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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 4, 2017 8:28:42 GMT -5
(Hello! Welcome! This is just a small clan RP set in the woods/moutains of Vermont!)
(You do not have to type as much as I did! I like making long starters.)
A rather tall and slender tom sat besides a icy cold brook. His pale but bright amber eyes scanned the water. Suddenly as fast as lighting he leaped into the icy water. After a bit he resurfaced with a mouth full of twigs and leaves. The tall tom grummbled and spit them out. He dragged him self out of the icy water and shook out his short fur black fur. He had been at this spot since the sun peaked over the mountains and he had caught nothing. He gave a small sigh and looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful clear day with no cloud in sight. The tom streached and started his long walk back to camp. Warriors!
Blackberry-tom-warrior- Blackberry is a tall and slender tom with pale but bright amber eyes and deep black fur. He isn't all black though he has a splash of white on his nose. Blackberry is a oriental short hair. This makes him look kinda funny to other cats. His ears are slightly to big for his head and his face is slender. At one point Blackberry was a kitty pet.- Flashpaw is his apprentice.
Rabbitrun-male-warrior- Rabbitrun is a larger tom with short pale gray fur and a solid build. He's rather clumsy for a warrior but makes it up in how smart he can be. His eyes are a pale emerald green.
Dewspots-she-cat-warrior
Dewspots is short-grayed furred she-cat with deep green eyes. Dark gray tabby patterns cover her back,
and all four of her paws are a cool white. Dewspots is pretty forgetful, be that doesn't stop her from being loyal
to her Clan. Even when her clanmates, find her a little moused-brained, she tries her best not to let it
get to her! Taking care of her Clan is her first priority everyday. Sparkpaw is her apprentice!
Snowleaf-she-cat-Warrior- Snowleaf is a all ginger she-cat with a white spot on her forehead. Her eyes are a deep amber color and she is the sister of Cloudleap. Snowleaf is a rather spunky she-cat who can be dramatic at times, but she is very nice.
Apprentices!
Flashpaw- long legged tom with fluffy white fur and a singular black paw, along with black ears. He has bright golden eyes. He's an energetic little ball of fur, quite the opposite of his sister, Sparkpaw, and his mother.
Sparkpaw- long legged ginger and white she cat with wide green eyes. She is about eight moons old.
Both former kittypets, and are teased about it, not quite finding their place yet..)
Elders!
Rowanjaw: This small old cat is male. He has a short-length fawn point coat. He has short, squat legs and is somewhat stocky. As a warrior he was known for loving to go out and adventure, but after retiring to the elders den, is very grumpy, and still wishes that the blood that ran in his fur was still young enough to explore the world that he didn't have the chance to.
Medicine Cat/Medicine cats apprentice!
Frostwhisker-she-cat-medicine cat- Frostwhisker is a medium-sized she-cat with long beautiful white fur that usually is neat and clean, but recently a couple of elders and kits had gotten sick with a cold leaving her fur a little messy. Her eyes are a pale but bright gray color. She has a fear of spiders for some strange reason.
Pikepaw
A rather chubby American Short-hair/American Curl mix tom. His pelt is the color of the darkest of night, making him difficult to see when the sun sets. His ebony fur is littered with Spotted Tabby markings, the swift stripes looking like a kit scribbled black mud onto his fur while he slept. Pikepaw's back paws are a soft white shade, as if he had just dipped them in snow. His eyes are a pale shade of green, the two round orbs are very noticeable against his dark pelt. His front left leg is twisted due to an accident he had as a cat in which he attempted to climb a tree to impress his littermates. Once he had fallen, the other kits continued to mock him, calling him "A fish without fins". The constant teasing made him grow reserved. Pikepaw always had a strong affection towards herbs, despite wanting to hunt for his clan like a normal warrior. After a couple outing as a warrior apprentice, he decided that his useless front leg would just get in his way. The medicine cat at the time agreed to train Pikepaw, despite being rather young to take up an apprentice. With her help, we was able to become much more insouciant, talking to his clan-mates more often without a single care unlike before. Despite this, he still acted in his perverse way, taking actions that he knew would rile up a cat. He's working hard as a Medicine cat apprentice.
Queens!
Cloudleap-she-cat-queen- Cloudleap is mostly white with large ginger stops on her back and tail. Her ears, and front paws are also ginger. Her eyes are a deep gray. Cloudleap is a very gentle she-cat who would and will never raise her voice.
