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Post by dou on Aug 23, 2017 11:28:04 GMT -5
 bubblepaw ✩ camp The apprentice felt his sister's head resting on him, and he let out a soft purr that vibrated his whiskers. "Oh, he'll absolutely woo you," he joked, his tail flicking softly as he felt the dry pine needles against his soft fur. He then listened to what she said about if the ThunderClan tom hurt him. He let out a soft mrrow of laughter, his fur fluffing up as he closed his eyes. "He won't know what's comin' for 'im!" The large tom joked as his tail flicked softly.
The offer of a game of mossball peeked his interest. The apprentice flicked his ear as he wriggled out from under his sister, putting his butt up in the air as his tail flicked. "Let's bet on it," he purred, his ears perking. "If you win, you have to do my apprentice duties. If I win, I'll take over your patrols. Both are for a moon," he purred, tail waving in the cool air.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 23, 2017 12:15:49 GMT -5
Moosepaw - Outside of Camp  Moosepaw was still reeling from Oh-My-Goodness-I-Did-It-I-Broke-It-With-My-Face and Oh-Geez-The-World-Is-Spinning-Maybe-I-Should-Sit-Down. He was staring, somewhat blankly, at the broken branch, so when Finchpaw ran into his side he barely noticed. "Huh? Oh hey, Finchpaw, how goes it?" His greeting was merry, though his gaze was a tad unfocused. "Did you see what I did? I broke the tree" leaning in conspiratorially, "I broke it with my head, I won." Oh how proud he was, his inanimate foe defeated before him and a friend appeared to share in his triumph. With a thump he sat down, swaying slightly at his sudden movement. "Gotta sit down for a second though, it nearly had me... where's Wrenpaw?" Twisting around to peer back where Finchpaw had come from, he could not see her sister. "She being all medicine-y again? That's gotta be rough." His words slurred slightly but, again, not uncommon.
His head was quite used to hitting things and the slurring would go away in a couple of minutes. The only time he hurt himself badly was when he challenged a rock and lost. He never did that again, though privately he wanted to.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 23, 2017 13:37:12 GMT -5
crowflight | camp-forest  Crowflight just looked at her brother. "You're on!" she mewed, scrambling to her paws. She excused herself for a second, needing to retrieve moss for their game. She dashed on out of the camp, cutting off a patrol and throwing back a quick apology. Crowflight's dainty little paws swiftly carried her towards a clutter of pine trees where apprentices clawed their daily moss from.
However, her amber eyes failed to spot a tree branch jutting in her way, broken in half. Her paws caught onto the branch and she went flying into the air. Her legs flailed behind her and she yowled in surprise. Landing with a thud, Crowflight had crahsed into one of her Clanmates. "Mouse-dung!" she growled in pain.
"Agh... Sorry.." she looked up to face Moosepaw, who had already seemed dizzy enough without her intervention. She cursed to herself in her head and quickly backed away from the tom. "Sorry Moosepaw, I tripped on that branch over there!" Crowflight urged. She honestly didn't want to deal with Moosepaw's shenanigans today, but it looks like she would have to. Wonderful, right?
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 23, 2017 13:52:06 GMT -5
Moosepaw - Outside of Camp This time he felt it. Stumbling when someone crashed into him on his other side. "You talking to me?" He grumbled, glaring at the offending cat. Did she do that on purpose? What if she did? Was he gonna let that stand? No. He wouldn't. "You wanna go?" His voice started to raise, ears flicking back as he glared at the warrior. Mind made up, he was ready. Just a step or two backwards, and pawing the ground. Telltale signs that he was readying to charge. Of course, he'd all but forgotten about the branch he'd snapped in half with his head, so focused on fighting his clanmate that he tripped over the other half and landed on his bottom. "THE VANQUISHED DARE INSULT ME TWICE?" He bellowed, turning his glare at the branch. "Hold- just stay right there Crowflight. I'll get to you in a minute" He gestured for her to sit and stay before turning to the branch. "It's go time- I wILL END YOU" With that he slammed his head into the branch, and with another cracking sound, the branch split. "HA! I win again!"
