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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2019 13:32:45 GMT -5
*Moonshadow* Silence hovered through the forest. Moonshadow’s paw steps made no noise as she creeped through the shadows. A clueless squirrel was chewing on an acorn. Moonshadow took a silent creep forwards. The squirrel’s head popped up. It knew she was there. She had to act quickly. She leaped forwards. The squirrel was too quick though. It scrambled up a tree and Moonshadow landed on her stomach. She spat at herself. She could do way better than that. How would the elders think of that? What about the warriors? Did anyone see? Moonshadow looked around. No warriors were around. She didn’t want any warriors to see her embarrassing fail. She glared at the squirrel as it disappeared into the tree’s leaves. She shook her head and watched another squirrel squiggle by. She gave a silent laugh and got back into a hunting crouch. This one she was going to get.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 19, 2019 9:57:22 GMT -5
¤Spidereye¤ Hawkeyes258 calliope Stealthfire Heading south taking a trail he had used countless times before, Spidereye led the way to Skyhill. His mind wondered about what the clans ancestors would tell him, probably something obscure and interpretive. Something he would have to figure out for himself, which is why the tom was already begining to lean towards a certain individual. Hopefully Starclan would just be able to confirm what he was thinking. As the came to a hills egde along the path the leggy black tom carefully picked his way down. "Ripplepaw becareful, and dont jump from rock to rock. Always test its stability before jumping onto it." It would be aweful if she happened to land on a wobbly boulder and it send rolling down the steep incline. The fall could possibly be deadly. As much as Spidereye wish to instruct his apprentice to follownhis footsteps he knew that it was important for her to find her own way down. ¤Darksage¤ Gritting his teeth the dark spotted male did hisnbest to out swim his clanmate but he was just not build for speed under the water. He broad features slowed him down allowing Berrydawn more narrow form to glide right past him and win. Her win was an obvious one and Darksage smiled as he looked at her happy face. Climbing out of the water and onto the bank he gave his thick pelt a thorough shake. "I never stood a chance", he meowed to her accepting his defeat.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2019 18:15:48 GMT -5
*Moonshadow/ Gingerstep* Moonshadow pounced on the squirrel. Before she could sink her claws into it, it slipped away. What was going on with her today? She had failed once again and she was hungry! She was sure the elders were too. She had a guess of why she was doing so bad. CreekClan. Her Clan had kept her on her claws, nervous as ever. The leader dying, the deputy dying. It was all horrible! She had been hunting worse each day from her worries about the Clan. She could just see Gingerstep’s scared eyes when she brought him nothing! Moonshadow shivered. Her job since she was a kit was to help and protect the elders. She had done better when she was a kit than how she had been lately. She usually brought back hardly any food, and she could see the disappointment in her friends’ eyes when she brought back no food. She hated to disappoint her Clan, but she had wore herself out after failing to catch prey over and over again. She sighed and started to slink back to camp, her head showing pictures of the disappointment in her Clan’s eyes. “Gingerstep?” Moonshadow called. “Do you have food?” The old cat grunted. Moonshadow hesitated. “Do you have food?!” Gingerstep growled. Moonshadow shook her head. “No sir,” she mumbled. Gingerstep flipped over to face Moonshadow. “What’s been up with you lately, kid?” He grumbled. “I don’t know, Gingerstep. Maybe all the Clan drama has been getting in my head.” Gingerstep huffed. “Look, kid. This Clan’s been a mess lately. Leader’s gone, deputy’s gone, but what I want you to remember is, that doesn’t have to affect you. Yeah, you’re in the Clan, but are you the Clan?” Moonshadow was silent for a while. “But, Gingerstep, if no one cared about this stuff, what would happen?” “If no one cared ‘bout this stuff, you would. But guess what, kid? Everyone cares ‘bout this stuff. Which means, us two don’t have to.” Moonshadow was silent again. “Your right, Gingerstep. Your right for you. You don’t care about this stuff, but I do. That’s why I’m going to keep trying to make a movement.” Gingerstep looked surprised. “Well, kid, do what ya want. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya when your all caught up in this darn situation ya got here.” Moonshadow shook her head. “I’m not doing it because I want to. I’m doing it because I want to help the Clan. Unfortunately, right now, that is what I have to do.” Gingerstep shook his head again. “Fine. But you continue leaving me with an empty-stomach, you’re going to be sorry, kid.” “Don’t worry, Gingerstep. I’ll get prey for you.” “If you’re gonna get some prey, go now, kid! I’m hungry!”