Lavendersky - she cat - queen - Lavendersky is a thick furred Russian blue she cat with amber eyes. She has white ears, paws, and one white mark on her chest. Lavendersky is normally a very energetic warrior, but due to her pregnancy, she has grown quite lazy and is usually found napping in the nursery.
Kits!
Robinkit-Tom-Kit- Robinkit is a deep russet color his eyes are the same color as his mothers. He a rather fun kit to be around, but like his aunt Snowleaf he can be rather dramatic at times.
Featherkit- a small she cat with fluffy silver colored fur and darker tabby markings.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2017 9:27:39 GMT -5
{I'll join! Just give me a minute to get a starter and description up} |
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 4, 2017 14:48:49 GMT -5
Bump...
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sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Feb 4, 2017 18:55:31 GMT -5
Flashpaw- long legged tom with fluffy white fur and a singular black paw, along with black ears. He has bright golden eyes. He's an energetic little ball of fur, quite the opposite of his sister, Sparkpaw, and his mother.
Sparkpaw- long legged ginger and white she cat with wide green eyes. She is about eight moons old.
Both former kittypets, and are teased about it, not quite finding their place yet..)
"Blackberry! Blackberry!" Flashpaw yowled, crashing through the forest as he tried to find his mentor, fur bristling with excitement, picking up a trout after he was down yowling, hoping to have caught his attention. The white tom made his way through the undergrowth, excited to show the black warrior his catch- it could feed the entire nursery! This would get him in everyones good graces again- especially since his last fiasco when he attempted to fish and ended up halfway down the river before another cat caught him. Yeah. That was not the best experience in his life. He wasn't like his sister- who was highly intelligent and skilled in hunting, although he noticed that she had been spending a ton of time in the medicine cats den lately, asking the medicine cat questions on herbs, and whenever she found some she always brought them back. It was a shame, though. He doubted she would ever be allowed to train as a healer, the two weren't clan born. That took her out of the running for a medicine cat, at least that is what he was told, especially considering they had lived with no-furs until they where a little older than six moons.
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 4, 2017 21:22:57 GMT -5
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I wouldn't mind joining~!
The old cat waddled through camp, walking a short distance until he stopped upon the entrance to the forest. His short, creamy, light-brown fur was caked in mud and tangled in every possible place. Rowanjaw grumpily lifted his front dirt-covered paws, placing them back down on the rough bark of the tree trunk that guarded the exit. Once he got his claws latched onto the wood, he tried to hoist himself up, his short and sturdy rear legs struggling to scramble over the log.
After a good heave, Rowanjaw appeared on the top of the fallen tree trunk. As a kit it had been impossible to get past, as an apprentice it was a tad bit easier, and as a warrior, all he had had to do was leap and he'd be on the other side. But now, as an elder, the fawn point cat found his joints locking up and could no longer bound over like he could in his prime.
Rowanjaw slowly crawled off of the log, and into the lush forest. He just had to get all this disgusting grime off of his sheen coat. Rowanjaw figured he wouldn't be missed back in camp, and even if he did, no one would the judge the elder for going for a short walk in the shade of the forest leave or for a swim in the clear, sun-soaked lake.
The tom broke into a small trot. It had been so long since he had been out. Free. Not having to be confined to the walls of a home. His lungs slightly burned- he hadn't run in a while, and his old bones weren't as good as they used to be-, but he ignored it and pressed on. A smile grew on his face. It had been a long time since he'd smiled, his brilliant blue eyes filled with a sense of joy. With kits from camp stepping on his tail one heartbeat, and then apprentices bothering him, checking him for ticks (that he never had,) the next, he was always in a rather sour mood. It was nice to relax.
He made his way around the territory, a map printed in his mind from his younger moons, and followed the trail to the lake.
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Rowanjaw: This small old cat is male. He has a short-length fawn point coat. He has short, squat legs and is somewhat stocky. As a warrior he was known for loving to go out and adventure, but after retiring to the elders den, is very grumpy, and still wishes that the blood that ran in his fur was still young enough to explore the world that he didn't have the chance to.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 8:17:50 GMT -5
{sorry for random poof, I got caught up in a lot of stuff. I'll post my thing now} |
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 5, 2017 8:32:57 GMT -5
(Hey! Sorry about that I sort of fell asleep..but I'm back now!)
Blackberry gave a small jump when Flashpaw came running and yowling towards him. But he quickly calmed down. He gave a small smile and called out. "If you keep on yowling and running like a badger your going to scare off all the prey." The slender tom loved having a apprentice. It got him out of camp and he got to take a brake from the warriors that kept picking on him, because of his looks. Blackberry snapped out of thought just in time to see Flackpaw leap out of the woods holding the biggest trout he had seen in days. "Wow, great job Flackpaw! That would feed the whole nursery!" A very small pur rumbled in his chest. The only thing he had caught today was a mouth full of sticks and leaves. Maybe he should take lessons from his apprentice!
