Island. Rivers run through the tunnels, giving them their name. Some fish can be found here year-round, making it a somewhat sparse but reliable source of food for the clan. However, the tunnels themselves are very complex and more than one apprentice has been lost within them. There are rumors of secrets hidden within these tunnels, set down by StarClan generations ago, but nobody has ever found them. ≋ Sun Tree - A tiny island in the middle of the bay that is entirely barren except for a single dead tree that towers above all other trees.
Rabbit Island - A small, hilly island populated mostly by rabbits. The only place that both wolves and cats can agree is good hunting.
Moon Cave - A small cave on the mainland, near the Farm, housing a pure white crystal. New leaders go here to receive their nine lives from StarClan and the healers visit every half moon. ≋ Twolegplace - A small city on the western coast of the bay where most Twolegs live, along with their dogs and kittypets.
The Farm - A farm on the northern coast of the bay where a family of Twolegs live along with several types of livestock and pet dogs. They are relatively harmless unless you happen to cross their lands while visiting the Mooncave. ≋
Traditions Due largely in part to WaveClan's unique history, they have evolved several unique traditions, mostly surrounding rites of passage for young wolves and cats.
First, when apprentices finish their first moons of training, cats and wolves are partnered up as swim partners to allow them to move freely between the islands without the need for a full patrol. It's common for the cat to ride on the back of the wolf while the wolf swims and for the cat to warn the wolf of any threats in the water. There is no official ceremony for this assignment, and it is left entirely up to the mentors.
Second, WaveClan has two deputies - one wolf and one cat. When the leader dies, the more senior deputy becomes the next leader. However, the designation of "senior" has been hotly debated in the past and sometimes StarClan will send a sign favoring the younger/less experienced deputy for succession, causing strife in the ranks.
Third, it is not uncommon for wolves to mate with the dogs of twolegs who visit the island during the greenleaf months. The practice is not encouraged, but it is permitted. For cats, mating outside the clan is more strictly prohibited, mostly due to the lack of non-Clan cats in WaveClan territory.
Fourth, the clan organizes a big hunting expedition to Pawprint Island every half-moon. A party of wolves is chosen to swim over Pawprint Island with their cat companions. While the cats hunt in the island's woods (and the more adventurous venture into the River Tunnels) the wolves work as a pack to bring down one of the island's deer. The hunt can take multiple days, but when it's over, the part brings back their prizes to the clan and
Aside from those exceptions, WaveClan's traditions follow the norm - new warriors hold vigil through the night, kits and cubs are made apprentices at six moons (although kits and cubs do not have a suffix until their apprentice ceremony, where they take the suffix -paw until their warrior ceremony), and healers visit StarClan every half-moon. ≋
Wildlife Prey ~ Mice (common) ~ Voles (common) ~ Rabbits (common) ~ Fish (common) ~ Gulls (common) ~ Squirrels (uncommon) ~ Deer (uncommon) ~ Small birds (thrush, starling, sparrow, etc) (uncommon) ~ Large birds (crow, pigeon, raven, etc) (rare)
Predator ~ Birds of prey (hawks, eagles, etc) (common) ~ Foxes (uncommon) ~ Small sharks (uncommon) ~ Twolegs (uncommon during greenleaf, very rare at other times) ~ Badgers (rare) ~ Large sharks (very rare) ≋
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 16, 2019 3:46:16 GMT -5
Clan Code 1. Defend your Clan, even with your life. 2. Elders, queens, and kits/cubs must be fed before apprentices and warriors. Unless they have permission, apprentices may not eat until they have hunted to feed the elders and queens. If any warrior or apprentice is sick or injured, they may eat while the elders, queens, and young are eating. 3. Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan and for its life. 4. A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice. 5. Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name. 6. A cat cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice. 7. When the leader dies, the more senior deputy shall succeed them. 8. After the death, retirement, promotion (to a leader status), or exile of a deputy, the new deputy must be chosen by the next full moon. 9. Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassers. 10 No warrior can neglect a kit or cub in pain or danger. 11. The word of the Clan leader is the warrior code. 12. An honorable warrior does not need to kill others to win their battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or if it is necessary for self-defense. 13. There are two healers - one cat and one wolf. 14. All clan members are equal in the eyes of StarClan. ≋
Rules ~ This is a semi-literate clan - please try to avoid one-liners and include some description in your posts so others have something to work with.
~ IC drama is great, as long as it does not belittle or sideline the main plot. OOC drama is not great, please separate the two.
~ Related to above - if you want to start IC drama, post on the plotting page or DM SmugGull about it.
~ Be kind and respectful to your fellow roleplayers.
~ Forum rules are my rules, that goes for profanity too. Additionally, please do not RP out mating/birthing scenes.
~ Please be active! Three weeks of inactivity (two weeks for key positions) will get your cats removed unless you let me know ahead of time. This helps us avoid needing large recaps. If you've read the rules so far, put 'sharkbait' in the 'other' section of your joining form.
~ Nobody's perfect, and that includes characters - which means no Mary-Sues. Your characters must have at least one flaw that keeps them from being good at everything and adored by everybody. A good way to do this is turn a strength into a weakness - for example, a cautious character might miss important opportunities or be perceived as cowardly.
~ Nonbinary and trans characters are welcome here. Hateful and bigoted speech or activity is not.
~ Please keep your characters realistic - pelt and eye colors must be within the realm of possibility. Wolves may have some patterns from domestic dogs, such as merle, brindling, or white spotting, but please use your best judgement. If you're uncertain, just ask!