(Too long? Sorry, I got a little crazy.😂)
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Post by Whimsicallight on Dec 21, 2019 13:50:17 GMT -5
Berrydawn w/ Darksage [ Falconwing] Berrydawn smiled. "Of course you never stood a chance!" she laughed, flicking her paw so droplets of water splashed onto him. "But, I'm nice, so you won't get dumped into the water!" Leaping up beside Darksage, she looked into his eyes and asked playfully, "Do you know what you'll get for losing?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2019 14:41:36 GMT -5
*Moonshadow* Moonshadow was back to failing. She was back to landing on her stomach, letting easy prey slip away, making prey notice her, etc., etc. She was tired, she was worn out, she was disappointed, she was sad. She couldn’t get a single meal for her, or Gingerstep. She would miss it, startle it, and more. She was getting more and more tired and dizzy with each step. With each fail. Things were just getting worse. She couldn’t tear herself away and go back to Gingerstep empty. He would be disappointed and feel disrespected. He would be mad that CreekClan was getting too far in her head. He would tell her, “Now, kid, you better get that drama out of your head!” He would give her a stern and hungry look that would make Moonshadow go back out. Then, it would happen all over again. She would be back out here, alone. Warriors wouldn’t see her embarrassing fails, or her easy prey misses. She couldn’t bring out another warrior to help. Even her best friend would laugh. She was usually the hardest working warrior in the Clan. If that meant getting up super early to hunt, that was what she did. But now, what was she? Out here, hunting like a kit. Worse than a kit. Failing and tired and miserable. She couldn’t handle it anymore. Things were spinning around her. Fast. Then, everything was gone. Black. The trees around her. The soft leaves. The sweet scents. The scattering prey. The sun. The clouds. Everything was black. Moonshadow lay on the ground, looking as if she was waiting to be eaten, and felt as if the world had slipped away from her.
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Post by calliope on Dec 24, 2019 17:59:24 GMT -5
(Happy Yule everyone! Sorry for the absence. New job and the holidays really put me behind here. But I plan on being more active. Could someone give me a good summary of whats been going on?)
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 24, 2019 18:04:43 GMT -5
《Yuletide greetings! Spidereyes patrol is heading to Skyhill, Stonefall is watching over camp and other cats are going about clan duties. Darksage and Berrydawn are over by Crystal Creek ( jayfeather you can have Moonshadow run into them if you like) I will try to get a post up tonight and then after tomorrow I plan on doing a time skip for Spidereyes patrol to return from Skyhill to announce the new clan leader who will in turn also announce his/her deputy. 》
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Post by calliope on Dec 24, 2019 18:10:45 GMT -5
(I know Stagwatcher is out and Whiteember is with Spidereye! This helps so much!)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2019 20:39:54 GMT -5
*Moonshadow/ Gingerstep* Moonshadow lay there for many minutes. She finally got her breath back and flew up. She felt fear run through her. Was she dead?! What had happened to her?! “Moonshadow! Mooonshadow, are you okay?!” It was Gingerstep. Moonshadow turned to face the elder. He was quickly limping towards her. “Oh, thank StarClan your aren’t dead,” he muttered. “Gingerstep,” Moonshadow mumbled. He suddenly glared at her. “You let that Clan get in your head, didn’t you?! Well, look where that led ya! Half-dead and leaving me starving!” He grumbled. “Gingerstep, I’m sorry,” Moonshadow mewed like a kit. “I ain’t gonna take you sorries! I’m starving! The only was I’ll take the sorry is if you get me food!” He spat. “Gingerstep, I can’t.” Gingerstep looked calmer. He sighed. “Look, kid, I know you care ‘bout the Clan, but, I’m part of the Clan too. Which means, if you want to help the Clan, help me.” Moonshadow nodded. “I must get you back to camp first though,” Moonshadow mewed. “Ha! Nice trick! You’re just gonna stay at camp! Can’t trick me! I’ll take myself back,” Gingerstep laughed. Moonshadow was going to say something back, but decided to let him go. Gingerstep took himself back to camp and Moonshadow went to hunt. On her way, cats caught her eye. Were they rogues?! She his behind a bush watching them. As they neared, she realized they were just some CreekClan friends on patrol. “Spidereye!” Moonshadow called when she recognized her old friend. She was happy they were there and not rogues.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 26, 2019 10:37:50 GMT -5