Rabbitrun had spotted Old Rowanjaw leaving camp, but he didn't know if he should follow him, he didn't want him to get hurt or attacked by a Fox or a fishercat. Rabbitrun got to his paws quietly. He would follow the old tom but far enough away so Rowanjaw could enjoy his walk. Rabbitrun walked quietly and slowly after the elder. Rabbitrun ears flicked when he heard the faint call of Flashpaw. He sighed, that apprentice was going to scare all the prey away if he keeps yowling like that. Rabbitrun sniffed the air curiously, nothing to interesting. Just some mice and a squirrel. Suddenly Rabbitrun tripped on a loose rock and fell side ways into a berry Bush. He had been so in though he didn't see the small pebble. He gave a small hiss and pulled himself out of the berry bush. Rabbitrun quickly looked around hoping no one saw his little accident.
Rabbitrun-male-warrior- Rabbitrun is a larger tom with short pale gray fur and a solid build. He's rather clumsy for a warrior but makes it up in how smart he can be. His eyes are a pale emerald green.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 8:44:30 GMT -5
{Where could I jump in? And here's my cat, could he be a med cat apprentice?
Pikepaw
A rather chubby American Short-hair/American Curl mix tom. His pelt is the color of the darkest of night, making him difficult to see when the sun sets. His ebony fur is littered with Spotted Tabby markings, the swift stripes looking like a kit scribbled black mud onto his fur while he slept. Pikepaw's back paws are a soft white shade, as if he had just dipped them in snow. His eyes are a pale shade of green, the two round orbs are very noticeable against his dark pelt. His front left leg is twisted due to an accident he had as a cat in which he attempted to climb a tree to impress his littermates. Once he had fallen, the other kits continued to mock him, calling him "A fish without fins". The constant teasing made him grow reserved. Pikepaw always had a strong affection towards herbs, despite wanting to hunt for his clan like a normal warrior. After a couple outing as a warrior apprentice, he decided that his useless front leg would just get in his way. The medicine cat at the time agreed to train Pikepaw, despite being rather young to take up an apprentice. With her help, we was able to become much more insouciant, talking to his clan-mates more often without a single care unlike before. Despite this, he still acted in his perverse way, taking actions that he knew would rile up a cat. He's working hard as a Medicine cat apprentice. |
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 5, 2017 9:10:04 GMT -5
(I could quickly make a medicine cat and we can start from there! Sure!)
Frostwhisker sat in her den quietly sorting through some yarrow and goldenrod. Her long pure white fur looked unkempt and messy, but this didn't bother her. She had been super busy lately with her new apprentice and a couple sick kits in the nursery. She gave a small sigh and gently picked up the yarrow leaves in her mouth and placed them in a neat pile in a small hole in the ground. Frostwhisker did the same with the goldenrod. She got to her paws and streached and begane to clean her messy fur. She wondered where Pikepaw was. She hoped he was out collecting some cob weds they were getting low.
Frostwhisker-she-cat-medicine cat- Frostwhisker is a medium-sized she-cat with long beautiful white fur that usually is neat and clean, but recently a couple of elders and kits had gotten sick with a cold leaving her fur a little messy. Her eyes are a pale but bright gray color. She has a fear of spiders for some strange reason.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 9:56:44 GMT -5
Pikepaw had checked with his mentor earlier if he could go out to get some herbs, but he doubted she heard him. She appeared to be too busy sorting anyway. However, that didn't stop Pikepaw. He was going to get those herbs if it killed him. So when he arrived in camp, it wasn't to his surprise that he was covered from nose to tail with cobwebs and a bundle of random herbs in his jaws. He knew which ones they were, but Pikepaw was unsure if they were running low on them or not. After all, he didn't stick around to look at which ones they were running out of.