~ Every two weeks, the RP will jump forward one moon. ≋
Plot Goldenstar has led WaveClan well for many moons, but she is old now, and on her last life. With the deputy situation uncertain, things are tense as the clan waits to see who will succeed the wise leader. Unfortunately, circumstances don't seem likely to give her a peaceful retirement - scouts have reported strange movement in the water and a sudden drop in the bay's normally plentiful fish. Furthermore, StarClan has been eerily silent these past few moons, despite the rising problems and the approaching greenleaf, which often brings an influx of twolegs. ≋
PrefixesItalicized prefixes have been used once. Struckthrough prefixes have been used twice and may not be used again. StarClan/Dark Forest characters do not count.
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Sage Sand Sharp Shell Shoal Sleet Snow Stag Storm Swift
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 16, 2019 3:47:23 GMT -5
Allegiances Male/Female/Nonbinary = ♂️/♀/⚨ Cats/Wolves
LeaderGoldenstar | 116 moons | ♀ | Asexual
A fawn spotted tabby she-cat with green eyes. Born and raised in WaveClan alongside her swimming partner, Gullstorm, Goldenpaw earned her warrior name of Goldenfrost for her canny mind and cool head. She rose to the rank of deputy after training two apprentices and, when the previous leader, Stormstar, fell ill and passed away, she traveled to the Mooncave with Gullstorm and the medicine cat to receive her nine lives from StarClan. A sweet, kind old cat with wickedly sharp claws and a mind to match. A crafty leader through and through, but age is beginning to take its toll and Goldenstar is getting tired. 1 life left. (open for former apprentices, littermates/sibling, nieces/nephews) (SmugGull )
≋ DeputiesSharpeye | 93 moons | ♂️ | Heterosexual
He is a large black wolf with amber eyes and graying around his muzzle. He stood taller than most wolves but now he just has his large size to him, his body usually slack and slumped over. His fur is coarse, not soft in the slightest from the years of dirt and battles he's been through and the older he gets the less he lets anyone touch it to help maintain any upkeep. Sharpeye has a few scars scattered around his body, the main one being right on top of his hip, he received it only recently when he was attacked by a small shark while swimming across the water. He has a deep gravelly voice, speaking in almost perfect cat tongue now with barely any accent. (open to siblings, former apprentices, former mentor, mate, cubs, anything basically) (☾ѕησσzє☽ )
Swiftleap | 39 moons | ♂️ | heterosexual
Swiftleap is a tall, long-legged black tom with thick fur and green eyes. He is extremely fleet of foot and possesses a level agility and speed that goes relatively unmatched within the cats of WaveClan, but he is an absolutely appalling swimmer. He has a few scars scattered throughout his pelt and a notch in his right ear. Swiftleap has been ambitious and bold his entire life, and has always made it known that he wanted to rise to a position of power and perhaps one day lead the Clan. He is hot-headed, stubborn and short-tempered; it's almost comically easy to rile him up, and it takes a lot to calm him down afterwards. He can be very argumentative often just for the sake of it, especially with his fellow deputy whom he often believes to be challenging his authority simply because he is older and more experienced. Swiftleap does not like to be told no, and grows sulky and irritated when ignored. He is fiercely loyal to his Clan, however, and would die in service of his leader. Swiftleap was born and raised in WaveClan (open to family, a mate, etc) (owlspots ) ≋
HealersStormsight | 74 Moons | ♂️ | Asexual, Aromantic
Stormsight is a rather burly gray tabby with misty blue eyes. He has a rather crooked tail caused by being in one of the tunnels when it started to collapse. He luckily made it out alive, but his tail was broken in several places and never healed straight. He was raised and trained to be a warrior, at least until a few moons into his time as a warrior, when he started to develop cataracts in both eyes, soon forcing him to retire, as he wasn't able to see clearly enough to hunt or fight. Instead, he started to train with the healers, and found that while he still mourned being unable to be a warrior, he was grateful for the chance to still be able to help his Clan. He is a very caring tom, often times staying up late and being right by the side of sick cats, sometimes not sleeping for days because of this. However, he can be short-tempered when he is frustrated, and can often lash out at whoever is nearby, though he always apologizes for his behavior once he has calmed down. (runningsky123 )
Fernwhisper | 29 Moons | ♀ | Asexual
Fernwhisper is a sleek white wolf hybrid with a silver back and soft yellow-brown eyes. She has a slightly longer, thinner snout than most of the other wolves and, combined with her long legs and lanky body it gives her an almost delicate look. Fernwhisper's fur is short, but very thick and soft. It hides the scars she has managed to accumulate. She is a friendly and loyal wolf with a love of peace and quiet spent with those she loves. She hates confrontation, but you'd be mistaken in thinking she's a pushover. Fernwhisper isn't afraid to get her paws dirty when it comes to protecting her Clan and those in it, including from themselves. Fernwhisper was born to a beautiful warrior called Cloudfur who fell in love with a handsome silver husky called Blizzard. While the male had to return with his twolegs when they left, the wolf never took another mate. She never outright stated that it was her remaining love for Blizzard that caused it, but it was widely assumed. Cloudfur died not long after Fernwhisper earned her full name. Fernwhisper is a skilled and dedicated Healer with a keen mind for herbs and their use. She can, however, often get too enthralled in her work and is terrible at taking care of herself. She often forgets to eat for days at a time, especially during a crisis. She has little sense of self-preservation, leading to an impressive collection of scars despite the fact she's never been a Warrior or in a proper fight. Fernwhisper is cousin to Snowflower. (Open to littermates and extended family.) (Lycaonia ) ≋