《☆☆☆ANNOUNCEMENT☆☆☆ Okay everyone we are going to do a time skip to end the current day and bring forth the next morning. Spidereyes patrol made it to Skyhill, and Ripplepaw recieved her first vision from Starclan. Spidereye help her interpret that vision revealing who the next leader of Creekclan was to be. It is now sunrise and Spidereyes patrol is about to return. This is very big, so no clan member has probably left camp in anticipation of their return. If they have it would have been much earlier than sunrise and they would be returning to camp now not wanting to miss the new clan leaders announcement. Also a mated pair of foxes moved into the territory durning the night and have set up residence in Moss Hollow. The female is pregnant and they have begun to dig a den. So far they have yet to be discovered, due to the chaos of being leaderless and mentors not been battle training their apprentices. I am typing up my characters posts now. I do expect some sort of response from everyone within 48 hours. If you do not wish to continue this RP let me know and I will remove your characters, no hard feelings . After the 48hr period if some sort of response has yet to be made, or you have failed to message me then I will remove your characters. I just want to make sure this RP remains active and to do so we must have active members. calliope jayfeather -bluestorm- Hawkeyes258 E U R Y D I C E Taiyou Whimsicallight 》
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 26, 2019 11:57:41 GMT -5
•○Spidereye○• (Open to anyone) Though exhausted, with ears low and tail drooping, Spidereye pressed on. Determination coursed through his veins. Starclan had spoke, not to him, but to his apprentice. The young Ripplepaw had received a clear vision from their ancestors after he preformed her welcoming ceremony as a clan medicine cat. He himself had received a vision as well, yet he remained silent. Spidereyes vision had contained a warning, for what the warning was about was unclear, but the long legged black tom had an eery feeling that clan blood would be spilt yet again. With the warm glow of the rising sun begining to peek over the rocky outcrop of the terrain around them the experienced medicine cat could see the camp just uphead. His tail raised in anticipation, and for the time being the onimous omen was pushed to the back of his mind. •●Stonefall●• E U R Y D I C E (Adderpaw) Having gone hunting before the sun was up the dark grey tom padded to the freshkill pile dropping off two mice. Atleast now the pile was no longer empty. Reserving his hunger for later, the marbled tom made his way to the apprentices den. The sun was now rising and it wouldn't be long before Spidereye and his patrol were to return. He wished for his apprentice to be up and ready for afterwards he wished to work on the young toms battle tactics and maybe pair up with another mentor and apprentice. "Adderpaw, its time to wake up", he called out as he sat down next to dens entrance and awaited his apprentices appearance. •¤Darksage¤• Whimsicallight (Berrydawn) Curled up in the warriors den Darksage was pressed up against Berrydawns thick and fluffy pelt. Her sweet scent was thick in his nose, as a soft snore escaped his muzzle. He had unconsciously rolled over into her nest as he slept and was now proabably squishing her a bit with his larger form. •♡Hazelpaw♡• Hazelpaw had been lingering within her nest awake and not wanting to leave it. Her eyes opened a little bit wider when she heard Stonefalls deep voice call for Adderpaw to join him. When Adderpaw had yet to move after the call Hazelpaw stretched out a delicate paw and batted the young tom softly. "Hey Adderpaw, wake up. Stonefall wants you", she meowed trying to keep him from getting in trouble. •◇Silverscale◇• (Open to anyone) The young silver dapple lay awkwardly in the small patch of sunlight just outside the medicine cats den. Her wounds were healing but were still quite raw. The warm sun however was soothing to her sore and aching body. When her well trained ears picked up movement in camp Silverscales closed eyes opened up and she watched as Stonefall deposited two mice onto the empty freshkill pile. Instantly her mouth began to salivate and she became acutely aware of her hunger. Longingly she cast her gaze upon the lifeless bodies nose working hard to catch their warm scents wafting in her direction.
