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Post by Moonblazer on Jul 23, 2022 13:01:15 GMT -5
Thank you for the bumps, Mint! We’re trying to get these rolling again.)
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Jul 26, 2022 21:17:18 GMT -5
Beankit slipped quietly outside the nursery. The night was dark with only the lights from silverpelt glittering overhead. He spotted the sleeping forms of many of their clanmates and even caught his father's pelt against the lightness of the sand. Beankit grinned. He quickly looked around to make sure he wouldn't be seen or heard and he slipped over to the edge of the camp. He crept behind tall grasses to weave his way among the warriors until he found was he was looking for: a tunneler's tunnel. It was thick with his father's scent. Harewhisker must use it often. Beankit crouched right beside the tunnel and gingerly stretched a paw out to feel its surfaces. The mud was so hard it felt like rock. It was definitely a tunnel the tunnelers used often. Giddy with excitement, Beankit turned to the wall right next to the tunnel. He started digging. Maybe by morning he could have a brand new tunnel just like this old one for his father to use? He'd be so proud!
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Aug 7, 2022 8:03:31 GMT -5
Bump
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Post by Willow on Aug 10, 2022 12:12:06 GMT -5
bumpy bump. Anyone wanna rp? )
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 10, 2022 12:59:36 GMT -5
(I got cats open to rp!)
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Post by Willow on Aug 10, 2022 14:06:55 GMT -5
Eclipsesky hummed quietly to himself as he exited the camp to look for new herbs, happier that the warmer weather had come with new sprouts after the fire.
Sagefoot was sitting in the middle of camp, planning out who would go on evening patrols. She sighed, glancing towards the tunnels, hoping she would have time to slip away into the cool darkness later.
Larkpaw flicked her tail high in the air as she practiced her hunting stance, focusing on a small pile of leaves in front of her. Taking a deep breath she pounced landing in the pile but slightly to the right. She giggled as the leaves scattered in the air, falling down around her.
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 10, 2022 14:58:09 GMT -5
Harewhisker was carrying Beankit back to the nursery by the scruff of his neck. "Awww!" Beankit pouted in his father's grasp, but didn't squirm. "But I wanted to see the tunnels!"
"You're too young to go near them," Harewhisker mewed through Beankit's fur. As proud as he was that Beankit was interested in the tunnels, he didn't want to risk his son getting hurt. "You need to stay near your mother."
Dashclaw watched his brother from the other side of the camp, his whiskers twitched with amusement. As glad as he was his brother's dream of being a father finally came true, he knew Harewhisker still harbored bitter feelings toward him. Dashclaw licked his paws to clean his face after eating part of a rabbit. He then got up and padded over to Sagefoot. He felt like she was doing fairly well as a new deputy. "I'd like to volunteer for any patrols that still need to go out," he offered kindly.
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Post by Willow on Aug 10, 2022 15:20:47 GMT -5
Sagefoot turned to dip her head to Dashclaw, "Wonderful! Thank you Dashclaw, I was just thinking about who to send out soon. I was hoping to go out myself as well to be honest. You and I can go out on the moor to hunt." Turning away from him she scanned the camp for someone else to join their patrol. Spotting Harewhisker she spared a glance towards Dashclaw before calling out to the tunneler. "Harewhisker! Do you have time to go on patrol?" She was committed to continue to integrate the moor runners and tunnelers together. She and Harewhisker had a lot to learn still about hunting above ground.
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 10, 2022 15:32:54 GMT -5
Dashclaw was all for showing the new deputy how to hunt upon the moors, but when she called for Harewhisker, he flattened his ears in mild panic. Harewhisker? Was she really calling his brother to this patrol? She really did have a lot to learn as deputy. Harewhisker wouldn't tag along for a moor hunt.
Harewhisker glanced over at the deputy when he heard her call. Beankit perked up. "Can I come?"
"No." Harewhisker set his son down and nudged him toward the nursery. "Go back to your mother." The look he gave Beankit silenced the young kit's protests. He pouted for a second before scampering off to the nursery. As soon as he saw his sister, Beankit tackled her.
Harewhisker kept his face stoic as he padded over to Sagefoot and Dashclaw. He glanced at his brother, Dashclaw was going to tag along? He supposed since his brother had some tunneling experience, he still had to learn more. Let's just hope he doesn't cause a tunnel collapse. "I have time for a patrol," Harewhisker nodded to Sagefoot. "I suggest we check out the tunnels at the back end of the territory. With how warm it's gotten, the dirt might have dried and loosened. We should make sure they're strong enough for when the apprentices are ready to go out that far."
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Post by Willow on Aug 10, 2022 15:58:52 GMT -5
Sagefoot nodded stiffly, "I um was actually hoping Dashclaw could give us some tips on hunting on the moor. Perhaps we could check the tunnels on the way back. As experienced warriors we should also be comfortable hunting above ground. Swiftstar and I are going to have apprentices learn both skills moving forward even if they train more heavily in one topic."
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 10, 2022 16:12:14 GMT -5
Harewhisker blinked at her and his ears fell back. Hunt on the moor? Did she have bees in her brain? They would be too out in the open on the moor, and he didn't like this idea of apprentices learning both techniques. That's not what WindClan was. "Apprentices learning both roles?" Harewhisker's tone was soured with his disapproval. That meant that Beankit would be trained on the moor. That wasn't a place for a tunneler! "Tell me, was that Swiftstar's idea, or yours?"
Dashclaw swallowed his sigh. He wasn't exactly surprised by his brother's reaction.