It did not take long for the dizziness to set in. Turning back to Crowflight, "You ready? Cause I'm ready. I'm ready to go. Lets do this" His words were hardly slurred though his eyes appeared unfocused and he was swaying in place.
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 23, 2017 15:57:12 GMT -5
{ f a w n s t a r } t e r r i t o r y 
ever since she'd become leader, she'd really become way more involved with her clan. she'd taken more patrols out, made sure she would hunt for them and were all fed. she even would take part in a few training exercises here and there. she'd been especially interested in her younger brothers, moosepaw, training. her hot headed brother always managed to get into little tussles. fawnstar had to prevent him from going to a few gatherings. the last time she had let him go she'd had to break up a fight between him and a windclan apprentice. that apprentice had beat him in a race. moosepaw had claimed he cheated and proceeded to try and fight. that night they left early and moosepaw had been sentenced to picking ticks out of the elders fur with wrenpaw. since their parents had passed last leaf bare, both fawnstar and moosepaw had stepped up their game.
that morning, fawnstar was out hunting. she really loved providing for her clan. through the undergrowth she slinked. she had made a small stash of kills, having given thanks to starclan for all of them. the pines always revealed delicious prey. she had about two frogs and a mouse. just as she was about to catch her last vole, she heard something off in the distance. moosepaw. that's all she could think. burying her catches quickly, she began trotting to the noise. when she got there, she saw her little brother sizing up to crowflight. annoyance crept into her gaze as she let out an annoyed sigh.
"moosepaw, what in the world are you doing?"
her voice was sharp, her tail tip flicking. "you don't have to fight everything. crowflight is a clanmate, she didn't mean to run into you." the molly turned to crowflight, giving the female a small dip of her head. "i apologize for him." fawnstar meowed gently, her eyes lightening. "could you both help me carry some prey back to camp?"
she just wanted to distract moosepaw from the whole fighting act. she found it amusing, but not when it comes to the safety of her own cats. since maplelight wasn't the ideal medicine cat, she didn't want any cat to have unwanted wounds. especially from stupid fights.
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Post by flytes, on Aug 23, 2017 16:19:32 GMT -5
Wrenpaw  Wrenpaw was satisfied with the application of both poultice and burrs, so she busied her paws with cleaning up any leftover scraps as she listened to Hickoryburn. She was pleased to hear that despite the initial sting of the marigold, that Hickoryburn's wound was feeling a little better. She opened her mouth to respond but then realized that she was being praised, a rare occasion in itself. The quiet brown tabby was speechless, processing what he'd said and then trying to take up a response that wouldn't embarrass him in turn.
"Th-thank you, Hickoryburn. I'm glad to hear it's already helping." She hurried to offer some sort of explanation. "Even though you cleaned out the debris that might have irritated it, there could still be dirt in there that was making it burn. The marigold kills the infection, which is why it stings. I think..." Her amber eyes flicked toward the medicine cat den anxiously as if Maplelight might appear, before she recalled that she didn't actually know where her mentor was.
As the brown warrior continued, talking about his surprise at being treated by Maplelight, she winced. She felt ashamed of her mentor in some ways and jealous of other apprentices in other ways. She wanted nothing more than to learn every herb there was and how to use it to heal her Clanmates and she couldn't do that with her mentor constantly disappearing. "She just wasn't busy that time. She's got a lot on her mind since she has to care for the whole Clan and speak to StarClan and all that," she mewed quietly, again ducking her gaze as she tried coming up with an excuse for her mentor.
Hickoryburn must have noticed her discomfort, for he quickly changed the subject to a lighter one. The effect was instantaneous; Wrenpaw's eyes lit up and she straightened up immediately. "I couldn't be happier with being a medicine cat apprentice! I know there is so much to learn and that it's going to be hard, but I have never wanted something so much in my life." Her expression was identical to one that was almost constantly seen on Finchpaw's face, sheer excitement tinged with curiosity.