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Post by calliope on Dec 26, 2019 19:11:14 GMT -5
Whiteember
The white molly had just arrived back from the patrol with Spidereye and his apprentice. Her stomach seemingly spun itself into a knot as the smell of the fresh-kill pile wafted into her pink nose. She bowed her head in respect to the medicine cat before padding over to the pile, selecting a brown mouse and finding a spot where she could devour it. She hadn't really giving much thought as to what the young apprentice had seen with thier meeting with StarClan. "Hopefully they have some idea as to who will be leading the clan," she smuttered to herself, taking a small bite out the mouse.
Stagwatcher The Tom had just returned from a hunting patrol with two small fish filling his cheeks when he noticed the Medicine Cat and his apprentice had arrived back with Whiteember. He walked over to the pile and dropped off his prey, sitting down near the Medicine Cat's den, hoping to hear some mutterings of what StarClan had in store for the Clan. His ears twitched expectantly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2019 22:03:38 GMT -5
*Moonshadow* Moonshadow trotted back into camp with the large rat firmly in her jaws. She was back to being herself again. She hunted good, slept well, and was hyper again. She had just fed Gingerstep a bunny which he shared with her showing the he had forgiven her, and she was now bringing the large rat to the prey pile. When she reached the pile, she was happy to see that there was food in it. Someone must have been lucky like me, she thought to herself. She felt as if the camp was running smoothly again. Like their leader and deputy hadn't died, and CreekClan was happy. She knew that wasn't the case, but she was happy to say she felt that way. There were still many problems, for example Silverscale, but things were running smoothly for the most part. She couldn't truly say it though. How could she when the great Creekstar was dead along with his amazing deputy Twigpelt?
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 26, 2019 22:50:17 GMT -5
Littlepaw could feel the tension and excitement running through her body. She eagerly waited for the announcement of the next leader. She digs her claws into the ground and rakes her claws against the dirt. Let get on with this all ready! Littlepaw glanced over at Ripplepaw wondering when they would say something.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2019 20:52:09 GMT -5
*Gingerstep/ Moonshadow(Star)* Darkness flooded the forest. It was night. Nothing seemed to matter because Gingerstep was out in the world again. Not in his den, or limping towards the food pile, but in the forest. In the real forest. Leaves shuffled under his paws, trees guarded around him, the navy sky shielding the sunlight, prey nearby, but most of all, the warm scent of prey, trees, herbs, all put together, to make the amazing scent. Then, something sprinted by. Not prey, but a cat. A gray cat. Moonshadow! “Moonshadow! Come here! I feel so young!” Moonshadow didn’t come back. When she finally did, CreekClan stood behind her. “Call me Moonstar,” she hissed. Cats in the Clan started up hissing like her. “No!” Gingerstep screeched. What was happening?! Gingerstep’s eyes burst open. “Oh, thank StarClan you’re okay!” Moonshadow purred. Or Moonstar. Gingerstep scooted away from here. “Stay back,” he spat. Moonshadow/star looked confused. “Why?” Her voice was calm, just what she wanted him to think about her. “You were obviously having a bad nightmare. Should I take you to to Spidereye? You look sick. “I’m fine,” Gingerstep mumbled. Maybe Moon wasn’t the leader. Yet. Who knows, maybe it was a sign from StarClan that she was going to become the evil leader of Evil CreekClan. Gingerstep huffed and turned away from Moonshadow. Maybe she would just join a patrol......
