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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 14, 2022 14:16:10 GMT -5
(Bop I'm here! VIXENCLAW hopefully we can bring the kits to Windclan real soon lol) (Definitely. They've been stuck out on the moor for months lmao) I can rp in a few hours, I’ll see if I can poke any other members) |
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Post by Icefire15 on Feb 14, 2022 18:05:32 GMT -5
Heyo)
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 14, 2022 18:09:52 GMT -5
(Bop I'm here! VIXENCLAW hopefully we can bring the kits to Windclan real soon lol) (Definitely. They've been stuck out on the moor for months lmao) Aight! I can start!) Clovekit squealed as she hung from Brownleaf’s jaws, feeling cold and hungry, eyes closed and ears closed to the world around her. She looked like her mother, a trace memory of the dark she-cat upon her. |
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Post by Icefire15 on Feb 14, 2022 18:34:02 GMT -5
Ashsong lay just outside the nursery, grooming her growing belly. It was obvious now that she was with kits, and she gave a light purr at the idea of caring for her own kits.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 14, 2022 19:10:25 GMT -5
Ashsong lay just outside the nursery, grooming her growing belly. It was obvious now that she was with kits, and she gave a light purr at the idea of caring for her own kits. Thorndash poked his head into the nursery, a blackbird hanging from his jaws. He siddled up to Ashsong, a bit awkard in the nursery, but nudging the bird towards his friend... and well, mother of his kits. "Here you go. I caught it just for you, so make sure you eat as much as you can. Little runts in there giving you any trouble?" He looked at her belly curiously. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Feb 16, 2022 13:46:18 GMT -5
(Oof sorry for the slow replies, I’ve been taking a few compact classes this semester and I’m currently going through finals.)
Brownleaf stumbled numbly across the moor, barely hearing the cries of the kits held in his jaws. The abruptness of the day still hadn’t registered in his mind.
The small, ginger-and-black patched she-kit let out a tiny whimper as she was jostled, uncomfortably pressed against her siblings as she was carried through the air. The wind blowing against her short fur was chilling, and her whimpers began to grow louder.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 16, 2022 13:54:31 GMT -5
Siltpath popped his head out of the tunnel, looking down back at his tunneling patrol behind him. “Oof! That block was hard to move! Sorry if I got dirt in anyone’s fur!”
(You can add cats to the patrol, they can spot Brownleaf :3 )
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Feb 18, 2022 14:07:38 GMT -5
Spottedclaw snorted at Siltpath’s comment, shaking his fur. “It’s a part of the job, can’t say I’m not used to it.” He replied, following the fellow tom out of the tunnel. His head raised as he caught a whiff of a familiar scent in the wind. “Huh, Brownleaf’s out here? I thought he didn’t have patrol today.”
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 18, 2022 17:48:05 GMT -5
Spottedclaw snorted at Siltpath’s comment, shaking his fur. “It’s a part of the job, can’t say I’m not used to it.” He replied, following the fellow tom out of the tunnel. His head raised as he caught a whiff of a familiar scent in the wind. “Huh, Brownleaf’s out here? I thought he didn’t have patrol today.” “That is strange.” Siltpath hummed curiously, before his ears fell flat as he recognized a second scent on the breeze, one of blood, and of… Siltpath shoved out of the tunnel, looking around the moor wildly, before he zeroed in on a shape in the distance. Brownleaf was there, and he seemed to be carrying… “Spottedclaw!” Siltpath exclaimed. “It’s Brownleaf, there! I- I think he has kits with him!” |
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Post by thistle on Feb 18, 2022 18:13:13 GMT -5
Palegaze shook the loose soil from his fur as he pulled himself from the tunnel beside the other two toms. His large ears stood upright as the wails of the kittens reached them on the wind.
"He definitely does," he meowed, his pinkish eyes narrowed against the cold gale. "They can't be older than a day, either."
((I hope it's okay if I join in, poor Palegaze hasn't really done much!))