Pikepaw struggled to walk with not only his damaged leg, but the cobwebs as well. They felt odd against his pelt, and made it hard to walk. He tripped over his own paws a few times before pushing his way through the enterance of the medicine cat den. It was in an old badger set, which he found helpful for keeping the herbs dry and out of the wind. "Frostwhisker?" He asked once he had see her. "I brought back some cobwebs." He turned in a circle to show his Web covered pelt. |
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 5, 2017 10:24:47 GMT -5
Frostwhisker quickly turned when she heard her name, she was caught off guard by Pikepaws voice. She smiled when she stopped the cob weds that spread across his pelt. It looked kind of like a light layer of snow speckled his coat. "Thank you Pikepaw we were running low on cob web!" She padded up to him and gently used her paws to pull the web's off of his fur. "You look like you rolled in every web in the forest,I think we will be set until next green leaf!" She joked quietly. Frostwhisker finally had gotten all the web's wrapped around her paw. She quickly limped off and placed the web's on a stick that the previous medicine cat had placed to keep the cob web's dirt free. Frostwhiskers mentor had been a rather grumpy tom named Beefur. He was a rather smart tom but he seemed to always be mad, grumpy, or distant. But Frostwhisker didn't mind the old tom. They had become great friends before his untimely death a couple moons back.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 10:42:30 GMT -5
Pikepaw grinned sheepishly as his mentor pulled the cobwebs from his fur. It made the skin below his fur twitch and he had to stifle a laugh from the odd tingling sensation. After the cobwebs had been pulled off, Pikepaw gave his pelt a quick shake and dropped the herbs he had held in his mouth. He hated how sticky cob webs felt, and spiders had always given him a creepy feeling. They terrified him actually. Pikepaw had heard stories about cats who were bitten by spiders and died from what they assumed was a poison injected into them. So for Pikepaw to face his fear, it made him proud to say that he did. Sort of. He actually just went to the cobwebs he made sure were clear of spiders. Pikepaw scooted the herbs he had collected over to a pile of plants that had yet to be organized. "I sure hope I got that many. There is no way in StarClan that I am going through that many bushes again! I swear, one of those ugly bugs came half a mouse length from my nose." He scrunched up his nose in distaste and and stuck out his tongue for dramatic effect. |
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 5, 2017 11:10:40 GMT -5
Frostwhisker chuckled and gave a small shiver. "Your much more braver than I am, I would be on the other side of the mountains of I had a spider get that close to me!" Frostwhisker gave another shiver and sat down. She looked at the pile of herbs Pikepaw had brought in and then back at Pikepaw. "Would you please bring some feverfew to Cloudleaps kit? Last time I checked on Robinkit he seemed to be better but he still has a fever and a runny nose." Frostwhisker gently picked up a small leaf and placed it at Pikepaws paws. "I'm going to check on Pigeonfur, his cold isn't getting any better." Frostwhisker sighed and gave a small smile. Frostwhisker didn't like having to stress out Pikepaw but Frostwhisker couldn't take care of both Robinkit, Pigeonfur and check up on the elders.
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sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Feb 5, 2017 12:06:37 GMT -5
"Fank u," the white tom mumbled, trying to raise his head in pride, but the trout weighing him down. His usually fluffy, long white pelt was soaked, because when he tried to hook the fish with his claws he missed and panicked so he made a dive for the fish. Somehow he managed to catch the thing that way, how he had no idea. The tom hesitated as they reached another fast moving creek in their territory, unsure how he was going to get acrossed, their clan always swimming it to get to camp. It would be awkward if he tried to swim it and he dropped the trout, the whole clan would hate him even more! Gathering up his courage, Flashpaw took his first step into the cold water and then quickly swam through it, making it to the end quickly, relief filling his body. The pair quickly made their way back to the camp, Flashpaw practically bouncing as he got there, noting the surprised looks on the cats faces. He looked over at Blackberry, his eyes asking him what to do, the pale apprentice clearly wanting to present his prey to someone, and have them eat.
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Sparkpaw was sitting nervously near the medicine cats den, the ginger and white she cat trying to get the nerve to ask if she could help. She didn't have much to do- her mentor had assigned her to cleaning duties today since she didn't catch enough prey to their liking, and she already finished cleaning out both the nursery and elders den, then got the ticks off of all but one elder, that elder being Yewfur, who didn't want a kitty pet touching her precious fur. It took all her strength not to roll her eyes at that cat. The long furred apprentices attention snapped back to the present, finally gathering her courage with a shaky breath and stepping in. She knew she had no chance at becoming a healer- Frostwhisker already had an apprentice, and, anyways, most cats told her she couldn't be one because she was a kitty pet. But that didn't stop her from asking if she could help out whenever she could, she just got nervous whenever she had to ask.
"Frostwhisker? Pikepaw?" She called out hesitantly, unsure if she was interrupting something.
"Do you two need any help today?" She asked in a quiet voice.
(Could Sparkpaw jump in here? If not that's ok and just ignore this!)
