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Post by Jade on Feb 10, 2019 12:51:20 GMT -5
Fawnpaw only half-managed to stifle her yelp of surprise when she glanced back triumphantly—only to find Bumblepaw hard on her tail. How in Starclan's name— She leaned into her sprint, her paws thrumming thrillingly against the soft grass, but didn't manage to pull ahead. "Don't think you can win just because we started at the same time this time around," she teased, the breeze snatching her words as it whistled past her ears. "It'll just be that much more exciting when I leave you in the dust."
(You can go ahead and have Bumblepaw win if you want! Fawnpaw deserves to be knocked down a peg or two—even if she'll definitely never admit that she lost xD)
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 10, 2019 14:50:28 GMT -5
Whisppaw was seated at the edge of the small marshy pond outside of camp. Her paws were playing with a small minnow she had found in the thin pool of water. The little thing darted around. Splashing drops of water around her fur. The little silver fleck was to small to make a good meal for any cat. So using her paws she would flick the fish out of the little pool that with the cold would probably freeze over. Its small body disappearing into the bigger pond. She flicked the water from her paw before turning back to head to camp. Her right eye seemed to be oozing a bit from the cold but she didn't seem too bothered by it. She padded through the grasses that hidcamp before moving through the camp over to the medicine cats den. She knew her mentor wasn't there but she decided to maybe practice. Looking at the herbs and trying to remember their names.
Larkfur was crouched in the grasses at the edge of a stream. His pelt helping him blend into the winter tan grasses. In his sights was a little vole foraging close to one of the many streams in the territory. It was thin but had seemed to have done well in the months of leafbare. He was alert for everything, his jaws were parted. The wind carrying its scent to him. With light pawfalls the Tom stalked forward keeping quiet. With one last step he crouched and pounced from the grass into the vole. Pinning it down and giving it a bite to the neck to quickly silence it. He set the kill down and quickly burried it so no other predictors would steal it. Before he pricked his ears and opened his jaws. Searching out a sound or a whiff of prey to follow.
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Post by 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 on Feb 10, 2019 20:31:30 GMT -5
(Hollyfrost, welcome to the clan! I have a warrior and an elder open if you want to rp.) Bumblepaw didn't waste breath responding to his sister, instead putting his full attention to running. He noticed a hole in the ground in front of his sister, but did nothing this time around and instead put on an extra bit of speed in an attempt to draw up next to her. He succeeded, and slowed down a tad to match her pace. He half hoped that she wouldn't notice the hole, but decided to leave it to fate to decide whether she would or not. His mind wandered to what Bramblepath thought of the race, but pushed the thought aside as quickly as it came. No way the medicine cat would care about a stupid apprentices race. Contrary to Bumblepaw's thought, the medicine cat was a little bit jealous that the apprentices could be so care-free. Of course, he wasn't about to say anything, and he certainly wasn't going to pick up his pace. They wouldn't be able to find the herbs without him anyways, so there was no need to hurry.
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 10, 2019 20:43:04 GMT -5
Yeah sure whatever you like whisppaw and Larkfur are both open. Thanks for the welcome I'm excited.)
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Post by Jade on Feb 11, 2019 7:16:17 GMT -5
(Hello!)
Fawnpaw's ears twitched toward Bumblepaw's approaching figure as she heard—and felt—him creep closer until they were side by side. Though she tried her best to keep her gaze pinned on the path before her, she could only hold off for so long; she let her eyes flit sideways just in time to completely fail to register a hole in the ground two paces ahead. Half a moment later, she let out a yelp of surprise as her forepaw snagged on the obstacle, sending her crashing to the ground. "No fair!" She yowled playfully, not yet noticing the pain radiating through her forepaw. "The ground sabataged me!"
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 9:26:59 GMT -5
Hi!! I’m fishybear, call me fishy, bear. Some people who know me from when I registered call me stormstrike, strike, storm. Whatever you wanna call me lol.))
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 9:28:40 GMT -5
Hey stormstrike, good morning.)
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 14:36:03 GMT -5
Anyone up to role play?)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 17:00:11 GMT -5
Sure! Hey guys!)