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WarriorsBramblefang | 62 moons | ♂️ | Asexual A brindled he-wolf with yellow eyes and a distinctively patch of red over one eye. A canny old wolf and a clever hunter, Bramblefang can be relied upon to lead hunting parties against big game. He is a proud wolf, bordering on arrogant - there are no real predators to threaten him in WaveClan territory, aside from Twolegs and sharks, and he knows it; in fact, it makes him slightly insufferable. (open for siblings) (SmugGull )
Foamsnap | 58 Moons | ♂️ | Heterosexual | Foamsnap is a heavy-set white male cat with ginger tabby markings on his ears and tail. His eyes are strange, with one being a soft light brown - almost amber- and the other being a bright ice blue. Foamsnap is very muscular and incredibly fluffy, making his very intimidating as he always tends to have a scowl on his face. It all makes him look twice the size he actually is, which means it's absolutely hilarious when he gets wet. Foamsnap is, as his name would suggest, very snappish. Incredibly grumpy and short-tempered, Foamsnap has little patience to spare. He does have a strong sense of duty and loves his Clan with everything he has, but he has a hard time showing it. Foamsnap had a fairly normal childhood and Apprenticeship in WaveClan. His mother, Berrybloom, had stowed away on one of the two-legs boats without them knowing and ended up joining WaveClan where she fell deeply in love with his father, Finchcall. (Open to all family, especially littermates or a mate.) Foamsnap is a talented Warrior, both in hunting and fighting, though he excels at the latter. His biggest failings however are his patience, which can cause him to miss easy targets when he gets frustrated, and his short-temper, which can cause some fights with his Clanmates.His mother, Berrybloom, had stowed away on one of the two-legs boats without them knowing and ended up joining WaveClan where she fell deeply in love with his father, Finchcall. (Open to all family, especially littermates or a mate.) (Lycaonia)
Greywater | 42 moons | ♂️ | Heterosexual Greywater is a slate grey wolf with dun accents on his muzzle, ears and joints. Pale yellow eyes with white hairs following underneath, he's brindled with darker and lighter markings that create a murky appearance. Well rounded and clan-orientated, he's tolerant and tends to avoid the limelight. Greywater has an old injury that occasionally acts up: a sore shoulder from dislocation in a hunting incident on Rabbit Island, where he lost his footing and fell, landing on a shoal. He doesn't mind being stagnant and enjoys the hustle and bustle of camp. More so a warrior than anything else, the wolf has a "yes sir," personality and lacklustre ambition. Faithful and proud, he is fond of his clan-mates despite it failing to show through his stoney exterior. Flustered by those who show interest in him, Greywater avoids forced interaction with those he fancies. (Open to relatives, mate, etc.) (Tekoa )
Shellsplash | 36 moons | ♀ | Bisexual She is a short haired white she-cat with orange on the top of her and ears, and orange with darker orange rings on her tail. Her eyes are a dark green. Often mistaken for her brother, Webstep, especially as a kit. When her brother stopped spending time with her she went into a bout of moping around until one day she snapped out of it. It was like something just snapped in her. She finally seemed not bothered by this fact and took up doing her thing in the clan, whether it was offering to lead patrols or helping out with the queens. She was the one out of the siblings who had the fire in her stomach to lead and she wouldn't let it burn out. She is very skilled in a lot of the things she does, her one downfall is she tends to get overwhelmed a lot by taking on too many things at once. (open for parents) (☾ѕησσzє☽ )
Webstep | 36 moons | ♂️ | Homosexual He is a short haired white tom with orange on the top of his and ears, and orange with darker orange rings on his tail. His eyes are a dark green. As a kit, he was always mistaken for his sister and vice versa. He thought it was funny at first then it grew quite old very quickly. Now as a warrior he distances himself from her a lot, so much so he typically avoids going on patrols with her if he gets the chance to. He never really went through the effort of telling her why, just one day kind of stopped hanging out with her. He is a good tom despite this, trying his hardest for the clan. He is more a blind follower than a leader though, lacking the ambition to do things on his own. He would rather follows orders than be the one to give them. He is skilled in hunting but not much else, which isn't exactly great for a cat of his age but he doesn't care considering he'd prefer to keep himself out of a fight.(open to parents) (☾ѕησσzє☽ )
Willowstream | 36 Moons | ♀ | Bisexual Willowstream is a very pretty and elegant silver tabby with crystal blue eyes. Her front right paw is black, as is her left ear. She has a large notch in her right ear, from a playfight with her partner wolf Ebonyblaze when they were apprentices, as well as a tiny scar on her nose from getting pinched by a crab as a kit. Willowstream was found on Rabbit Island as a young kit, with no sign of any other cats around. She was brought to WaveClan camp, and as there were no cat queens at the time, was raised by Shellwave, the wolf mother of Ebonyblaze. Willowstream grew up and fit in rather well with her wolf adopted siblings, though she got along especially well with Ebonyblaze, and when it came time to pick a partners, she and Ebonyblaze were really each other's only sensible option. She is a very kind cat, and is very caring to any outsiders that first arrive, as she wants them to be welcomed warmly just as she was. She is still recovering from a bout of depression brought on by Shellwave's death after a shark bite became infected, but she tries to remain as chipper as usual. She is a very lithe cat, and is rather quick on land, but is even quicker in the water, though she has very little stamina both on land and in water because of this. She can also be a bit skittish at times, especially when one of her wolf siblings aren't around. (runningsky123 )