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There was a brief heartbeat where Finchpaw wasn't sure how to react to the fact that Moosepaw was boasting yet again about breaking something with his head. Perhaps it was Wrenpaw's influence, but Finchpaw was momentarily worried by the fact that he was slurring and his eyes were a little glassy, but then her own curious nature took over and her eyes stretched wider than they usually were as she exclaimed," Cool! I bet no one else has ever been able to do that!" Her tail shot up and she turned to study the branch, marveling at the strength of the wood that her denmate has overcome. She almost missed his question about her sister's whereabouts, but quickly tuned back in.
"Oh, Wrenpaw is in camp, pouring over herbs as usual. I don't really get it, but she insists that she really likes it." Finchpaw, like Moosepaw, was perfectly happy to be a warrior apprentice and didn't quite understand the apparent draw to being stuck in a den with sick cats. However, she supported Wrenpaw and if that was what made her happy, then that's all that was truly important. Before she could say anything further, another shape hurtled around the corner and slammed into Moosepaw, startling Finchpaw.
When she spied Crowflight, she burst into mrrows of laughter, but was quickly subdued as it riled Moosepaw up. He was itching to fight the young warrior for crashing into him and she jumped in, ready to try to stop the larger, bulkier tom from giving in to his impulses. "Hey, furball, calm down. Crowflight didn't mean to-" She was cut off as Moosepaw was distracted by the branch and she let out a sharp sound of exasperation as he launched himself at the branch again, breaking it. She was simultaneously impressed and frustrated by the easily distracted tom. "Okay, okay. No more of that, you're going to hurt yourself. Come on, sit down and sit still for a moment, okay?"
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 23, 2017 22:34:27 GMT -5
After the initial sting of Wrenpaw applying new herbs to the scratch, Hickoryburn was already feeling much better. He found himself relaxing muscles that he didn’t even realize had been tightened due to the burning sensation that had flared through his shoulder. The muscular tom was sure he would have a fully healed shoulder in but a few days.
All of this was interesting to the tom in some way. Odd how one little flower could help stop infection from spreading, or how one leaf could cure a deadly sickness. Medicine was fascinating to the tabby when he actually sat back and thought about it, but he had no push to become a medicine cat. He knew he would hate such a job - hunting and fighting for his Clan was what he loved to do. StarClan had set out his destiny from the moment he had been born, and he was more than pleased with the path they had chosen for him.
He looked back up as Wrenpaw spoke, his whiskers twitching as she tried to explain her mentor and her odd behavior. Hickoryburn shook his head. ”You look up to Maplelight, but you are not required to cover for her. Most of us know about her erratic ideals. But she’s excellent with herbs.” That was one thing Hickoryburn could say about the medicine cat. When Maplelight actually treated a cat she knew exactly what she was doing. She was precise and efficient, but she rarely got to show those talents off what with her being so stuck up about who she treated. ”You do well for not having a mentor to teach you as she should.” And that was that. Hickoryburn had taken the moment to speak his thoughts, and spoke them he had. He simply left it at that, resuming to change the subject as to inflate Wrenpaw to her usual self.
The warrior mustered a very faint purr. He found the little molly’s resemblance to her sister Finchpaw amusing. ”I’m glad to hear you enjoy your position. I can’t even understand the want to be a medicine cat, but every cat is different.” His statement brought him back in time when he still had his brother at his side. Elmheart had been much different than Hickoryburn, the two practically night and day. Elmheart had died before Wrenpaw’s birth, leaving him in Maplelight’s care after a brutal badger attack. The pointed molly, of course, did not do her job as needed, and Elmheart soon joined StarClan; it was still hard sometimes for Hickoryburn to process that he no longer had his over enjoyable brother around, but his memory always allowed the ruddy tom to realize just how different two cats could be, even cats within the same litter. |
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 24, 2017 7:30:56 GMT -5
{ a p p l e b e l l y } c a m p 
applebelly loved the clan life. he enjoyed spending time with his clanmates and he loved the training that still came with it. he'd trained an apprentice or two, he knew the ropes. one of the reasons why fawnstar had made him deputy. they'd always been good friends and every cat in the clan knew that he was a good choice.
even though he'd had a bit of a cough lately, that didn't stop him. applebelly seemed just as strong as he had been before. padding through camp, he would keep his head held high. it was about mid day and he wanted to get a sunhigh patrol out and going. standing, his white and black patched fur slightly bristling from the soft wind, he glanced around the clan.