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 5, 2017 14:09:27 GMT -5
Blackberry gave a small purr. "Why don't you give the trout to Frostwhisker?" Blackberry whispered very quietly. He wanted it to seem like Flashpaw though of the idea. "You know how much she loves trout." He added with a small chuckle. Blackberry sat down and watched his apprentice make his way towards the Medicine cats den. He looked so proud, his head held high. When Blackberry was a apprentice he had also been hated for being a kitty pet, but he won his clans trust by saving a kit from a hawk. Blackberry's stomach growled loudly reminding him of his failed attempt at fishing this morning. He shrugged it off, he would have to go back to fishing after he saw how his apprentice did. Frostwhisker had been very busy and he hadn't seen her once gone to the fresh kill pile, she would love a meal, he thought quietly.
Frostwhisker turned to Sparkpaws nervous call. "Yes Sparkpaw?" She called back quietly. The young medicine cat had gotten very fond on Sparkpaw. She was a nice cat to talk with. Frostwhisker didn't really need any help but she didn't want to leave the young apprentice bored. "I need some help with sorting, if you don't mind." Frostwhisker turned towards the small pile of herbs that Pikepaw had just brought in. Frostwhisker gave Sparkpaw a small smile. "Maybe after you could help me with organizing the rest of the herbs, this place looks like a badger had wreaked the place." Frostwhisker added with a tiny chuckle. Frostwhisker didn't mind any cat, even if they came from a kitty pet back ground, the young she-cat didn't like how the others treated Flashpaw and Sparkpaw.
(Its fine! its a great place to jump in!)
(Sorry if this seems a little short!)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 14:10:39 GMT -5
{Sorry I poofed! I had errands to run and didn't have enough time to get up a decent reply. I'll catch up now!} |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 14:29:23 GMT -5
Pikepaw gave a tired nod to Frostwhisker's request. Exhaustion had been dragging at his paws all day while he combed the territory for any cobwebs in sight. His twisted leg especially ached, but he would have to push through it. His Clan came before him, after all, it was service before self in this life. And his Clan's needs, we're certainly Pikepaw's service. He sniffed around the organized herbs until he had recognized the feverfew and grabbed a small bundle of it in his jaws. He wasn't sure how much Robinkit would need until he got there, so it was better to be safe than sorry. "I'll come back in a little while to help with anything else." Pikepaw mumbled to his mentor around the plants in his jaws.
It was then that he heard Sparkpaw call their names into the medicine cat's den and his attention was focused on the enterance until she entered. Pikepaw didn't mind Sparkpaw all that much, he empathized with her if he was being honest. He knew what it was like to be different and teased, however, it must be harder on her if it was by her whole Clan. Pikepaw tried to give a friendly smile with the herbs in his mouth, but when he wasn’t sure she saw it, he spoke. "Hi Sparkpaw." Her help around here would be appreciated. With more kits than the Clan has had in the last few moons, everyone needed to be taking care of them. Especially with Lavendersky's kits on the way, the medicine cats would have their paws full. |
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Post by snowy on Feb 5, 2017 14:43:16 GMT -5
A grey short-fur cat was holding a small fish in her mouth, it was caught only a few moments ago, only by herself.
It was pretty simple really. The prey swam a little too close to the shore of the small brook
and Dewspots caught it with swift skill and ease. However, she would have to go back to get her other
catches, a mouse and a vole. Too bad I rushed back to camp though, she though. Dewspots was always
a forgetful cat, one time she forgot to bring the prey back to mentor for her assessment. Yeah,
luckily her mentor was there to remind her, but it made her feel way to embarrassed in front of her fellow apprentices.
But that was all in the past! Heading towards the prey pile, Dewspots placed down the small fish,
and headed towards the entrance of the camp to once claim her buried prey.
Dewspots-she-cat-warrior
Dewspots is short-grayed furred she-cat with deep green eyes. Dark gray tabby patterns cover her back,
and all four of her paws are a cool white. Dewspots is pretty forgetful, be that doesn't stop her from being loyal
to her Clan. Even when her clanmates, find her a little moused-brained, she tries her best not to let it
get to her! Taking care of her Clan is her first priority everyday.
( sweetclover1 Is it okay if Dewspots can be Sparkpaw's mentor? :3) |
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Post by snowy on Feb 5, 2017 17:00:06 GMT -5
(bump)
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 5, 2017 18:07:29 GMT -5
(Im so sorry everyone! I had to help my mom find a baby squirrel!)
Frostwhisker glanced up just as Pikepaw left the den. He looked exhausted, she hoped she wasn't working him to hard. She gave a small sigh, during Green leaf was a great time to collect any herbs and anything like that. When Frostwhisker was a apprentice Beefur use to have her running all over the forest looking for herbs, cob webs, and even feathers. A small purr rumbled in the back of her throat as she remembered those days. She could still remember how sore her paws were at the end of those crazy days.