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Post by Willow on Aug 10, 2022 16:20:58 GMT -5
Sagefoot frowned, her ears flicking in annoyance at Harewhisker's outburst. "It was an idea formed by several cats to help stop the rift between our clan. We are all warriors of Windclan we must respect one another and each other's skill sets." she replied curtly. "You and I will always be tunnelers but that doesn't mean we can't feel more comfortable on the moor as well. Now, are you going to come with us or not?"
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 10, 2022 19:13:14 GMT -5
"Just because I don't go out on the moors doesn't mean I don't respect the moor-runner's skillsets," Harewhisker snapped. "The moors are for the moor-runners. The tunnels are for the tunnelers. That's the way its always been. What right do you have to change it?"
"Harewhisker--"
"I'm not talking to you Dashclaw!" Harewhisker snapped.
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Post by Willow on Aug 10, 2022 19:29:41 GMT -5
Sagefoot sighed, this is not where she had wanted the conversation to go. “I am your deputy Harewhisker. I asked you to go on patrol. Would you dare challenge Blacktail like this? Swiftstar? I have a lot of respect for you as a tunneler and I thought you had a little bit more respect for me.”
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 10, 2022 19:39:07 GMT -5
"You didn't say it would be on the moorland." Harewhisker kept his ears back. "Blacktail and Swiftstar know better than to waste my talents where they don't belong. You're not making a wise choice here, Sagefoot. If you want to go on the moors, you'd be better off picking someone else."
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Post by thistle on Aug 11, 2022 12:51:13 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?" ((We still have this one going also if we wanted to continue it? Maybe Sagefoot's patrol can run into them)) |
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Post by Willow on Aug 11, 2022 21:43:16 GMT -5
Sagefoot’s ear twitched, her patience running very thin. “How is hunting for your clan a waste of your talent.” She sighed, getting to her paws and trodding towards the camp entrance. “I’m going on patrol, and I expect both of you to come with me. Let’s go.”
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Aug 13, 2022 6:48:11 GMT -5
Harewhisker grit his teeth and resisted the urge to growl out another complaint. She was set in her ways and he wouldn't be able to get her to understand. Dashclaw offered him a sheepish shrug before following the deputy. Harewhisker kept his ears back and his grumbles to himself as he trailed reluctantly after them.
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Post by Willow on Aug 17, 2022 14:10:59 GMT -5
Sagefoot allowed herself a small smile as she heard the fall of two sets of paws behind her. Once they were out of the camp, she turned to Dashclaw, "Now Dashclaw, where would you recommend we start our hunt?" she asked cheerily.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Sept 14, 2022 13:26:06 GMT -5
bumpers
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Sept 29, 2022 20:57:48 GMT -5
(Bump.)
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 18, 2022 21:01:17 GMT -5
bumpin
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Oct 25, 2022 11:36:38 GMT -5
Sagefoot allowed herself a small smile as she heard the fall of two sets of paws behind her. Once they were out of the camp, she turned to Dashclaw, "Now Dashclaw, where would you recommend we start our hunt?" she asked cheerily. Dashclaw glanced at his brother and flicked his ear rather awkwardly. He smiled at Sagefoot. "I would recommend beyond Outlook rock. At this time of day, the rabbits are probably searching for grasses to eat. There's a hill beyond the rock that they like to gather on. It allows them a good vantage, though, so we'll have to be careful in our approach." Harewhisker flattened his ears. His pelt bristled at the thought of going on the moorlands. |
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Post by thistle on Nov 6, 2022 13:00:47 GMT -5
(beep)
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 6, 2022 14:00:45 GMT -5
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Post by thistle on Nov 7, 2022 15:41:38 GMT -5
(hi! i was just doin the 'bump' thing, but im down to rp if anyone else is! i know we had the kits plot happenin)
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 7, 2022 15:54:11 GMT -5
(hi! i was just doin the 'bump' thing, but im down to rp if anyone else is! i know we had the kits plot happenin) (Yeah, it’s been a while since Fire’s been on so it’s been slow. I got cats open though if you wanna rp. Start a post?) |
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Post by thistle on Nov 9, 2022 22:46:31 GMT -5
(idk if this is something we can do or not, but I'm just gonna do another post with Palegaze even though he's also on the moor rn  ) At the mouth of a tunnel in the camp, Palegaze sniffed as he woke from a nap, then sneezed as some dust tickled his nose. The albino tom shivered at the chill that had begun to creep into the leaf-fall air before setting about grooming his white pelt of the earth still clinging to it from earlier's tunneling patrol. |
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Nov 15, 2022 13:17:02 GMT -5
(if enough time goes by, we usually just reset characters  ) Beankit pawed at the earth in the tunnel beside Palegaze. His tongue stuck from his mouth as he focused on the little hole he was digging quite ungraciously. Some of the sand and dirt he scattered about dusted Palegaze. |
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Post by thistle on Nov 18, 2022 18:45:50 GMT -5
(if enough time goes by, we usually just reset characters ) Beankit pawed at the earth in the tunnel beside Palegaze. His tongue stuck from his mouth as he focused on the little hole he was digging quite ungraciously. Some of the sand and dirt he scattered about dusted Palegaze. As some crumbs of earth scattered onto Palegaze, the young tom twitched an ear, turning to find the culprit. He let out a small huff of laughter, finding the kit's enthusiastic digging very endearing. "Well, what do we have here? A young tunneler?" he meowed. "I had might as well retire to the elder's den now; I think you could out-tunnel the whole clan, kit." He turned to face Beankit more fully, observing his efforts. |
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