"dappleswipe, rowanpaw, tawnythroat, and thistleclaw- would you join me on a patrol for hunting?"
his voice rang out through the camp, glancing around and making sure those cats heard him. his multicolored eyes switched, gazing over at the apprentice den first before spotting rowanpaw looking around. he caught her gaze and she nodded, knowing she was trying to find dappleswipe.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 24, 2017 8:22:54 GMT -5
m i d-m o r n i n g c r o w f l i g h t f o r e s t The she-cat nodded her head. "Yes, Fawnstar." She padded over to assist her leader with her prey. She felt nervous with being so close, while Fawnstar was kind, she didn't want to get scolded. "I'm sorry Moosepaw, I tripped over that branch.. Perhaps you should visit Wrenpaw when we get back." she suggested, her head lowered and looking around cautiously.
"How was your hunting?" she asked her leader, awaiting instructions to where the rest was located. Crowflight silently thanked Fawnstar for interrupting her younger brother. The black cat certainly didn't want to hurt the tom, especially with him being injured enough at the moment. She would have to explain what happened to Bubblepaw later and hoped he wouldn't be upset by the fact that their game was a no-go. |
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 24, 2017 20:52:19 GMT -5
Moosepaw - Outside of Camp His sister's appearance was somewhat of a shock for Moosepaw who was quickly rising out of his earlier head-to-branch induced befuddlement. "Fawnstar you're never any fun" he grumbled, though his eyes flicked to Finchpaw, "I suppose I could sit for a moment." A thump and his rump was on the ground. He was more likely to listen to his friend than his sister, though in the back of his mind he would acknowledge that his sister was indeed the leader and he had to follow orders. Crowflight's words were like frost in Moosepaw's brain, "Suure it was the branch" A low grumble, not quite as hostile as it could be, but he would likely forget to even be mad at her later. In fact, he was already forgetting, his mind wandering back to Finchpaw and by extension her sister– and Maplelight. The thought of the beautiful medicine cat made his heart thump faster. Leaning into Finchpaw's space, he whispered "Do you think that Maplelight would see me if I went?" It was only mildly pathetic about how hopeful his voice was. He didn't expect anything, but she was so pretty. He loved pretty things.
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 25, 2017 10:07:59 GMT -5
{ f a w n s t a r } m i d m o r n i n g o u t s i d e - o f - c a m p she noted crowflights' words and let a soft purr, her tail flicking. of course, she was still very annoyed with moosepaw. he didn't have to fight everyone. however, he probably got that from their father- that battle thirsty tom had died doing what he loved. fighting. moosepaw took after him in personality while they both took after their mother in their appearance. of course, she loved her little brother. they were both single kits in their litters, so they ended up sticking together. they were pretty close, but had their moments.
she snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the black molly to her right pipe up again. "hunting is great this season. prey is plentiful. even though it's been fairly dry," she murmured, giving a friendly look to crowflight.
she found the place where she'd buried her prey, the four morsels still warm. she motioned for crowflight to grab two as she herself picked up the others. fawnstar padded back through the camp enterance, setting her kills down. "thank starclan we still have enough." she whispered to herself.