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 17:15:39 GMT -5
Whisppaw was seated at the edge of the small marshy pond outside of camp. Her paws were playing with a small minnow she had found in the thin pool of water. The little thing darted around. Splashing drops of water around her fur. The little silver fleck was to small to make a good meal for any cat. So using her paws she would flick the fish out of the little pool that with the cold would probably freeze over. Its small body disappearing into the bigger pond. She flicked the water from her paw before turning back to head to camp. Her right eye seemed to be oozing a bit from the cold but she didn't seem too bothered by it. She padded through the grasses that hidcamp before moving through the camp over to the medicine cats den. She knew her mentor wasn't there but she decided to maybe practice. Looking at the herbs and trying to remember their names. Larkfur was crouched in the grasses at the edge of a stream. His pelt helping him blend into the winter tan grasses. In his sights was a little vole foraging close to one of the many streams in the territory. It was thin but had seemed to have done well in the months of leafbare. He was alert for everything, his jaws were parted. The wind carrying its scent to him. With light pawfalls the Tom stalked forward keeping quiet. With one last step he crouched and pounced from the grass into the vole. Pinning it down and giving it a bite to the neck to quickly silence it. He set the kill down and quickly burried it so no other predictors would steal it. Before he pricked his ears and opened his jaws. Searching out a sound or a whiff of prey to follow. @stormestrike Chose who you like)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 17:20:24 GMT -5
Birdjump, only just becoming a warrior padded up to her former denmate.” Hey whisppaw!” She called happily.
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 17:26:59 GMT -5
Birdjump, only just becoming a warrior padded up to her former denmate.” Hey whisppaw!” She called happily. The apprentice looked up from the herbs she had been looking over. Hearing a voice call her name though being unable to tell who's it was though the scent was that of her newly made warrior friend Birdjump. Turning around finding indeed her friend Birdjump padding over. She gave an amused flick of her whiskers and turned to greet her. " hello Birdjump how's the warrior life treating you." She spoke her long tail curling around her paws.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 17:34:42 GMT -5
“ it’s awesome, but I feel bored, nothing much to do except lay around. And the patrols are different now that I’m a warrior.” She said calmly and lasted down, pawing at the water.” Can’t wait I tell your a warrior so we can go explore.” She said with a smile.
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 17:41:33 GMT -5
“ it’s awesome, but I feel bored, nothing much to do except lay around. And the patrols are different now that I’m a warrior.” She said calmly and lasted down, pawing at the water.” Can’t wait I tell your a warrior so we can go explore.” She said with a smile. Whisppaw is med cat apprentice and shes not at the water anymore at the end of my first post she went to the medic in cats den.)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 18:01:23 GMT -5
Oof whoops!) Just say she followed her and said that she was made. A full med cat name.))
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 18:05:18 GMT -5
In sure there is more then laying around to do in sure." He said sitting in front of the den. She then began to clean her paw using it to clean her slightly oozing eye. " we can't explore now? I mean I know I'm just the medic in cats apprentice but I'm still able to go out like a regular apprentice can.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 18:15:20 GMT -5
“Well, sure, because I’m a warrior, yes! Let’s,go.” She said happily, her lithe frame jumping up excitedly. Starting to walk out to the entrance of camp she looked around. Jumping up around after she left through the weaved entrance.
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 11, 2019 18:34:06 GMT -5
Whisppaw gave an amused laugh as she watched her friend. The she cat was always so excited it lifted her spirits. She hopped up to her paws and followed after the warrior. " so where is it you want to go then. " she smirked walking on the left side of her so her right ear her not deaf ear could be on her side so she could hear better.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 11, 2019 18:59:35 GMT -5
“I don’t know, maybe the river. Go skid around.” She said happily and bounced around. Diving head first into a deep pile of snow, coming up fast with a big smile.” Whooo!” She said and shook the snow off her pelt.
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Post by 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 on Feb 11, 2019 21:34:54 GMT -5
(Fishy: Welcome to the clan Hollyfrost: guess I'll throw in Mistyfur by the stream with Larkfur.) Bumblepaw chuckled for a moment as he pulled ahead, but said nothing in the end. He watched was the boulder gradually grew bigger in front of him until he was right in front of it. He sprung up and tapped the edge of it so that he won the race, then turned to his sister out of breath. " I think I won," he managed to gasp out. Mistyfur watched from a distance as Larkfur killed the vole. She silently padded up behind him, planning on trying to startle him in a friendly fashion, keeping her eyes out for prey as she went. She didn't see any, and instead moved up behind him with hardly a noise.