Cloudleap gently cleaned Robinkit, his fur was a mess and she couldn't help but clean it. But a not so pleased Robinkit tired to pull away from his mother. "I don't want to be cleaned." He squeaked loudly. "I want to go outside!" He added with another angry squeak. Robinkit had been a very active kit before he got sick. as he got better his old flare was coming back. Cloudleap smiled. "Not until Frostwhisker says you can." Robinkit squeaked angrily and dramatically fell onto his back. "But im bored!"
Snowleaf had been lazily sunbathing when she spotted Dewspots leaving the camp. She quickly got to her paws and trotted over to her friend. "Hey Dewspots!" She called out happily. Snowleaf had been in camp all day bored as a pile of rocks. The only thing that was at least a little interesting was watching Sparkpaw wonder around camp cleaning dens and getting yelled at by Yewfur. "Can I please join you?" She asked quietly. "Im so bored im about to explode!" Snowleaf gave a small hop as she said the last word. Snowleaf was a very hyper but nice she-cat who was also very dramatic at times.
Cloudleap-she-cat-queen- Cloudleap is mostly white with large ginger stops on her back and tail. Her ears, and front paws are also ginger. Her eyes are a deep gray. Cloudleap is a very gentle she-cat who would and will never raise her voice.
Robinkit-Tom-Kit- Robinkit is a deep russet color his eyes are the same color as his mothers. He a rather fun kit to be around, but like his aunt Snowleaf he can be rather dramatic at times.
Snowleaf-she-cat-Warrior- Snowleaf is a all ginger she-cat with a white spot on her forehead. Her eyes are a deep amber color and she is the sister of Cloudleap. Snowleaf is a rather spunky she-cat who can be dramatic at times, but she is very nice.
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Post by literalynxxo on Feb 5, 2017 18:13:40 GMT -5
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Rowanjaw stopped, and lifted his head, letting the wind ruffle his rather messy and muddy fur and brush past his graying whiskers. Little did he know, downwind a warrior was following him. The tom took a deep breath, and continued to prance through the forest. Why did he ever give this up? This beautiful forest, this great feeling of being free? And what for? To be confined in a camp all day? To have things dropped at his paws the second he even began to meow a complaint?
The life of an elder was one of the life of a kittypet, the only difference being that elders had respect. Rowanjaw missed being able to care for himself, to be able to hunt a mouse or detect an enemy from any bush or corner, even arching his claws against the bark of a tree to scrape off his own moss-bedding (which most elders in the clan were glad to not have to do anymore, and considered him strange that he liked to do so).
He proceeded to the other side of the water body, where the cats usually didn't hunt (it was much easier to stick to the side of lake that was closest to camp), that way he could keep to himself in the nice silence of radiant forest, the only noise being the hum of bees buzzing from flower to flower, or leaves rustling in the gentle greenleaf breeze.
He quickly settled down in the sun-soaked water and began to groom the mess off of his white and light-brown pelt.
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Post by snowy on Feb 5, 2017 18:55:00 GMT -5
(Im so sorry everyone! I had to help my mom find a baby squirrel!) Frostwhisker glanced up just as Pikepaw left the den. He looked exhausted, she hoped she wasn't working him to hard. She gave a small sigh, during Green leaf was a great time to collect any herbs and anything like that. When Frostwhisker was a apprentice Beefur use to have her running all over the forest looking for herbs, cob webs, and even feathers. A small purr rumbled in the back of her throat as she remembered those days. She could still remember how sore her paws were at the end of those crazy days. Cloudleap gently cleaned Robinkit, his fur was a mess and she couldn't help but clean it. But a not so pleased Robinkit tired to pull away from his mother. "I don't want to be cleaned." He squeaked loudly. "I want to go outside!" He added with another angry squeak. Robinkit had been a very active kit before he got sick. as he got better his old flare was coming back. Cloudleap smiled. "Not until Frostwhisker says you can." Robinkit squeaked angrily and dramatically fell onto his back. "But im bored!" Snowleaf had been lazily sunbathing when she spotted Dewspots leaving the camp. She quickly got to her paws and trotted over to her friend. "Hey Dewspots!" She called out happily. Snowleaf had been in camp all day bored as a pile of rocks. The only thing that was at least a little interesting was watching Sparkpaw wonder around camp cleaning dens and getting yelled at by Yewfur. "Can I please join you?" She asked quietly. "Im so bored im about to explode!" Snowleaf gave a small hop as she said the last word. Snowleaf was a very hyper but nice she-cat who was also very dramatic at times. Cloudleap-she-cat-queen- Cloudleap is mostly white with large ginger stops on her back and tail. Her ears, and front paws are also ginger. Her eyes are a deep gray. Cloudleap is a very gentle she-cat who would and will never raise her voice. Robinkit-Tom-Kit- Robinkit is a deep russet color his eyes are the same color as his mothers. He a rather fun kit to be around, but like his aunt Snowleaf he can be rather dramatic at times. Snowleaf-she-cat-Warrior- Snowleaf is a all ginger she-cat with a white spot on her forehead. Her eyes are a deep amber color and she is the sister of Cloudleap. Snowleaf is a rather spunky she-cat who can be dramatic at times, but she is very nice. Dewspots stopped in her tracks, and turned around to the call of her friend Snowleaf. "Join me?"