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 28, 2019 0:47:07 GMT -5
Nettletooth / Stagwatcher calliope Nettletooth unfurled herself in her nest and sprung out of the warrior's den. The young warrior noticed with excitement the return of cats from Spidereye's patrol. Brimming with energy, she looked around camp to chat with a friend about it. Being so young, she scanned for her former denmates, but realised most were still in the apprentice's den. Nearly, the grey tabby bounded over to Littlepaw, but thought she should continue making an effort to be around other warriors now that she was one herself, especially during important times such as this morning. Her curiosity won her over, and she bounded toward the first warrior she spotted returning to camp. "Stagwatcher!" she called, "What happened on the patrol?" Her pawsteps lost their bounce when she noticed he had deposited prey on the fresh-kill pile, and had only been hunting. "Oh, nevermind..." Plopping down beside him nevertheless, the tabby purred chattily, "What do you think StarClan has told them?"
Mosswhisker / Open Mosswhisker made her way, not without significant effort, to the fresh-kill pile from the nursery. Her discomfort that night had been so great that she had been wide awake before dawn broke. The impatient queen refused to wait to be brought prey so long as she could still hobble. As soon as she noticed Stonefall, Moonshadow, and Stagwatcher deposit prey, she intended on fetching a meal herself. And besides, she knew from experience when she had first Nettletooth then Ripplepaw, during times of great excitement, it was unlikely her distemperate self would be remembered by her clanmates to an extent that she felt appropriate. Choosing one of Stonefall's mice, Mosswhisker glanced to him waiting outside the apprentice's den. His dedication to hard work and discipline made her love her mate immensely, it was something they shared. The difference of course, was that he could act upon it, and, until their newest litter were apprentices, she would need to wait. Unwilling to return to the nursery, Mosswhisker positioned her heavy self right where she stood beside the pile and began to eat.
Paleriver / Open Paleriver's heavily furred paws thundered behind Spidereye as their patrol edged on the camp's entrance. He was satisfied that he could accompany the medicine cat and his apprentice on this important journey. Although Paleriver did not always depend on StarClan, he did desperately lean on the warrior code, and without a leader or deputy, there was little else he could turn to. Since the attack, Paleriver used all of his seniority and conviction to see himself through life without the reliable structure of the clan hierarchy. The stoic old warrior nearly purred with a tinge of amusement as he thought of how all his surety in the code now rested upon a message received by Spidereye and his sister's own young kit, Ripplepaw. The tom did not change much in his ways, but perhaps this experience had taught him to be more adaptable in the slightest. Entering camp, the white furred warrior looked upon his rising clanmates, eager to share with them in the anticipation they all felt.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 28, 2019 19:38:09 GMT -5
•○Spidereye○• EVERYONE Entering camp Spidereye was a bit surprised to see the amount of cats eagerly awaiting news from Starclan. However the more the thought about it the more his surprise faded. Waving his tail kindly in greetings to his clanmates he made his way towards his den and leapt ontop settling himself down on the still cool flat rock to catch his breath. "Creekclan, please gather before me. I, Spidereye, medicine cat of Creekclan call a clan meeting." His formal words rung forth as his fuzzy pelt were buffeted by the early morning breeze. •●Stonefall●• Stealthfire (Mossflower) Stonefall released a growl of frustration when his apprentice failed to answer he call. He was about to hiss for the young tom when the sight of his glowing mate caught the corner of his eyes. Turning to catch a full view of her he watched as she was quick to grab something to eat and begin to pick away at it. The stone grey toms eyes softened with love and intensified with admiration for her. His best friends carried yet more of of his offspring, their legacy, making Creekclan strong in this dire time. Giving up on Adderpaw Stonefall turned and trotted over to her stopping just behind her. "Why do you insist to get your own food. I am more than happy to bring it to you yanno?" His deep meow was gentle as his large paw softly touched at her flank to get her attention. •◇Silverscale◇• Stealthfire calliope jayfeather (Stagwatcher/Nettletooth/Moonshadow) Still remaining in place it took Silverscale a while to gather up the courage to move. Her raw wounds had begun to throb more than usual and she could only think it was due to the absence of the clan medicine cats. Seeing cats begin to file into camp, first from hunting and then from the patrol to Skyhill, Silverscale couldn't help but stagger to a standing position. Once she started moving, the wounded warrior gain momentum and limped harshly over to her fellow warriors. "Mind if I grab one of these?", she questioned motioning to a fish unable to squeeze past Stagwatcher and Nettletooth to get it. The usually social she-cat was anxious to be apart of the group again, hating the solitude and isolation her wounds had brought her. The tip of her silver and black tail flicked excitedly, both ready to eat and ready to hear news from the patrol.
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Post by calliope on Dec 28, 2019 20:09:02 GMT -5
Stagwatcher The brown tom blinked his eyes in response but quickly moved so his fellow warrior could squeeze by. "Oops, I'm sorry!" He spoke. "That fish is fresh. I just caught it this morning." He gestured with his head and smiled. "Are you feeling any better, Silverscale? And how's everything going with you, Nettletooth?" The tom made sure to include the new warrior, remembering when he was himself a newbie. Stagwatcher gave a soft smile. His nerves, however, were starting to creep through, ecstatic to see the Medicine Cat's return. Falconwing Stealthfire
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2019 21:11:45 GMT -5
*Moonshadow* Falconwing ”Hi, Silverscale!” Moonshadow greeted her friend. She pushed the fish towards her and went back to thinking about Gingerstep’s weird actions. He had acted like she was, was, was evil. She didn’t know why, but the medicine cat of the Clan was back. At least she could later take him to Spidereye. She started to wonder if Spidereye could cure craziness. Moonshadow shrugged the thought away and grabbed her rat from earlier. She had had some bunny, but barely a bite since Gingerstep had gobbled it down so quickly. She had thought of going on Spidereye’s patrol, but he had returned earlier than she expected, so it was eating time. Moonshadow settled down near Silverscale and asked, “May we eat together?”
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Post by Falconwing on Jan 1, 2020 13:12:50 GMT -5
•◇Silverscale◇• ( jayfeather calliope) The expression on her face softened when Stagwatcher moved aside and spoke up. "Thank you, fish is my favorite." Limping forwards she picked up the fish Moonshadow push her way. Flank twitching in pain, she then moved a couple paces away and settled down to eat. Still close enough for conversation but far enough away to not be in anyones way. "Recovery is slow, everything still feels pretty raw. Spidereye said that maybe in a week I might be healed up enough to start being active again." Taking a bite here big blue eyes watched as Moonshadow settled next to her. "I'd love the company", a raspy purr escaped Silverscale throat as she spoke happy to have her friend join her. Just then she had heard Spidereyes call from a couple foxlengths away. "I hope a leader has been chosen, or else I fear Creekclan will fall apart", she murmered to her nearby friends.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2020 13:58:27 GMT -5
*Moonshadow* Falconwing Moonshadow nodded at her friend’s comment. She, for one, hoped that she had some position up there, but from her fails lately, she decided not. She had only caught a few things! At least she had finally caught something though. She could still be stuck with not catching anything at all! “I know it must be hard for you with your, well, injury, but I know that you can recover from it,”Moonshadow mewed. She looked where Spidereye stood tall. She smiled at him. She had always looked up to him, for he was the reason CreekClan was still surviving. She had never wished to take the path of a medicine cat, but much did look up to them, for they had given up love and the excitement of being a warrior to care for their Clan. Then, excitement burst through Moonshadow. Gingerstep had attended the meeting! The grumpy old elder usually didn’t have a care for the meeting, and sometimes the Clan, but he was finally getting involved! He sat under Spidereye with a few of the senior warriors and apprentices, watching Spidereye make his speech. Gingerstep looked proud to be at the meeting with all the excited apprentices hovereing around him and warriors around his age friending him. For once, Gingerstep looked as a full member of CreekClan.
