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Post by rose on Aug 7, 2019 14:58:37 GMT -5
Rainwillow Overall, Rainwillow is a she-cat that one could very easily consider pretty. Her pelt is long and a light shade of dusty brown, though her underbelly and the fur leading up to her neck is primarily white. Her ears are fluffy and always alert, and only when inspected closely would someone be able to find that she is, in fact, a tabby. The fact is most obvious on her face, though the darker brown isn’t too obvious at first glance. The most notable thing about her, however, are her distinct blue eyes - bright, directly rivaling the brilliant blue of the Frozen Cascades. Other than her “loud” eyes, the she-cat’s features are soft and add a particular innocence to her appearance. Though soft spoken, Rainwillow protects those she values and cares for with a motherly fierceness - she always has, and that only intensified after she had her own kits. She’s a natural born mother, having wanted kits for moons, though she isn’t one to hold her tongue if someone’s being a flat out mouse-brain. She doesn’t always make the right decisions, but her heart is always in the right place. She watches over Finchpaw and Hailpaw closely, and StarClan forbid anything hurt them - it will be met with only her tooth and claw. Despite the instinctive protectiveness, she tries her best to distance herself, knowing that it must be embarrassing to the pair, but sometimes, she just can’t help it. For many moons, the she-cat thought she was unable to have kits, and having her precious Hailkit and Finchkit seemed to be a blessing directly from StarClan. She had a strong tie with her ancestors before, though after having her children, that connection only grew stronger. She hopes to have more kits in the future, though doesn’t want to add more pressure onto her mate. rose Warrior The mother of Finchpaw and Hailpaw, and Burningstar’s mate changing tides
Featherpaw Featherpaw's pelt is long and silver, all while being adorned with gray stripes. Her fur is long and feathery - as per her namesake, particularly so on her underside. Her nose is a light shade of pink, and her eyes are a very pale, light blue - so pale that they appear gray in most lighting. The tabby considers herself very social, though when she gets upset, she tends to shut off, and instantly goes to be alone. She's skilled in holding her tongue, and as a result, comes off as very sweet to her Clanmates. Featherpaw tends to stray from quarrels - fighting and seeing others practice it upsets her to no end. Although she’d never admit it, the she-cat is very ambitious. She aims to be one of the best warriors CascadeClan has ever seen, though she knows that goal may prove to be unreachable (that doesn’t keep her hope from faltering, though). To help reach that goal, Featherpaw is an eager learner. She always has been - as a kit, she was often seen watching warriors bring back fresh-kill enviously. Though she tries to have a positive mindset, the she-cat is very much a pessimist. She refrains from saying her negative thoughts aloud, though typically, the worst possible outcome is always floating through her head. rose Apprentice Open to kin changing tides
Thornblaze Thornblaze is a muscular, sleek dark brown tom with piercing amber eyes. In a lack of good lighting he appears nearly black; his tail is long, and though his appearance may be plain, his personality is not. Despite his somewhat intimidating appearance, Thornblaze is quite the softie. He often spends time in or around the nursery, and he’s always first to offer to help if any cat needs it - especially Duskfern. Though his kindness shines even brighter to the medicine cat, Thornblaze is a skilled warrior. He was always one who listened closely to his mentor, and he made it a large point to not forget any of the skills he’s learned. He hopes to be lucky enough to have an apprentice one day and pass that knowledge forward, but for now, all he can do is help the queens with their kits - the future warriors of CascadeClan. He hopes to father kits one day as well. The tom is able to enjoy the finer things in life and make fun of himself - though when situations get darker, he’ll try and use humor to get out of it, afraid that if he speaks his truths then they’ll become just that - true. He has a flirty personality, but he’d never use she-cats; it just seems dirty to him. Warrior roseopen to kin
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 15:13:16 GMT -5
CascadeClan Camp, Duskfern, Lycaonia .Shadowblossom In spite of the pain and exhaustion which were rendering her thoughts to nonsense and fear, the sound of a tiny squeak draw her attention from all of it. Lifting her head wearily from where it had fallen, her smokey ears twitched forward as she watched the medicine fats careful work with her first born. “He’s tiny!” She exclaimed with amused delight. And a comment coming from a shecat as tiny herself was truly the proclamation. Her weakened gaze lit up as the squirming kitten was delivered to her flank, tentatively as though fearing she might hurt the little one. The queen ran her nose through its fur, familiarising herself with the sweet scent of her newborn. A weak laugh pulling from her as she watched her son squirm and mewl, finding his way to her side where the sensation of tiny paws kneading into her convulsing sides began. However, the joys of new motherhood didn’t last long. As once again pain tore through her once more. Even more fiercely and persistent, a groan pulled through her as the pain meticulously worked its way through her yet again. The queen weakly lapped up the newly presented herbs as she was told, still the pain was ever present. But she was obedient, taking a moment to catch her breath as well as the pain would permit her. Settling herself with resting her head against her paws, watching the antics of her newborn son. A weak smile on her expression, darkened only for a heartbeat every time the pain began again. Yet for now the urge to push evaded her, this she waited as best as she could. Trying to hold onto what energy the pain would allow her. But eventually the pain returned till it was almost unbearable, her cries growing more insistent as her frame writhed despite her efforts to remain still. The urge to push and the pressure impossible, but it seemed her second was choosing to be difficult in spite of her efforts.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 15:23:50 GMT -5
Amazing! I shall add later tonight
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Post by rose on Aug 7, 2019 15:29:33 GMT -5
you know what would be sad? rainwillow being heavily pregnant with a second litter of kits directly before burningstar’s death (and so, furycall essentially takes away his opportunity to meet his new kits, as well as... everything else)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 15:44:17 GMT -5
It would break my heart, I love it
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 15:56:11 GMT -5
I'm here! Hello!