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 18, 2022 22:26:22 GMT -5
Palegaze shook the loose soil from his fur as he pulled himself from the tunnel beside the other two toms. His large ears stood upright as the wails of the kittens reached them on the wind. "He definitely does," he meowed, his pinkish eyes narrowed against the cold gale. "They can't be older than a day, either." ((I hope it's okay if I join in, poor Palegaze hasn't really done much!)) Siltpath’s ears fell, something almost sad and sour and guilty filling him. “It…it’s her scent. Blood. Meadowbrook’s. It has to be. You…you don’t think she…” He trailed off, before the young Warrior gave his clanmates a pleading look. “What are we gonna do? Brownleaf is one of us, we’re his friends. What if Swiftstar punishes him for this?” He fretted, before he turned and began to gallop towards his clanmate. “We have to help him, at least!” |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Feb 19, 2022 10:51:17 GMT -5
"Kits?!" Spottedclaw exclaimed, following Palegaze's and Siltpath's gaze. "Meadowbrooks's-- what?!" He paused a second as Siltpath started to run towards Brownleaf and quickly decided to follow him.
Brownleaf tried to lift his head higher, eyes narrowing as he spotted his approaching clanmates in the distant. Sudden fear gripped his heart, would they even allow the kits to reach camp? Or would they turn them way, banish them like their mother. Ears flattened, he lowered the kits to the ground and took a protective stance over them.
The patched she-kit let out a high pitched mew as she was placed on the grass. She blindly shoved herself against her sisters, longing for her mother's warmth.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 19, 2022 12:47:11 GMT -5
"Kits?!" Spottedclaw exclaimed, following Palegaze's and Siltpath's gaze. "Meadowbrooks's-- what?!" He paused a second as Siltpath started to run towards Brownleaf and quickly decided to follow him. Brownleaf tried to lift his head higher, eyes narrowing as he spotted his approaching clanmates in the distant. Sudden fear gripped his heart, would they even allow the kits to reach camp? Or would they turn them way, banish them like their mother. Ears flattened, he lowered the kits to the ground and took a protective stance over them. The patched she-kit let out a high pitched mew as she was placed on the grass. She blindly shoved herself against her sisters, longing for her mother's warmth. “Are you insane?!” Siltpath exclaimed, his voice high but hushed. He looked around nervously before his pitied gaze fell on the kits. “Oh, they’re so tiny…Brownleaf, are they hers?…” He trailed off, before he noticed Brownleaf’s high level of fear. “Oh, no no! We won’t hurt them, or anything. Honest! You know me. I’d never let anything bad happen to kits.” Siltpath promised, glancing back quickly at Palegaze and Spottedclaw with a desperate look. |
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Post by thistle on Feb 24, 2022 13:03:50 GMT -5
"Kits?!" Spottedclaw exclaimed, following Palegaze's and Siltpath's gaze. "Meadowbrooks's-- what?!" He paused a second as Siltpath started to run towards Brownleaf and quickly decided to follow him. Brownleaf tried to lift his head higher, eyes narrowing as he spotted his approaching clanmates in the distant. Sudden fear gripped his heart, would they even allow the kits to reach camp? Or would they turn them way, banish them like their mother. Ears flattened, he lowered the kits to the ground and took a protective stance over them. The patched she-kit let out a high pitched mew as she was placed on the grass. She blindly shoved herself against her sisters, longing for her mother's warmth. “Are you insane?!” Siltpath exclaimed, his voice high but hushed. He looked around nervously before his pitied gaze fell on the kits. “Oh, they’re so tiny…Brownleaf, are they hers?…” He trailed off, before he noticed Brownleaf’s high level of fear. “Oh, no no! We won’t hurt them, or anything. Honest! You know me. I’d never let anything bad happen to kits.” Siltpath promised, glancing back quickly at Palegaze and Spottedclaw with a desperate look. Palegaze nodded, dipping his head to catch Brownleaf's eyes. "We're warriors and we follow the code; we won't harm kits, regardless of origin." He straightened his posture, looking about the moor. "But, Brownleaf...we need to know the truth. Please." |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Feb 24, 2022 17:49:55 GMT -5
(agh I'm sorry for replying so slow. hopefully once these next two weeks are over I'll be less busy)
Brownleaf swallowed, watching the three warriors with wary eyes. Though fear for the kits still clawed his heart, he was glad that it was tunnelers that first found them.