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 2, 2020 19:19:07 GMT -5
Mosswhisker / Stonefall Falconwing
Mosswhisker's green eyes were broken from her mouse meal at the approaching voice of Stonefall. She laid her gaze upon him, unintentionally scowling at his offer, swallowing a mouthful of prey. "You and everyone else can bring me food whenever you like. But when no one does, I'll be getting it myself," she quipped. She chewed down another bite of mouse, the food seeming to almost immediately soothe her morning prickliness. Her black tinged brown pelt settled from its frizzy, irritated stance, and her mouth curved ever so slightly in a smile. "You know well that it's one of the very few things I can still do on my own," she purred, nuzzling her head against his. Spidereye's call caused Mosswhisker's face to harden with a serious expression. She looked to Stonefall, since both of them were senior warriors, there was rarely anything that worried the queen that she or her mate had not seen before. Leaning against the larger tom, she pricked her ears and listened carefully.
Nettletooth / Stagwatcher calliope
The jumpy grey tabby bounced out of the way for Silverscale when the injured cat passed beside her to reach the fresh-kill. She smiled at Stagwatcher, relieved at his friendliness toward her. "Everything's going just like always!" she replied cheerily to the tom's kind conversation. Looking from face to face of the cats around her however, including Stagwatcher, she felt aware of her unfitting tone. They all waited upon the fateful news of Spidereye, while she sprung about with little response to it all. With such difficult times facing the clan, the new warrior found herself stuck between the unawareness of an apprentice and the serious, well-informed world of her fellow warriors. When Spidereye called for a meeting, Nettletooth stopped herself from questioning Stagwatcher on his predictions, and settled upon flicking her gaze between the medicine cat and reading the reactions of her denmates.
Paleriver / Whiteember calliope
After he passed the fresh-kill pile, the fluffy white warrior saw Whiteember, who had been on patrol with him, and followed where she took her prey. "I can't imagine how you could be hungry," he meowed to her good-naturedly. Whatever the medicine cat's decision, he wished to sit beside a cat who had been on the same journey as him to Sky Hill. The older tom wondered if he had missed any hints from their patrol that Whiteember might have picked up on. He understood that their long travels could make a cat hungry, but right now Paleriver's anticipation was far too great for him to feel anything physical. "Although," he told her, more from his own thoughts than anything, "After all this stress is settled, I think I'll sleep for a moon. I've never been more eager for a meeting in all my time." At this point, the dutiful tom cared little about who was appointed to the new positions. So long as the cat was fully clanborn, Palerivier trusted them.
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Post by calliope on Jan 2, 2020 22:59:20 GMT -5
(Will post responses tonight when I get off! Work is hectic!)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2020 22:50:02 GMT -5
Gonna get RP’s up tomorrow!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2020 12:31:09 GMT -5
*Gingerstep/ Apprentices* “Shh,” he hushed one of the apprentices. “I’ll tell you a story later,” he said. With him being the only elder in the Clan, he was definitely one to go to for stories. He looked over at Moonshadow who was easily chatting with her friend while eating, but had her ears pricked forwards, obviously still listening to Spidereye’s meeting.