Dewspots mewed, "Of course you can! I'm just grabbing my prey that I left back near the brook." With
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Post by sweetclover1 on Feb 5, 2017 19:18:28 GMT -5
(Oh yes, she could be Sparkpaws mentor! Also could I create a kit?)
Flashpaw nodded eagerly, marching his way to the medicine cats den, hearing shocked mews, as if they where surprised he could even hunt. I'll prove to them I'm just as much of a warrior than they are. He thought determinedly, dropping off the trout quickly, giving the medicine cats and his sister a quick hello before dashing off. Sparkpaw shook her head in amusement, knowing her brother could never sit still. The ginger and white she cat turned to Pikepaw, giving the tired tom a friendly purr , considering him a friend, before tipping her head at Frostwhisker.
"Where do you want me to start?" She asked, scanning the den in attempts to see what could be sorted out. Already her mind was categorizing them- which ones could be used for sleeping, infections, pain, fever, and finding them quickly. She could see a few piles of Thyme mixed with Rosemary, and some garlic and mint as well. She hesitated, paws hovering over the piles of Thyme and Rosemary first, looking over at her for permission to touch the herbs.
"How would you like them sorted?" She added, the eagerness becoming prominent in her voice. It was clear she much preferred being in the medicine cats den over training to be a warrior, she even took lengths to find excuses not to train, although she'd never tell Frostwhisker that. She liked Dewspots well enough- actually she was a fantastic mentor, it was just... She didn't want to fight. Hunting was alright, she didn't like nor dislike it, she just found it horribly mind-numbing. She preferred the quiet and the soft smells of herbs in the medicine cats den, where you had to use your mind to help heal your clanmates. That kind of challenge sounded incredible to her, although she never voiced that to anyone but Flashpaw.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 19:40:41 GMT -5
Pikepaw tried to swiftly hobble over to the nursery where he knew Robinkit and his mother would be. She was a good mother, and took the medicine cats' advice on keeping him inside. The nursery was probably the most well guarded area in camp. It was located in the thickest of bushes with only one way in or out: the tight enterance. Not only was it a definite effort to get through - except for the kits - burrs had a tendency to get caught in one's pelt, and Pikepaw had spent a few afternoons clearing his pelt from those burrs. Although it was a hassle at times, it was still accessible for kits and queens. Perhaps it was because of Pikepaw's more...rounded shape...that he had trouble getting through sometimes. However, that didn't make him upset, it only made him think of widening the entryway a bit for visitors.
Pikepaw squeezed through the enterance and shook out his fur once inside the surprisingly spacious den. Well, it would be spacious if they weren't expecting three queens in there: Cloudleap who had kits, Lavendersky who was expecting, and soon Oceanfeather would be in here too, as she was already showing signs of her pregnancy. Pikepaw set down the herbs he held in his mouth by the wall of the den and gave a small smile to Cloudleap and Robinkit. "Hello there. How are you feeling Robinkit?" Pikepaw asked politely as he used his good paw to feel around his small body for any abnormalities.
Lavendersky - she cat - queen - Lavendersky is a thick furred Russian blue she cat with amber eyes. She has white ears, paws, and one white mark on her chest. Lavendersky is normally a very energetic warrior, but due to her pregnancy, she has grown quite lazy and is usually found napping in the nursery.
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Post by snowy on Feb 6, 2017 15:52:46 GMT -5
(bump)
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 6, 2017 19:41:18 GMT -5
Snowleaf gave a exited squeak and followed Dewspots. "What did you catch today? Anything good?" Snowleaf bounced up and down like a kit as she said this. Snowleaf could barley stay still, she was all over the place bouncing around or batting at a leaf.