"...They're mine." He responded finally. "Meadowbrook... she didn't survive." Pain sparked through chest as he spoke her name, but he didn't let it show in his eyes. Even though it was against the code and Siltpath and Palegaze insisted they wouldn't, he knew that many cats would still happily turn the kits away at the mere remainder of who their mother was.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 24, 2022 18:34:34 GMT -5
Siltpath’s eyes widened with shock as he cast a glance at Palegaze and Spottedclaw. The young tunneler looked at Brownleaf with a mournful look, before he glanced at the kits. A burst of something protective and nurturing in him took over, and he swallowed down both the relief and fear knowing now that Meadowbrook was truly dead. All that remained now, were her kits. No matter how he felt about his former friend and nightly mentor, Brownleaf and the kits were more important.
“It… It’ll all be okay. Meadowbrook had to be expecting when she left, and it must have been too early for us to tell at her banishment. I… surely Swiftstar will be fair, we can’t just leave kits here to fend for themselves. They’re Windclan!” Siltpath tried to assure, optimistic as usual, though his ears fell quickly. “It’s gotta be okay.”
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Post by thistle on Feb 24, 2022 20:43:59 GMT -5
Palegaze's eyes narrowed and his ears fell as Brownleaf revealed the truth about Meadowbrook. It seems she finally paid for her crimes. Looking down, he looked at the kits again. They were tiny, blind, and deaf; completely defenseless on the moor.
"Obviously, we can't say what Swiftstar will do..." he steeled himself. Tensions still ran high between the moor-runners and tunnelers, and there was a lot of bad blood related to Meadowbrook (and with reason). And yet...
"These kits will never meet their mother." It was harsh, but it was true. "Who are we to deny them meeting their Clan, at least? I'll vouch for them, Brownleaf."
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Post by Icefire15 on Feb 24, 2022 21:19:10 GMT -5
Ashsong lay just outside the nursery, grooming her growing belly. It was obvious now that she was with kits, and she gave a light purr at the idea of caring for her own kits. Thorndash poked his head into the nursery, a blackbird hanging from his jaws. He siddled up to Ashsong, a bit awkard in the nursery, but nudging the bird towards his friend... and well, mother of his kits. "Here you go. I caught it just for you, so make sure you eat as much as you can. Little runts in there giving you any trouble?" He looked at her belly curiously. Ashsong looked up as Thorndash approached and gave him a smile, “Thank you, Thorndash.” She mewed, looking at the bird, “They’ve been moving around a lot lately, so it’s a bit uncomfortable sometimes.” She added, taking a bite of the bird. |
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 24, 2022 21:40:19 GMT -5
Thorndash poked his head into the nursery, a blackbird hanging from his jaws. He siddled up to Ashsong, a bit awkard in the nursery, but nudging the bird towards his friend... and well, mother of his kits. "Here you go. I caught it just for you, so make sure you eat as much as you can. Little runts in there giving you any trouble?" He looked at her belly curiously. Ashsong looked up as Thorndash approached and gave him a smile, “Thank you, Thorndash.” She mewed, looking at the bird, “They’ve been moving around a lot lately, so it’s a bit uncomfortable sometimes.” She added, taking a bite of the bird. “I’d imagine. Carrying kits around like that’s gotta take up alot of energy.” Thorndash nodded, though a flicker of apology filled his eyes. “Which… er, well, that’s my fault. I promise I’ll be super watchful of them so you can get breaks once they’re born.” He offered, inwardly feeling that tingle of nerves and excitement of becoming a father. |
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Post by Icefire15 on Feb 24, 2022 21:56:50 GMT -5
Ashsong glanced up at him, “It’s not completely your fault, you know.” She said flicking her ear, “We both made the decision. Besides, I’m not upset about having kits. I have thought of having some at one point.” She added.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 25, 2022 8:47:26 GMT -5
Ashsong glanced up at him, “It’s not completely your fault, you know.” She said flicking her ear, “We both made the decision. Besides, I’m not upset about having kits. I have thought of having some at one point.” She added. “Yeah, well.” Thorndash mewed sheepishly. “I’m not the one that has to carry them for moons.” He blinked with light surprise. “You thought about it? Huh. I admittedly never thought you would be the Queen type. Color me wrong.” He teased, before he smiled lightly at her. “I’m glad we’ll be in this together then. There’s nobody else I trust more.” |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Feb 27, 2022 0:50:04 GMT -5
Spottedclaw's eyes widened at Brownleaf's words, glancing at the kits. It was almost impossible to believe that Meadowbrook, the strongest and most ruthless warrior he knew, was killed by these three defenseless tufts of fur. "I'll vouch for them too, of course." He spoke finally. "Regardless of what Swiftstar commands, the code is the code. If he turns them away, I'll have quite a few choice words to say to him."