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Post by rose on Aug 7, 2019 15:58:30 GMT -5
does anyone have charries that are open?))
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 16:05:19 GMT -5
Is it okay if I make another cat?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 16:28:13 GMT -5
Of course Pudge!
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 17:32:14 GMT -5
Alright I'll get started. I'm not sure if I should respond with Blackeye until Furycall does something.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 17:33:02 GMT -5
No problem! I assumed that was what you were doing I’m sure Jekyll is just busy.
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 7, 2019 17:38:46 GMT -5
Sorry!! I'm here, I'm here!!! What do I need to respond to?))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 17:39:46 GMT -5
Its ok Jek there’s no rush! and to the patrol with Burningstar, Finchpaw, etc. A fox is about to attack
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 17:40:55 GMT -5
Oh I wanted to ask as well, how do you feel about cats with disabilities? Deaf, blindness, can't speak.
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 7, 2019 17:41:52 GMT -5
Maybe they were born with deformities???))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 17:43:32 GMT -5
That wouldn’t be a problem if you wanted one.
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 17:45:03 GMT -5
Alright! I think they could be interesting. My next cat might have a problem with speech.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 17:46:11 GMT -5
If it’s ok with you, what would you think of them being a kit of Burningstar? Finchpaws sibling In other words.
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 17:55:02 GMT -5
Oh that would be fine. I was going to be a grey female, (most of my OCs are after my RL cats). Would she be a paw then?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 17:56:39 GMT -5
No problem if you’d rather not, but ideally yes
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 17:57:21 GMT -5
A paw is fine. I'll get typing.
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 18:17:08 GMT -5
Hailpaw / whisper Hailpaw is a gentler female. The young cat has very soft to the touch silver fur, still small for her age as she hasn't grown much. Her pelt has darker tabby markings across her face and back with a feathery thick tail. Her face is round, ears curved with tufts of long white fur and long fur peeking from between her toes. Hailpaw has a darker grey nose, pale white whiskers and downturned eyes; the iris is a misted blue color. Though young, Hailpaw will grow not to be much larger than she is now. Her longer fur makes her appear larger than she actually is, better for the cold weather and can be challenging in the summer. Hailpaw is known to be very quiet, to the point that she almost actually never speaks. Her voice doesn't come out in the right tones and ranges, most times she can only squeak if she tries. Though she knows words and can understand completely, Hailpaw cannot really speak herself. She is a shy cat, keeping to herself or her family mostly. It can take a bit to really let her come out of her shell. Once she does, Hailpaw is a whimsical female with a bright imagination and a kind heart. The biggest problem is that she can be very forgetful of things. PudgeCat Apprentice kin to finchpaw changing tides
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 18:18:49 GMT -5
So darn cute, and I love the hail prefix! Super pretty name and character!
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 18:23:33 GMT -5
Thank you! Who will be her mentor?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 18:25:08 GMT -5
Part of me is contemplating being adorable and having it be Burning, but I’m unsure. I’ll decide when I add
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 18:26:42 GMT -5
That'd be super cute. whomever works.