she then turned back to crowflight, tilting her head. "so, crowflight. when do you think you'd want an apprentice?" she knew that the female still acted like an apprentice herself, but she could pass on valuable skills. she'd just have to make sure they stayed on track. "if you're not ready for one, that's fully alright. i was just wondering." coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf |
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 25, 2017 12:30:47 GMT -5
m i d-m o r n i n g c r o w f l i g h t f o r e s t Crowflight's eyes lit up at the question. She took a moment to respond, trying to phrase it correctly. "I would like an apprentice now if there were any available ones!" the black cat thought with joy. However, a moment of clarity took over her. "This could be a test. If I sound too eager then I may not get one soon." she determined in her head. Crowflight cleared her throat to speak. "I'll mentor one when you think I'm ready. I'm still young and I have time; I'm not in a rush." she answered, her amber eyes clear. |
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 26, 2017 7:36:18 GMT -5
{ f a w n s t a r } m i d m o r n i n g c a m p a small purr escaped fawnstar as she looked at crowflight. maybe she wasn't too ready for an apprentice quite yet- plus there weren't any kits ready to become any. they currently didn't have any queens. she saw potential in some warriors who could be a queen, but had decided not too. she was proud of her entire clan for being strong. they all were wonderful cats, no matter what the other clans thought. they weren't all malicious and mean.
looking at crowflight, she nodded gently. "thank you, i will take that into consideration," fawnstar said gently before noticing applebelly in the clearing, calling for cats. turning back to crowflight, motioning her over to applebelly. "you can go on his patrol if you'd like."
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 27, 2017 9:08:55 GMT -5
m i d-m o r n i n g c r o w f l i g h t f o r e s t Dipping her head in response, Crowflight went to go inform her brother that she had been assigned to a patrol. After a quick farewell and a promise to catch him later and tell him what happened, she searched for the ShadowClan deputy. Noticing the tom near the entrance, she padded up to him. "Fawnstar asked me to join your patrol." she mewed, appearing a little sad over her cancelled game of mossball. However, she wanted to prove to her leader that she could handle an apprentice, whenever the next litter may be. None of the she-cats were expecting and love certainly does take time. |
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Post by dou on Aug 27, 2017 12:00:10 GMT -5
dappleswipe ✩ camp Her sandpaper tongue rasped lazily over her thick tabby fur, ears flicking as she groomed herself slowly but thoroughly. Her whiskers were pushed forward as she experienced the slow and relaxing grooming session, before she heard the familiar call of her deputy. The female lifted her head, her eyes bright as she focused on the black-and-white tom. Her fur fluffed up as she got to her paws, shaking out her thick fur. Dappleswipe happily let her paws carry her over towards the large mass of fur known as Applebelly.
The warrior had always admired the deputy, watching him be strong and confident as he was. She let out a soft sigh, her tail swaying as she made her way to the large tom's side. "Hello, Applebelly!" she began, her voice soft and gentle. "I would love to join you on a hunting patrol!" she spoke gently, her tail swaying from side to side. |
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 27, 2017 20:15:21 GMT -5
{ a p p l e b e l l y } e a r l y - s u n h i g h h u n t i n g - p a t r o lthat morning, everything seemed just right with the camp. he had noticed fawnstar leave earlier, probably going out to catch prey. when he saw her return with crowflight, he knew she'd send her over. it was no surprise to him when he heard that their leader had sent her.
"we're glad to have you" he let a low purr escape him as his tail waved. the next cat to bound up was dappleswipe, however he realized that rowanpaw had disappeared. he'd have to get dappleswipe and rowanpaw out trainin later. he dipped his head to the she-cat and nodded.
"you as well, dappleswipe. after we get back, why don't you take rowanpaw out? see if you can find cedartwist as well, bubblepaw needs to get his rowdiness out for the day," his whiskers twitches in amusement. he waved his tail, turning around and nodding. they should be set, even if they didn't have all the cats. he and the two warriors should be just fine for a hunting patrol.
padding through their territory, he knew that it was a dry season. it was actually pretty scary, as thunderstorms were fairly common in all the territories. one strike of lightning and bam, their pines would go up in flames.