Ebonyblaze | 36 Moons | Male | Asexual, Aromantic Ebonyblaze is a quite handsome black wolf with medium length hair, and very striking amber eyes. His fur is quite silky and soft, as Willowstream makes him clean himself often, even doing it herself if she has to. He has a scar on his back right leg from not paying attention while he and Willowstream were hunting rabbits, and got his leg trapped inside a rabbit hole, scratching his leg up rather badly in the process. Ebonyblaze is a very energetic wolf, who loves to hunt but loves to swim just as much, finding time whenever he can to go to Hunter's Beach and just swim for fun. He can be a bit too energetic at times, often rushing into things and finding himself in some kind of trouble (that Willowstream usually has to get him out of). He takes after his adopted sister in that he is very kind to any newcomers to the Clan, as without them welcoming in new cats and wolves he never would have met his sister. (runningsky123 )
Stagtail | 32 moons | ♂️ | Bisexual Stagtail is a stocky black tom with ruddy undertones of copper on his chin, paws and tail. Pale green eyes stand out against his dark face, with little scars on his muzzle and face from hunting and skirmishes. A cocky tom put in his place early in his apprenticeship, Stagtail is carefully resigned with a competitive nature. Sun-stained in summer months, the majority of his fur is black with colouring most prominent on his chin and tail, hence his name. However, his fur darkens with age, and ranges from unkempt to tidily disheveled. Stagtail is prone to jump first and ask questions later, and can stick his foot in his mouth if provoked. He also tends to think of himself as witty, which clanmates would state otherwise. In reality, his tough act is a front, and unrelenting flirting is harmless. (Open to siblings, mate, etc.) (Tekoa )
Sandbite | 28 moons | ♀ | Pansexual Sandbite is a dusty tan-coloured she-wolf with a slight golden tint to her fur. She stands slightly shorter than average height but her thick, fluffy fur makes her look larger than she is. The fur around her muzzle and paws is paler than the rest of her pelt, but her ears and tail are considerably darker. Her eyes are a light, frosty shade of blue and one of them is slightly clouded; it has been this way ever since she suffered a severe eye injury as a pup, and her vision in this eye is quite poor. Her jaw is just ever so slightly crooked and she has a natural overbite on one side, where her larger teeth are visible even when her mouth is closed. Sandbite is a sweet, gentle soul with a good heart; she cares deeply for her Clanmates and possesses a strong loyalty to her friends and family. She is quite reserved and introverted due to the insecurities she has regarding her physical deformities, but relaxes in the company of those she trusts and becomes more care-free. While one might assume her to be a poor hunter and tracker due to her only having one eye, she is actually quite talented in tracking down prey since she learned to work around her bad eye. She is fast and light on her paws but is not particularly strong. She was born and raised in WaveClan, but when she was a young pup she wandered too far from the nursery and fell into a thorn bush; one of the thorns damaged her eye badly when she struggled to free herself, and she spent most of her youth going in and out of the healers' den. (open to family, a crush or mate, etc) (owlspots )
Shoalhopper | 25 moons | ♀ | Heterosexual Shoalhopper is a dusty brown wolf with sable markings and a dun undercoat. Coppery accents lighten the fur around her muzzle and throat, creating a mask around her darker brown eyes. An apt swimmer paired with a spritely attitude, Shoalhopper suits her name. Preferring to be active, she's prone to over commitment and burn outs. For a warrior so keen on helping she isn't the most perceptive. This sets her up as an over thinker, conflicted against this urge to be useful and fear of being a nuisance. Born and raised in Waveclan, she's absorbed the qualities of her clan and takes them to heart. Faithful and proud, Shoalhopper trusts in leadership and tends to be a follower. (Open to relatives, mate, etc.) (Tekoa ) ≋
ApprenticesRaccoonpaw | 8 moons | ♂️ | Heterosexual A brown-furred, amber-eyed cat with a permanent air of mischief about him. As a kit, Raccoon was constantly getting himself into trouble and dragging his siblings along with him, much to the distress of his parents. His mother, Silverfoot, bore a litter of three. (open for siblings and parents) (SmugGull )
Honeypaw | 8 moons | ♀ | bisexual Honeypaw is a slim flame tabby colourpoint she-cat with bright blue eyes. She has large ears and a fluffy tail with a tabby-marked tip; the fur on her chest and chin is a soft white. Honeypaw has a rather high-pitched voice that makes her sound excited all the time. Honeypaw is an excitable young cat with an unquenchable thirst for adventure; she is incredibly curious and eager to discover and learn, and she's always asking questions about things she finds interesting. Since becoming an apprentice she's taken to her new duties swimmingly and is surprisingly responsible for a cat of her age, trying her best to follow orders and obey the rules. She has a tendency to overthink things that she is uncertain of, and is often made anxious by the doubts and uncertainty of those around her. She picks up on the emotions of others and her mood can be greatly affected by how her Clanmates act, but most of the time she's a vibrant ball of energy. Honeypaw was born and raised in WaveClan; open to family, crushes, etc. (owlspots )
Loudpaw | 7 moons | ♂️ | Questioning He is a white wolf with light ginger markings on the top of his body and reaching down to the lower half of his legs. Skypaw is very chubby for an apprentice, most would lay blame to that for sneaking extra or maybe just drinking too much milk in the nursery but neither are the case, he's just fat in general. He speaks in broken cat language, usually with a horrible accent that sounds funny. He was always the clumsy, get in your face kind of cub. He didn't know when to shut his mouth and was socially unaware in most situations. Now that he's apprentice, nothing has changed. He is constantly getting stuck in unusual place, be it trees or random holes in the ground. He also tends to speaks out of turn or says things that probably be kept to himself. He means well enough but he just doesn't have the social skills to understand it's wrong to ask things. (open to siblings and parents) (☾ѕησσzє☽ )