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 7, 2019 18:47:16 GMT -5
GingerrootWith Howlshade, Tigerlilykit, and Dandelionkit. In Nursery. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ The she-cat chuckled lightly as her son dug in, choosing a minnow to eat. Her fur soon prickled nervously as she heard a cry of pain from the nursery, turning he head to look toward it. Duskfern darted out and she knew all to well what was going on, Shadowblossom was having her kits. Nodding quickly at the words the medicine cat said on her way back, the she-cat turned and kept an eye on her two kits, making sure they were both there and knowing she should keep and on them so they didn;t head back into the nursery while the other queen was kitting.
.coding by necrodancer. FurycallWith Buringstar, Finchpaw, and Darkeye. Near Border. PudgeCat Lycaonia   Furycall watched the apprentice cooly before flicking his tail dismissively. "It'll do. Come on everyone, lets keep going. Be sure to check for any signs of predators and such, we don't need any extra in the territory." He then turned and began to make his way along the border, setting scent markers now and then. He glanced back toward camp once, knowing his mate and the medicine cat had been talking when they left. She'll be fine, she's a strong and great warrior. If she does kit soon, then she'll be just fine without me there.
.coding by necrodancer. RarerainWith Open. In Camp. The she-cat merely looked over at the medicine den when the she-cat had jumped over her before returning to her grooming with a shrug of her shoulders. When it happened the second time she heard a small sorry come from the medicine cat but merely shrugged once more. "It's fine." She then finished her grooming and lazily moved to the fresh-kill pile, grabbed one of the few mice that were left, and laid down to eat it, as nonchalant as she normally was.
.coding by necrodancer. StagleapWith Duskfern and Shadowblossom. In Nursery and Apple Creek. Stagleap looked up as his name was called. Hearing the urgency in the medicine cat's voice, the tom immediately ran from the camp as fast as he could, which was pretty fast since he wasn't named Stag- for nothing, as deers were quiet speedy. Speeding toward Apple Creek he made it there in record time and moved toward a nearby tree, collecting moss from among the roots and rolling it into a ball, soaking it through with water, and then sprinting right back to camp and into the nursery. He set the moss down and looked up at Duskfern. "Anything else you need?"
.coding by necrodancer.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 18:54:55 GMT -5
CascadeClan Camp, Blackeye, Furycall, PudgeCat . Jekyll Burningstar Reacting with a speed that surprised even the russet tom cat as he lunged from his resting point amidst the foliage, as he ran he elicited a very; equal parts warning and battle cry as he charged, a sound so loud and ominous it would have left lightning trembling. His son was amidst that patrol, and he wasn’t about to let any harm come to the small tom cat. Yet his paws felt unfuriatingly slow no matter how he tore up the land behind him as he ran, leaving earth scattering in his wake as he fought to catch up with all the anger of a truly lethal CascadeClan warrior, but by the time he returned the Fox was already upon them, and with little hesitation Burningstar hurled himself into the fray with an almighty snarl. Ready to protect his patrol and son at all costs.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 7, 2019 19:01:00 GMT -5
Whereabouts, With Whom, Tags Dandelionkit Dandelionkit, in the midst of pommelimg his brother’s back as the pair play fought, was distracted from what would have been a truly glorious victory by the commotion of camp. Pausing mid stride, he tilted his head, watching the medicine cat; a shecat he had only ever known tranquility from, dart about camp as though her tail had been set ablaze, but as far as he could see he saw no problem. Only hearing the command that they remain out of the den. A confusing idea, for as far as he was concerned neither the warriors nor the apprentices were ever kicked from their dens, unfair, he grumbled with a twitch of his tail. Turning to his mother, lips parted with no less than a million questions, he was cut off by a sound from the nursery. A cry so terrible it left his blood curdled and eyes wide, he all but sprang for the nursery before his mother out an end to any heroic ideas. “Mama! Someone’s hurting Shadowblossom, we have to help!”.
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 7, 2019 19:08:39 GMT -5
Blackeye ; Padding along, her mind drifted to another topic the female was not listening or feeling the forest around her. Blackeye heard a yowl behind, Burningstar ripping up the ground with a cry of battle tearing from his throat. Instantly, the warrior was on the defensive. Her senses reopened and the overwhelming scent of fox barreled over the patrol. She couldn't even react as the massive dog like creature yipped and pounced in front of Finchpaw. Her dark fur fluffed, claws sliding from her paws and she let out a vicious low growl. This is what she was for, battle.
Blackeye couldn't let the young cat face down the fox. Finchpaw was smart but a fox was smarter and bigger. Her paws dug hard as she shot forward, quick and dangerous. If Burningstar would face the fox head on, she could wrap around and flank it. Once it saw it was outnumbered, hopefully it would run away without much incident. Veering off from the path her leader took, she went off right to attack the flank of the fox.
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