"we'll split up, it'll be easier to get as much prey as we can," he said gently, waving his tail. coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf |
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 27, 2017 20:59:57 GMT -5
SUNDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Thistleclaw, Moosepaw, Crowflight
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Tideslip, Finchpaw
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Cedartwist, Bubblepaw, Hickoryburn
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Dappleswipe, Rowanpaw, Tawnythroat
Dusk Border Patrol: Applebelly, Snakepaw, Thistleclaw
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Crowflight, Dappleswipe, Amberheart
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Fawnstar, Cedartwist
MONDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Applebelly, Cedartwist, Bubblepaw
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Sunstep, Ryepaw, Tideslip
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Kestrelstrike, Amberheart, Tawnythroat
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Crowflight, Dappleswipe, Rowanpaw
Dusk Border Patrol: Hickoryburn, Stonewhisker, Moosepaw
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Snakepaw, Thistleclaw
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Applebelly, Finchpaw
TUESDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Amberheart, Snakepaw, Sunstep
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Crowflight, Hickoryburn
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Kestrelstrike, Stonewhisker, Ryepaw
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Thistleclaw, Moosepaw
Dusk Border Patrol: Crowflight, Tideslip, Amberheart
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Finchpaw, Hickoryburn, Bubblepaw
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Dappleswipe, Rowanpaw
WEDNESDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Crowflight, Fawnstar, Bubblepaw
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Hickoryburn, Dappleswipe
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Tawnythroat, Tideslip, Rowanpaw
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Sunstep, Amberheart
Dusk Border Patrol: Ryepaw, Cedartwist
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Sunstep, Applebelly, Stonewhisker
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Thistleclaw, Hickoryburn, Ryepaw
THURSDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Stonewhisker, Snakepaw
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Tawnythroat, Crowflight
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Ryepaw, Kestrelstrike, Applebelly
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Fawnstar, Rowanpaw, Moosepaw
Dusk Border Patrol: Cedartwist, Dappleswipe, Finchpaw
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Hickoryburn, Crowflight
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Applebelly, Bubblepaw
FRIDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Fawnstar, Cedartwist, Bubblepaw
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Kestrelstrike, Amberheart
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Tideslip, Stonewhisker, Rowanpaw
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Amberheart, Crowflight, Cedartwist
Dusk Border Patrol: Snakepaw, Fawnstar, Moosepaw
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Finchpaw, Applebelly
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Cedartwist, Dappleswipe
SATURDAY
Dawn Border Patrol: Hickoryburn, Stonewhisker, Tideslip
Dawn Hunting Patrol: Sunstep, Amberheart, Moosepaw
Sunhigh Border Patrol: Snakepaw, Amberheart, Tawnythroat
Sunhigh Hunting Patrol: Stonewhisker, Dappleswipe, Rowanpaw
Dusk Border Patrol: Cedartwist, Hickoryburn, Applebelly
Dusk Hunting Patrol: Sunsteo, Thistleclaw
Moonhigh Border Patrol: Applebelly, Finchpaw
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 28, 2017 15:00:22 GMT -5
m i d-m o r n i n g c r o w f l i g h t f o r e s t Crowflight had gone a bit north. The dry pine needles stuck to her paws, aggravating the she-cat. "It's awfully dry. The rain will miss us." she mewed, glancing back in the direction of the clouds. They were close to RiverClan, which she guessed had now been downpoured. The forest in ShadowClan territory had been dry, very dry. The very scare and scattered showers were not helping. The heat was one thing, but when streams start to dry up, that was concerning.