Frostwhisker was about to asked Sparkpaw what she wanted to sort when Flashpaw came in with the largest trout she had seen in ages. She gave a loud purr and took the trout, her stomach growled loudly as she did. She said her thanks and placed the trout as side so she could help Sparkpaw. She didn't want to keep Sparkpaw waiting. "They all have to be separated in to their own groups, and put in those small slots, over there." She flicked her tail towards, a row of small slots that were dug out many moons ago. Frostwhisker purred quietly. "But let me sort out the berries." She added pointing with her tail to a small pile of blue, black, green and red berries. "Those can be tricky to sort out." Forstwhisker added as she got up. Her long white fur still kind of messy. She padded over towards the trout. ."Would you like some?" She called over to Sparkpaw.
Cloudleap gave Pikepaw small smile as she watched him check Robinkit. The dark russet tom giggled and batted at Pikepaw's paw gently. "I feel a lot better!" He squeaked loudly. "Even Lavendersky said I look and sound better! Could I please please go out side today?" He added with another squeak. Cloudleap sighed and rested her head on her paws. She was tired, she had stressed her self out taking care of Robinkit. "How is he looking Pikepaw?" She asked quietly. Cloudleap wished her mate Raincloud hadn't passed away, he would have been a great father.
(I was in school...sorry about that long disappearance!)
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 6, 2017 20:29:48 GMT -5
(Sure!)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Feb 6, 2017 20:44:56 GMT -5
(Mk-
Featherkit- a small she cat with fluffy silver colored fur and darker tabby markings)
Featherkit let out a small groan, burrowing deeper into their nest, her brother driving her crazy. All the little kit wanted to do was snuggle up next to their mom and go back to sleep. She had been feeling sleepy all day, and, honestly, quite a bit cranky too. She didn't know why Robinkit wanted to get out of the nursery when it was so safe and warm. The silver she kit just wanted Pikepaw to say that Robinkit was all better, then maybe she could get some more sleep. The normally energetic kit had her back turned to the medicine cat, wanting more than anything for him to go away for the time being.
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Spark paw shook her head no, already paw-deep within the herbs, enjoying the meditative quality that the sorting gave. If she could choose anything in the world it would be to never leave this den, never stop helping the two healers in her clan. She placed a ginger paw on some herbs,scooting them towards where they needed to go, getting onto her hind legs and peeking into the highest slot, trying to see if there was anything but dust in them. She found some old bones- there must have been a mouse or something in there, but nothing more- and she brushed it out before placing the time carefully in.
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Post by snowy on Feb 6, 2017 20:50:39 GMT -5
Snowleaf gave a exited squeak and followed Dewspots. "What did you catch today? Anything good?" Snowleaf bounced up and down like a kit as she said this. Snowleaf could barley stay still, she was all over the place bouncing around or batting at a leaf. Frostwhisker was about to asked Sparkpaw what she wanted to sort when Flashpaw came in with the largest trout she had seen in ages. She gave a loud purr and took the trout, her stomach growled loudly as she did. She said her thanks and placed the trout as side so she could help Sparkpaw. She didn't want to keep Sparkpaw waiting. "They all have to be separated in to their own groups, and put in those small slots, over there." She flicked her tail towards, a row of small slots that were dug out many moons ago. Frostwhisker purred quietly. "But let me sort out the berries." She added pointing with her tail to a small pile of blue, black, green and red berries. "Those can be tricky to sort out." Forstwhisker added as she got up. Her long white fur still kind of messy. She padded over towards the trout. ."Would you like some?" She called over to Sparkpaw. Cloudleap gave Pikepaw small smile as she watched him check Robinkit. The dark russet tom giggled and batted at Pikepaw's paw gently. "I feel a lot better!" He squeaked loudly. "Even Lavendersky said I look and sound better! Could I please please go out side today?" He added with another squeak. Cloudleap sighed and rested her head on her paws. She was tired, she had stressed her self out taking care of Robinkit. "How is he looking Pikepaw?" She asked quietly. Cloudleap wished her mate Raincloud hadn't passed away, he would have been a great father. (I was in school...sorry about that long disappearance!) (Me too, XD)
Dewspots shook her head slightly at her friend "Not really Snowleaf," she meowed "Just a mouse
and a vole to feed a few cats. Mostly the queens." She purred slight when she mewed queens, It was
a great thing to think about really. New life to the Clan, since there's not many warriors in the clan right
now. While walking, Dewspots gained the scent of the buried prey in her nose. "Over here!" She quickly
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