Boapaw | 7 moons | ♀ | Bisexual Boapaw is a dark grey she-cat with swirls of orange and tan on her face and body. These markings are haphazard and cowlicked, ranging from speckles around her muzzle to tabby swatches that form a crest. Short curled whiskers paired with yellowish-green eyes, this apprentice is happy-go-lucky with a cautious personality. Her caution is justifiable, as Boapaw is deaf in her left ear. An ear infection as a kit is to blame, but she is mostly unaffected by it. This does mean she relies on sight, and likes to see things through before jumping to action. When swimming, she tends to keep her head above water and is sensitive about completely submerging herself. This means she actively avoids hunting fish and prefers to hunt around the warrens. Boapaw is named for her patch-like markings that her mother thought was snake-like. (Open to friendships, siblings and crushes, etc.) (Tekoa )
Cherrypaw | 7 Moons | ♂️ | Homosexual Cherrypaw is a young male wolf with mostly golden brown fur that is darker on his back and lighter on his underbelly like most wolves. His eyes are a bright amber that usually stare at the ground. Short and stocky with a deep chest, wide paws and thick, glossy fur, Cherrypaw is quite a handsome wolf. Cherrypaw is painfully shy, but incredibly sweet. He rarely talks and interacts little with those around him. He will speak when spoken to, but very rarely does he initiate any interaction. Cherrypaw has been trying hard to improve his confidence, but it seems to have done little good so far as he still has quite a lot of trouble looking others in the eye. Cherrypaw is very good at stealth, with makes him an excellent hunter. His quiet demeanor and wide paws make him almost silent when moving, allowing him to easily sneak up on prey. However, he isn't the fastest or most agile wolf around and tends to shrink back at any sign of a fight. He's working on it, but it's tough going. Cherrypaw was born and raised in WaveClan. He was born to two loyal Warriors and has done little of note so far, instead preferring to stay in the shadows. (Open to all family.) (Lycaonia)
Sleetpaw | 6 moons | ♂️ | heterosexual Sleetpaw is a small dark grey wolf with black and brown fur around his face and neck. While still very young, his coat is mostly a solid charcoal colour with small patches of faded grey fur here and there, but when he gets a bit older his coat is predicted to lighten. He has dark brown, almost black eyes. While not necessarily a loud or obnoxious apprentice, dealing with Sleetpaw can be very taxing for those with little patience. He is commonly quite slow on the uptake and is remarkably naive, having not developed a proper understanding of much at all due to the sheltered life he lived in the nursery. He is naturally curious and asks many questions which is expected of a pup his age, but these questions tend to have obvious answers and can be frustrating when in rapid succession (which they usually are). He's very friendly and has a generous heart, and he always means well even if he can be a little burdensome. Sleetpaw was born and raised in WaveClan. His mother was very ill when she was raising him, and as a result Sleetpaw led a very sheltered early life under the watchful eye of his incredibly protective mother. His mother died only days before he was apprenticed, and he is still greatly saddened by her death. (owlspots ) ≋
QueensBrightdapple | 37 Moons | ♀ | Pansexual Brightdapple is an attractive female silver spotted tabby cat with white paws, throat, muzzle and belly. Her eyes are a clear bright green. Brightdapple has always been on the lean side, she is long and short-legged but graceful despite it. While normally svelte, she is currently heavy with kits and due soon. Brightdapple is a vivid ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. That is to say that she is bright, sunny and can get on people's nerves occasionally. She generally good-natured and can mostly been seen with a smile on her muzzle, either chatting with other cats or grooming her immaculate fur. She is also vicious when provoked and will do anything to protect what's hers. Brightdapple was born and raised in WaveClan, but never knew her parents. Brightdapple is an excellent fighter, being agile and fast enough to avoid most hits, but she's an average hunter at best. She can be very vain when it comes to the upkeep of her beautiful fur, though she is able to set such things aside if there's really a need. Her father died before she was born and her mother while giving birth to her. Luckily another she-cat was nursing at the time and agreed to take the kit into her own litter. (Open to foster parents/siblings and extended family. Needs a Mate.) (Lycaonia)
Snowflower | 27 moons | ♀ | Bisexual A pretty albino she-wolf with a slight frame and narrow eyes. As an apprentice, she was an eager participant in the weekly grand hunts on pawprint island - in fact, they were how she bonded with her mate, Greypelt. She was delighted upon realizing that she was pregnant, but alas, Greypelt was killed by sharks while trying to cross the waters while injured shortly before their litter was born, leaving her to raise their five pups alone. (open for pups, siblings, parents) (SmugGull ) ≋
Kits & Pups Dew | 3 moons| ♀ | Unknown Dew is a gray wolf puppy. Born to Snowflower, she is quiet the curious cub. Dew loves to explore the camp around her and can't wait for the day she can finally dip her paws fully into the water. She doesn't talk a lot, almost to the point some of the clan thinks she might be mute. In reality, she just wants to focus on the sights around her and take it all in. She's very observant of her surroundings. She can listen well when she wants to but usually she'd rather listen to the sounds of the nature than some wolf or cat. Daughter of Snowflower. (☾ѕησσzє☽ ) ≋ EldersSageseed | 130 moons | ♀ | Heterosexual She is a frail black wolf with gray all over. She has milky amber eyes, signifying her old age having taken her eyesight finally. She usually has dust covered in her from the inability to make it to the water by herself to clean it off. Sageseed is the mother to Sharpeye, she met his father by his accident while out patrolling and it was a love story destined to fail. He was a lone wolf, no pun intended. When she fell pregnant with his cubs he was nowhere in sight and she was forced to raise them on her own in WaveClan, which she did very well. She never took on another mate after that day, claiming her heart still belonged to that red wolf that she met named Sun. She is still upbeat in her old age, though she seems to be a bit delusional, some wolves who might resemble her lost love might be mistaken for him and it turns into an awkward conversation. (open to other cubs, former apprentices) (☾ѕησσzє☽ ) ≋ Animals Outside the clan [open] ≋