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Post by Falconwing on Jan 4, 2020 22:43:33 GMT -5
•◇Silverscale◇• "Thank you Moomshadow, I hope to recover sooner than expected. I can't wait to get back to my normal duties as a warrior." Taking another bite of her fish she silver and black dappled wareioe slightly shifted into a less painful position. After a moment she heard Spidereye begin to talk and she turned her head to give him her undivided attention.
•○Spidereye○• Seeing the clan turn their attention to him Spidereye took a deep breath. His heart was heavy, having to move on to another leader was hard. Though part of it was just simply the pain of loosing a friend the other part was change. The fuzzy tom was not a fan of change and with a new pair of clan leaders, change was bound to occur in more ways then one. Blinking the heartache away Spidereye released his breath and allowed his voice to rise for all to hear. "As you all know we went to Skyhill to hear from Starclan and you will be happy to hear that they were not silent, nor have they turned their backs on us. They have accepted young Ripplepaw as a medicine cat in training and gave her a vision. A vision of a danger like fire surrounding the camp however a feirce white glow came from the camps barrier. Upon further inspection the white glow came from embers burning so hot that the danger dare not pass it. I ,Spidereye, medicine cat of Creekclan determine that it is Whiteember whom Starclan believes is best to protect the clan from whatever danger we may face. Though young she is strong and compassionate, and I would be honored to serve such a leader." His yellow eyes peirced into the young warrior as he announced her name.
•●Stonefall●• "I know my dear, you are doing a wonderful job in taking care of yourself, as well as our unborn kits." A softness escaped the large grey tom when she pressed into him and he returned the affection by lovingly lapping at her neck fur. Sadly that soft gesture was short lived when Spidereye spoke up and addressed the clan. Hopefully Starclan had spoke clearly to the old tom and the leader that was chosen was a wise and popular choice. Not moments later it was Whiteembers name who was called out as Creekclans next leader and the senior warrior felt a weight lift off his back my the morning mist lifts from the forest as the sun rises. He was quick to look to Mosswhisker to see what her thoughts were on their newly chosen leader. "Ambitious, and tactful, with our guidance she could make a great leader" he meowed encouragingly into her ear.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 5, 2020 3:56:42 GMT -5
Littlepaw's eyes widen in surprise and turned to look at her mentor. Her mentor was going to be the next leader! She felt a sudden burst of pride and excitement. Littlepaw knew for a fact that Whiteember would make a great leader!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2020 10:34:32 GMT -5
*Moonshadow* Moonshadow cheered for the new leader, knowing she would make a much better life one then her. She still did feel a grain of disappointment in her stomach, but she did still have a chance for deputy.
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Post by calliope on Jan 5, 2020 12:44:15 GMT -5
Whiteember The white molly looked up with wide amber eyes, a bit of the mouse she was devouring whilst Spidereye was speaking fell out of her mouth. Whiteember quickly composed herself and stood with a proud yet solemn face. Whiteember approached the dark feline and dipped her head in respect towards the Medicine Cat. "Thank you, Spidereye," she spoke before casting an amber gaze upwards. "And thank you, StarClan." Her fur stiffened as adrenaline rushed through her veins. Am I really qualified for this? I might be one of the youngest warriors to ever become clan leader.. Am I ready to deal with whatever may come? Thoughts rampaged throughout her mind as though a storm had taken over. She took a deep breath, reminding herself to breathe. "I will proudly take my role as leader and plan to lead this clan with the strength and dignity of every leader before us. I want this this clan to rise through the embers and begin anew. To grow stronger. Wiser. I will do whatever I must to succeed that dream. For all of us. Whatever comes our way, this clan will survive."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2020 14:39:43 GMT -5
*placement for me to reply. Man these pass few days. Excited to start rping again!!* Yay!!!
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