Brownleaf's guard started to lower as his clanmates spoke, feeling hopeful at their words.
"She was expecting before she left, I didn't know. I promise I never searched for her afterword, she came to me and told me." He reassured Siltpath. "I would have never spoken with her otherwise." Although he was starting to believe that the kits wouldn't be banished, but he wasn't sure if Swiftstar would look kindly on him for meeting with an exiled murderer. He couldn't let himself be banished and separated from his kits.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 27, 2022 7:38:35 GMT -5
Spottedclaw's eyes widened at Brownleaf's words, glancing at the kits. It was almost impossible to believe that Meadowbrook, the strongest and most ruthless warrior he knew, was killed by these three defenseless tufts of fur. "I'll vouch for them too, of course." He spoke finally. "Regardless of what Swiftstar commands, the code is the code. If he turns them away, I'll have quite a few choice words to say to him." Brownleaf's guard started to lower as his clanmates spoke, feeling hopeful at their words. "She was expecting before she left, I didn't know. I promise I never searched for her afterword, she came to me and told me." He reassured Siltpath. "I would have never spoken with her otherwise." Although he was starting to believe that the kits wouldn't be banished, but he wasn't sure if Swiftstar would look kindly on him for meeting with an exiled murderer. He couldn't let himself be banished and separated from his kits. Siltpath’s ears fell with a hint of panic, the thought of Brownleaf, one of the cats he was closest to, could be punished for this was a frightening thought. While he was stung that Brownleaf had spoken to Meadowbrook and risked his life by being alone with her, he also knew that things had to be different when she had been expecting his kits. What else could Brownleaf had done? He swallowed tightly. “W-well… “ He stammered, eyes softening as he looked at the kits. “We could… always say that… er, I know it’s a bit of a fib but. Maybe we could say we all found them. Meadowbrook had the kits near the border, we found them there, and… and we didn’t know what else to do but to bring them back to Windclan?” He offered, though he quickly looked guilty, the sensation of lying like he had done for a while when he had been training in his dreams with Spottedclaw, Meadowbrook and Splashstone filling him with heaviness. “Maybe… I dunno. Maybe that could work?” He murmured. |
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Mar 15, 2022 19:49:51 GMT -5
(Me over here forgetting I have Beankit XD")
Harewhisker carried a rabbit back into the camp. Instead of going toward the prey heap with it, he started over to the nursery to give it to Frostpetal.
Beankit swatted at his sister and was trying to playfully nip her ear.
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Post by thistle on Mar 16, 2022 12:18:32 GMT -5
Siltpath’s ears fell with a hint of panic, the thought of Brownleaf, one of the cats he was closest to, could be punished for this was a frightening thought. While he was stung that Brownleaf had spoken to Meadowbrook and risked his life by being alone with her, he also knew that things had to be different when she had been expecting his kits. What else could Brownleaf had done? He swallowed tightly. “W-well… “ He stammered, eyes softening as he looked at the kits. “We could… always say that… er, I know it’s a bit of a fib but. Maybe we could say we all found them. Meadowbrook had the kits near the border, we found them there, and… and we didn’t know what else to do but to bring them back to Windclan?” He offered, though he quickly looked guilty, the sensation of lying like he had done for a while when he had been training in his dreams with Spottedclaw, Meadowbrook and Splashstone filling him with heaviness. “Maybe… I dunno. Maybe that could work?” He murmured. Palegaze shifted from foot to foot, looking uneasy. "I don't know if that's a wise idea...look a the little grey one, she has stripes that match Brownleaf's." He heaved a heavy sigh. "Besides, wouldn't lying to Swiftstar set us up for trouble later? I mean, a group of tunnelers lying to our leader, after everything that's happened...and he'd be bound to find out sooner or later." He shook his head, looking up at Brownleaf's distraught face. "Brownleaf, you...you're their father. Could you really go their whole lives pretending they're just some rogue's kits?" |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 14, 2022 14:49:55 GMT -5
bang
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Post by Moonblazer on Apr 22, 2022 20:33:02 GMT -5
(Bloop)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on May 21, 2022 22:35:39 GMT -5
Boop
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jun 14, 2022 22:00:23 GMT -5
bump
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jul 12, 2022 15:48:08 GMT -5
Booper bloopers. )
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