Upon the noise of a lizard moving through the thick leaves, Crowflight remained quiet and swiveled her ears in the direction of her prey. "Got you." she thought to herself as she gracefully slid into a hunter's crouch. She turned and twisted like a snack, sneaking closer and closer to the lizard that scavenged before her. Getting closer, the she-cat lunged forward, batting the lizard against a tree. It was stunned for a moment before trying to dash away, but the black warrior was too quick. She pinned it down, giving a killing bite and thanking StarClan for the prey. Her eyes were wide when she lifted her head, still excited from the hunt. |
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Post by exceed on Aug 28, 2017 16:38:45 GMT -5
s u n s t e p && k e s t r e l s t r i k e -- camp
The two ginger tabbies, despite their differing personalities, were as close as could be. While they did go their separate ways occasionally, it was much more likely to see them together, sticking strong even as most cats whispered about their origins. From no-good, filthy outsiders, they would say. They're going to bring trouble. Don't bring them over. As Sunstep fumed, Kestrelstrike only sighed. Sunstep was the day to Kestrelstrike's night, the fury to his calm. They'd stick together even if nobody else would. They had been lucky that Fawnstar had been kind enough to count them as her children when she was deputy and they were kits from a loner- they'd be forever grateful for her generosity.
Spotting Fawnstar in camp, Sunstep's ears perked and Kestrelstrike's tail swished. "Let's go say hello," Sunstep chirped, cheering up at the sight of their adoptive mother. "Come on, Kestrelstrike!" She laughed at the way her brother rolled his eyes, standing up and making her way over with the other ginger tabby in tow.
"Hello, mother," Sunstep purred loudly, happy to see her. It wasn't often that they could do this, often kept busy by patrols and rebuilding their lives, so it was all the sweeter that they could do this now. She nudged Kestrelstrike with a grin and watched as he murmured a quiet "Hello" before she rubbed her head against Fawnstar in a friendly greeting. "How are you doing?"
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Post by ᵍºʳᵐˡᵉˢˢ on Aug 28, 2017 19:01:53 GMT -5
amberheart - ryepaw - camp Amberheart peeked his broad head slightly from out of the dark greenery of the den, his golden eyes were mere slits as the sunlight beamed downward on to camp from up high. The tom had overslept, as usual, and tried desperately not to get spotted. His eyes darted wildly around camp, looking for any sign of movement. The massive tortoiseshell slowly placed his paws sideways, as he kept close to the den walls. And he slowly made his way across camp. Man! This always happens! Missing patrols, sleeping like a fat old kittypet... Great job, Amberheart! You did it again! The tom scolded himself, still carefully and casually walking closely to the den walls. He froze to glance at the fresh-kill pile. Maybe he could sit there and pretend like he was eating, he could investigate what happened while he was sleeping so he didn't have to ask anybod-
"Ow!" Amberheart froze dead in his tracks as he realized his paw squashed the tail of a dozing Ryepaw. The meager silver tom scrabbled beneath the monumental warrior's paw as Amberheart quickly lashed it away. "Sorry!" He meowed, his extensive feathery ears flatten against his head in worry. Not because of Ryepaw getting hurt, but the amount of fury the little apprentice could unleash.
Ryepaw glared at the warrior, his minty green eyes icy with hate. "You should be! Your fat paws could of flattened me to death!" He hissed, his tail was puffed up wildly now. And the tom stood up and faced the warrior. Amberheart could easily knock down the apprentice if he wanted to, as Ryepaw's ears only reached to Amberheart's shoulders. But Ryepaw never feared any cat no matter how massive if they got in his way. "Well, maybe if you got your big butt out of the clearing, you wouldn't get squashed!" Amberheart narrowed his eyes down at the apprentice. "Cats would be able to sleep in the clearing if we didn't have giant cats like you stomping around!" The two were practically yowling at each other by this point as they continued their endless, pointless bickering. |
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 30, 2017 9:15:04 GMT -5
m i d-m o r n i n g s t o n e w h i s k e r c a m p  The tom's piercing yellow eyes bared down on Amberheart and Ryepaw. "What is this nonsense I hear you spewing out." he spat. Stonewhisker looked agitated, very agitated. It could be due to the tom being woken despite the promise of sleeping until sunhigh. He had stood guard last night and was very tired. You could see his exhaustion past the agitation. Awaiting an answer, the tom sat down, deciding he'd spend a few moments with the younger cats. He had a patrol at dusk, so it wasn't a bother to him. He could sleep longer, but that would cause conflict with his sleeping schedule. |
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Post by flytes, on Aug 30, 2017 11:46:54 GMT -5
Wrenpaw Of course Hickoryburn had a point when he said that she needn't defend her mentor's antics. She nodded once, slowly, as she took his comment to heart. "Even still, it doesn't feel right to disrespect her. She isn't very present, but I am learning a lot when she actually does teach...That counts for something, right?" Wrenpaw was determined to see the best in everyone, even her own mentor, who cared little about anyone other than herself. In some aspects, she could definitely see how Maplelight and Thistleclaw were related, aside from just in looks. Both cats seemed unapproachable, though for different reasons. And although they were siblings, they never spent time together. Wrenpaw couldn't imagine ever disliking her own littermate. Finchpaw was her closest friend.