StarClanSmokestar | 132 moons | ♂️ | Homosexual A sleek, long-furred grey tom with amber eyes and a bushy tail. Smokestar - then only known as Smoke - was the leader of the Moor Tribe when the flood swept through the valley and became the first leader of WaveClan when the survivors banded together. The loss of his last life nearly caused a civil war within the clan as both his deputies - Redfang and Viperstrike - were appointed at the same time. To keep the clan from destroying itself, StarClan sent a sign to the healer Minnowleaf, appointing Redfang the new leader of WaveClan. (SmugGull )
Redstar | 108 moons | ♀ | Homosexual A rangy red-furred, yellow-eyed she-wolf. Formerly the second of the Clan of Howling Pines, Redfang became Smokestar's deputy in the events after the flood and eventually succeeded him as leader. It was Redstar who instituted the practice of swimming partners and formally expanded WaveClan's territory from the confines of the main island. (SmugGull ) ≋ The Dark ForestBrightwing | 46 moons | ♀ | Heterosexual A pretty green-eyed calico she-cat and a former healer of WaveClan, Brightwing relished the power she held over the life and death of her clanmates and began poisoning them deliberately. Her usual victims were the young and the sick, especially kits, whom she actively disliked for reasons no one has conclusively figured out - Brightwing herself isn't speaking. After her crimes were uncovered by her fellow healer, Ripplestep, after Brightwing poisoned his own apprentice, she was exiled from the clan by the then-leader Sunstar and drowned while trying to swim to the mainland. (SmugGull ) ≋
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 16, 2019 3:47:35 GMT -5
Relationships Male - Female - Nonbinary
Cats Silverfoot + ? = Raccoonpaw, ?, ? ? + ? = Shellsplash, Webstep
Wolves Snowflower + Greypelt = Dew, ?, ?, ?, ?, ? Sageseed + ? = Sharpeye ≋
Mentors Raccoonpaw is mentored by Shellsplash Honeypaw is mentored by Goldenstar Boapaw is mentored by Webstep
Sleetpaw is mentored by Sharpeye Loudpaw is mentored by Bramblefang Cherrypaw is mentored by Sandbite ≋
Members SmugGull - Goldenstar, Bramblefang, Raccoonpaw, Snowflower, Smokestar, Redstar, Brightwing ✵ℓσѕт gιяℓ✵ - Sharpeye, Sageseed, Shellsplash, Webstep, Loudpaw, Dew owlspots - Swiftleap, Sandbite, Honeypaw, Sleetpaw Tekoa - Shellhopper, Boapaw, Greywater, Stagtail runningsky123 - Stormsight, Willowstream, Ebonyblaze Lycaonia - Fernwhisper, Cherrypaw, Foamsnap, Brightdapple ≋
News 7/16/19 - WaveClan is open! 7/16/19 - ✵ℓσѕт gιяℓ✵ has joined! 7/17/19 - owlspots has joined! 7/17/19 - the RP is officially open for posting! 7/19/19 - Tekoa has joined! 7/22/19 - runningsky123 has joined! 7/23/19 - Lycaonia has joined! ≋
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 16:33:10 GMT -5
Goldenstar emerged from her den beneath Highstones, her bones already beginning to ache from the early morning fog that rolled over the camp. She knew the fog would burn away well before sunhigh, but for now it hung heavy over the world, like a queen's pelt.
She peered around the camp, looking for her deputy and old friend, Sharpeyes. He was far more tolerable than Swiftleap - who had great potential and no patience whatsoever - and they needed to send out patrols. It was also nearly time for a Great Hunt on Pawprint island and they needed to prepare.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 16:43:17 GMT -5
Bramblefang yawned as he padded out of the warriors den, taking care not to step on his smaller denmates. It was customary for the cats to sleep near the back, where sleepy wolves wouldn't accidentally trod on them, but there was always someone who insisted on sleeping near the front. He squinted into the fog, shaking his pelt to dispel the droplets of condensation on his fur.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 16:52:43 GMT -5
Raccoonpaw crept through the fog, scenting the air for Shellsplash. He had several issues with his mentor - none of them serious, but all of them annoying - and he thought a good attack on her tail might help fix things.
And even if it didn't it would be funny.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 17:10:50 GMT -5
Goldenstar purred when she spotted Sharpeye re-entering camp and padded over to him. "Enjoying the sun?" she meowed, a hint of irony in her voice as she swished her tail through the tendrils of fog.
The teasing dropped from her face as she turned the conversation to business. "We need to set out hunting patrols," she meowed. "The Warrens are a good spot for any cat patrols, but with a Hunt coming up we'll need something a little more substantial. Not to mention we need to check the borders." Preparing for a proper hunt always took a couple of days, but it was always worth it. The wolves brought back enough meat for a feast - assuming the Twolegs didn't get in the way.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 20:00:30 GMT -5
Raccoonpaw couldn't suppress a gleeful wiggle as his mentor poked her head into the apprentice's den, leaving her tail-tip completely undefended. Raccoonpaw launched himself at her tail with wild abandon, batting it around with his claws sheathed - he wasn't that mean - and yowling triumphantly.
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Non-binary
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no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Jul 17, 2019 20:05:20 GMT -5
Sharpeye nodded, looking around at the cats and wolves of the clan as he thought of who to set up where. "Hmm perhaps Webstep could on a border patrol today, he seems like the type to do well there rather than out on the hunt. Maybe Swiftleap would do well on the border patrol too, Webstep would do better under the guidance of a deputy than if he was leading it himself." He mulled over the idea of the last potential warrior. He tried to think if any apprentices were falling behind on training or if any seemed like a border patrol might benefit them at this age, one did enter his mind and he couldn't help but give a silent chuckle to himself. "I would think Bramblefang that way they have a wolf with them to help protect and also...if I must admit, I don't think Loudpaw is fully ready for a hunt. He would cause too much noise if I recall correctly from last time I watched him training and he'd probably trip over his own paws, he's not grown into them yet." He spied the young apprentice out of the corner of his eye, stuck in what appeared to be the apprentice's den. He must have tripped over his own paws and fell into it. "Scratch that, Loudpaw will be staying in camp fixing the apprentice's den today it appears."