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Post by Jade on Feb 12, 2019 7:28:48 GMT -5
“No...way!” Fawnpaw called, gritting her teeth against the sharp stinging in her left forepaw. She began to limp after Bumblepaw, surprised when the pain didn’t fade. Not that it—or anything else—could keep her hazel eyes from glittering with humor at the irony of her grand claims as she stumbled toward the boulder as quickly as she could in her state. “I just...got a little tangled up. Next time, prepare to be left in the dust for real!”
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Post by 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 on Feb 12, 2019 10:11:05 GMT -5
When Bumblepaw saw his sister limping toward him, he was suddenly very glad that they had gone out with the medicine cat, instead of a warrior. "Are you okay?" he asked as he padded over to her and flicked her shoulder with his tail.
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 12, 2019 10:16:29 GMT -5
Larkfur hadn't scented anything close be so quietly he moved. Pushing through the grasses quietly unaware anyone was following him. It wasn't until she was right behind him when he caught her scent. Larkfur swong his head back around to look at the she cat" very nice stalking skills I didnt hear a peep. "
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 12, 2019 13:37:07 GMT -5
Thanks! And hey guys!)
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Post by Jade on Feb 12, 2019 21:01:29 GMT -5
(Hi!)
"I- think so," Fawnpaw replied, shifting her weight to lift her injured paw a bit higher. She rolled her eyes in a weak attempt at her usual, boastful humor. "It's probably just banged up—nothing the future greatest warrior in the clan can't handle. Still—" she added as she twisted awkwardly to glance over her shoulder without upsetting the delicate balance of her three-legged stance—"maybe Bramblepath will get to show us some healing after all. Look—he's on his way."
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Post by 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 on Feb 12, 2019 21:18:24 GMT -5
(Fishy: I have an elder open if you want to rp.)
Mistyfur smiled a bit as Larkfur noticed her. "Apparently not that great, I was hoping to get a more dramatic reaction out of you. Ah well, no cat's perfect now, are we?" she meowed as she padded up next to Larkfur. "Doing a spot of hunting? Mind if I join you? I have more energy than I know what to do with right now, so I think hunting is the most reliable way to get it out."
Bramblepath's positive attitude toward apprentice races died in a blazing wildfire as soon as he saw Fawnpaw's three legged stance. Heaving a heavy sigh and reminding himself that apprentices also have a tendency of getting themselves hurt in stupid ways, he padded foward towards the pair. "Alright, what happened?" he asked as he closed in on the two.
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Post by hollyfrost on Feb 13, 2019 3:45:34 GMT -5
Larkfur gave a small amused smile at the she cat. "No you did great I just smelled you is all." He said softly listening to her. His ears flicked when he heard the soft scuttle of a mouse a few fox lengths away in its den . He bowed his head in acceptance. " sure I could always use the help. In this season there is rarely ever enough pray to go around."
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Post by Jade on Feb 13, 2019 7:14:39 GMT -5
Fawnpaw dipped her head bashfully and held back a nervous cough. Facing the consequences of her antics had never been her favorite part of the troublemaking process. “We—I mean, I—got into some trouble with that hole in the ground back there. It doesn’t feel like anything serious...but I think I might’ve twisted my paw a little bit.”
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Post by 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 on Feb 13, 2019 10:12:39 GMT -5
Mistyfur nodded, forcing her mind off of the events of last night and quietly dropped into a hunting crouch. She listened carefully for any sound of prey within the area, and after a few minutes heard something in a bush. She crept over as best she could and waited for the prey to get out where she could see it.
Bramblepath grunted and quickly looked over her injury. "Stay here, I'll be back in a minute," he said as he took off. He mentally ran through what he would need. Comfrey, I'm going to need comfrey. Cobwebs as well to hold the polituce on... And a little goldenrod wouldn't hurt. Just in case. He ducked into the forest and quickly located a patch of comfrey that he had found last green-leaf. He dug up the roots, and was quick in thanking Starclan that they were intact enough to use. He couldn't find any goldenrod, but managed to locate some cobwebs. Taking his finds back, he emerged from the forest and made a beeline for the apprentices.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 13, 2019 19:38:42 GMT -5
Sure! I have robinflower and lynxfall.))
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