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Non-binary
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no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Jul 17, 2019 20:22:10 GMT -5
Shellsplash fell back, letting out a loud yowl and swatting at her apprentice, her noise had been the cause of Loudpaw's fall. She puffed out her chest and scorned at her apprentice, obviously not happy. "Raccoonpaw!" She hissed, a bitterness in her tone now. She tried to flatten her fur, hiding the fact she had been spooked by her own apprentice. "You are tied for the oldest apprentice in the clan right now and I expect to like it, not like some kit straight out of the nursery on their first day." She took a deep breath, letting herself relax. She shouldn't let her anger overcome her like this. "I'm sorry I swatted at you but you could have been anyone, you need to be more careful. Now come on, we need to check on the elders and queen of the clan, see if they need any help before we do anything else today." She took a sharp turn towards the elder's den, expecting Raccoonpaw to follow, if he didn't then that was his own fault.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 20:30:37 GMT -5
Goldenstar purred in amusement at the sight of the apprentice's head sticking out of his den. "It appears so," she meowed. "Tripping over his own paws indeed."
She nodded at Sharpeye's suggestion. Bramblefang was a good warrior, reliable in a fight (unfortunately, he knew it). "Swiftleap, Webfoot, and Bramblefang then. A full border patrol, and then - perhaps Shellsplash and Raccoonpaw could go hunting." She tilted her head consideringly. "How is your own apprentice progressing?"
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 17, 2019 20:33:38 GMT -5
Raccoonpaw yelped as Shellsplash's paws battered against his fur. He slunk back, eyeing Shellsplash resentfully but grunting in assent when she scolded him. Briefly, he considered skulking off in the opposite direction when she turned towards the elder's den, but he decided pretty quickly that it wasn't worth it and trudged sullenly after her.
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Jul 20, 2019 10:24:02 GMT -5
Shoalhopper entered camp with a disheveled pelt and dripping muzzle, with a meager looking fish swinging from her grip. The thing wasn't diminutive, but wasn't entirely impressive either. Normally sticking to Deer Island, as it seemed like her luck depleted along with the fish, the wolf was pleased with her catch. Despite it all, the warrior appeared like she had sunk her whole front end in the water after it- so it was going in the pile.
As the waning morning light burned closer to sun high, the wolf made her way through camp with her tail wagging slowly. Carefully avoiding the tails of her smaller clan mates, Shoalhopper deposited her catch and licked her teeth clean. Stretching each leg behind her, the warrior found a secluded spot and shook out her sable and dun pelt. Droplets of water arked from her copper cheeks, with the ringlets of damp hair settling in her ruff and chest fur. Satisfied, Shoalhopper ran a pinkish tongue over each foreleg and called it a day. Not one to preen, a simple shake kept her content. Returning her full attention to camp, she settled with her legs and torso angled to the side. Dark brown eyes drinking in the hustle and bustle of camp, Shoalhopper tried to catch up and seek out her next pursuit.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 21, 2019 21:43:28 GMT -5
Movement caught Bramblefang's eye and he looked over to see Shoalhopper entering camp, a single fish clamped in her jaws. He huffed, half in amusement and half in sympathy - he hadn't had that poor of luck hunting recently, but he had noticed small game getting scarcer, especially the fish. He padded over to the young warrior, blinking in a friendly manner. "No luck with the fish today?" he asked, flicking his tail towards the fresh-kill.
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Jul 22, 2019 11:07:40 GMT -5
Shoalhopper picked herself up as Bramblefang approached, her dark brown eyes trying to read his expression. Seeing a friendly face looking back at her, the dun and copper warrior's demeanor softened. Sitting back on her haunches, Shoalhopper turned her attention to the fresh-kill pile again. No luck with the fish today. Her muzzle parted in a subdued smile, brightened with a cheeky glint in her deep brown eyes. "Luck is only an asset, right?" Shoalhopper responded, shrugging off the initial sting."I'm happy to bring that thing back, you won't believe how patient I had to be to get it."
Her dun undercoat was still puffed from the bite of air against wet fur. The water warmed up later in the day, but the shallows kept a cool temperature from the rocks. It was like night was still grasping to keep it's hold over the shoreline as the sun burned it away.
"How are you today, Bramblefang?"
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 22, 2019 14:03:16 GMT -5
Bramblefang dipped his head amicably. "Quite well, thank you. Waiting for Goldenstar and Sharpeye to announce the patrols for the day." He deliberately left out the clan's second deputy - Swiftleap had been a perfectly competent warrior, in his fashion, but his quick temper made him a poor leader (at least in Bramblefang's opinion). "I hear there's a Hunt coming up," he added, excitement coloring his voice.
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Post by runningsky123 on Jul 22, 2019 15:32:02 GMT -5
Willowstream had been sleeping peacefully, curled up back-to-back with Ebonyblaze, their usual sleeping arrangement in greenleaf. She was suddenly woken from her slumber by Ebonyblaze going to roll over in his sleep, nearly squashing her in the process. She leapt up with a hiss and a swat at her brother's ear. "Watch where you're rolling, you sack of fur!", she snapped softly, so she didn't wake anyone else, though she was rather indignant at being woken up that way. She merely earned a half-asleep mumble from her brother, before she just scoffed slightly, and headed out of the den, knowing there would be no way to get back to sleep after that.
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Jul 22, 2019 16:52:06 GMT -5
Shoalhopper lifted to her paws at the mention of a hunt, excitement trilling through her legs. "Ooh, I'd love a hunt," She responded, her sable flecked tail swaying in a slow uncontained wag. "Do you think they'll organize a party to go after deer?"
Catching the subtle tone in Bramblefang's voice as he mentioned Goldenstar and Sharpeye, without mentioning Swiftleap- she decided to go with a general 'they.' Prone to overstep, Shoalhopper was learning to go with the flow rather than question every little thing. Copper muzzle twitching at the thought of deer, the she wolf drew a pinkish tongue over the rim of her mouth. Maybe then I'll help catch something more worth while than fish.
((I have Boapaw, Stagtail and Greywater open if anyone want to interact with them ^u^))
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Post by runningsky123 on Jul 23, 2019 13:43:33 GMT -5
(( Tekoa would you be down for Willowstream and Stagtail crushing on each other?))
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Jul 23, 2019 16:02:17 GMT -5
((I'm down for that! @runningsky123 ))
Blending in with the wall of thorny brambles surrounding camp, Stagtail settled with a blank expression. Pale green eyes watching the hustle and bustle, the dark-furred tom was waiting for a patrol, or at least something to pique his interest. Stifling a yawn, he caught a glimmer of silver in the corner of his gaze. Turning his head, Stagtail noticed a familiar face and pushed himself out of the brambles. Pausing to flatten the dishevelled copper fur on his shoulder, the warrior made his way towards Willowstream with bluffed confidence. Okay, say something cool. Honestly, the tom looked more like a peacock than a cat with this saunter he'd come up with. You got this.
"Hey, Willowstream," Nailed. it. Stagtail thought to himself, his copper tail curling around his paws as he sat down near the silver warrior. Dark-furred as he was, the stocky tom's colouring appeared closer to amber in direct sunlight. He hoped she'd noticed how regal he looked... No? Well, he gave it a shot. He surely paled in comparison.
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Post by runningsky123 on Jul 23, 2019 16:06:39 GMT -5
Willowstream had slipped out of the warrior's den quietly, leaving Ebonyblaze to his slumber, and startled ever so slightly when she heard someone walk up behind her, before she turned to see Stagtail, her tail flicking slightly as she smiled slightly at him. "Hello, Stagtail. How are you this morning?", she asked, her black front paw raised up ever so slightly from when she had startled, the sun making her well-kept fur gleam in the light.
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Post by SmugGull on Jul 23, 2019 16:33:02 GMT -5
With the patrols decided, Goldenstar looked around for those she needed and spotted Bramblefang speaking to Shoalhopper. She padded over, meowing a greeting to both of them before letting Bramblefang know he'd be part of Swiftleap's border patrol and to please find him (as well as Webstep, who would be joining them).
"Shoalhopper, try hunting in the woods around Robinstar's Peak," she added, the thought only occurring to her as she spoke. "Take someone with you if you like."
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Jul 23, 2019 19:12:02 GMT -5
Stagtail winced as he accidentally startled Willowstream, but seemed to recover quickly. Ever so distracted by the shimmer of sunlight against the silver tabby's fur, the stocky tom quickly turned his eyes to camp. "Oh, you know, same old." Stagtail responded, turning his green eyes back to hers as excitement laced his voice. "I hear there's a hunting patrol going out soon."
Just as the words left his mouth, the tom noticed Goldenstar assigning Bramblefang and Shoalhopper. "How about you? Want to see if we could join in?"
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Post by runningsky123 on Jul 23, 2019 19:43:51 GMT -5
"I'd love to.", she said with a soft purr, her tail flicking happily as she placed her paw back on the ground slightly. "Beats being almost squashed by Ebonyblaze, that's for sure.", she said with a soft laugh, before she stood up and headed towards where Goldenstar and the others were sitting, flicking her tail across Stagtail's shoulder as she walked by him.
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Jul 23, 2019 20:14:34 GMT -5
Shoalhopper dipped her head as Goldenstar spoke, barely containing the subtle wag of her tail. "Yes, of course! Thank you," Dark brown eyes glazing over as she organized herself, the dun brown warrior hopped a step towards the warriors den, pausing at the entrance. Titling her head to the side, she peered under the woven bracken and prodded the closest wolf to her. Greywater grunted then pulled himself to his paws with a huff. The slate grey warrior had already been awake, and was watching the ongoings of camp through tired yellow eyes. As the older warrior passed through the entrance, Shoalhopper blinked to adjust her eyes to the shaded den. Spotting a still sleeping Ebonyblaze, the she wolf debated waking him.
"Hey, Ebonyblaze?" Shoalhopper called, caving. "Do you want to join a hunting party? We're heading to the woodland behind Robinstar's peak."
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Stagtail grinned at Willowstream's response, a chuckle forming in his chest as he followed along with the she cat. "Ah, to be a sibling." The black and copper tom chided, his tone lighthearted and sarcastic. Mirroring the silver warrior, his tail brushed against hers as he settled down beside her. Pale green eyes searching over the gathered warriors, he angled his ears towards the camp entrance. Whiskers twitching, Stagleap leaned towards Willowstream with a cheeky glint in his eyes.
"What about Hunter's Beach?" Stagleap offered, flicking his tail towards the warrior's den. "Looks like Shoalhopper is going after big game, with the wolves she's gathering."
"C'mon, Willowstream. Maybe you could teach me to swim as fast as you do, ey?" The stocky tom said, crouching and swivelling his shoulders as though he where readying to pounce.
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Post by runningsky123 on Jul 23, 2019 22:51:24 GMT -5
Ebonyblaze snorted slightly as he woke up, rolling around and jumping up, near smacking his head on the branches that formed the roof of the warriors den, moss clinging to his fur. "Uh, what? Oh, yeah. Yeah, I can hunt.", he said, shaking his fur out slightly and smoothing the fur on his shoulders down a bit, before he followed Shoalhopper out of the den, squinting as his eyes adjusted to the light outside.
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Willowstream glanced over just as Shoalhopper walked out, followed by her brother, to which she snorted ever so softly. "If Ebonyblaze can focus and not go chattering off about some shell he found on the beach, maybe.", she purred in amusement, before she laughed softly at his crouch, pushing him ever so slightly with her paw with a purr. "Why would I want to show you how to swim as fast as me? Then I wouldn't be one of the quickest swimmers in the Clan.", she teased, her tail waving. "But sure. I haven't been over to Hunter's Beach in ages. Ebonyblaze usually swims over without me."
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