Hickoryburn confessed his confusion over the draw to medicine and she tipped her head as she considered it. "I guess I just like helping my Clanmates more than hunting and fighting. I know I was always good at it in the nursery, but I just found herbs so much more interesting. And speaking to our ancestors. I just want to help my Clan, but maybe not in the same way that you do." She thought that was a good enough answer.
Finchpaw
Finchpaw was almost alarmed by Fawnstar's arrival. There was a lot of activity around her suddenly between Fawnstar, Moosepaw, and Crowflight, so she fell silent, watching the exchange with her usual expression of surprise. Her eyes tracked to whomever was speaking, eyes flitting over their face before her attention was torn away to study a leaf that fell or a bug that flew by. A white moth danced past and she finally lost her restraint, pelting after it, eyes wide and bright. Her tail was aloft and her dainty white paws danced over the fallen pine needles as she pursued her prey. With a high leap in the air, she twisted and caught the moth with both paws, slapping them together before jamming the bug in her mouth. She landed neatly and crouched to investigate the mouth she'd just captured.
It twitched and jerked around her paws, wings damaged so it was unable to fly. She dabbed a paw at it and jumped away in alarm as it skittered madly around the ground. Her tail puffed up and she pounced on it again, this time squashing it firmly to the ground. She immediately shoved the bug into her mouth and ran back toward her Clanmates, clearly pleased with herself. "I ate a bug!" She puffed her chest out proudly as she paraded past Fawnstar and sat down near Moosepaw again.
THISTLECLAW  Thistleclaw poked his head out of the warriors' den, curling his lip at the arguing Clanmates. He'd woken up at dawn with a headache and their voices were aggravating it. He'd briefly poked his head into the medicine cat den, but their esteemed medicine cat and his own sister, Maplelight, hadn't been in and Wrenpaw had still been asleep. She'd looked exhausted, so he'd elected to just suffer through it. It wasn't the poor apprentice's fault that his sister was useless. Now, he was partially regretting his decision as the daylight made him squint slightly and his denmates screamed back and forth.
He knew he had a patrol to attend to, so he shouldered his way through the argument, striped tail twitching and creamy pelt bristling along his shoulders a tad. The lynx point was known for his grouchy personality. Some said he took the ShadowClan stereotype too far. Others claimed his attitude was only to cover for the fact that he was technically half-Clan. His father, Lynxclaw, had joined ShadowClan to be with Pinenose. He'd never really been trusted by his Clanmates and was ultimately found dead just a few moons later. They never did find out who killed him, though. Still, Thistleclaw had grown up with the whispers of being half-clan and he was determined to prove his loyalty to ShadowClan. While his sister elected to train under their previous medicine cat, Thistleclaw decided to actually be useful to his Clan and dedicated his life to defending it.
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Post by ᵍºʳᵐˡᵉˢˢ on Aug 30, 2017 16:50:33 GMT -5
amberheart - ryepaw - camp The two suddenly froze as they glanced over to see an angry Stonewhisker glaring at them. Embarrassment flushed over the young warrior as Amberheart realized even more cats glaring at him. His thick, fluffy pelt turned hot. What am I doing? Arguing with this little fuzzbrain is pointless! Now I made a fool of myself. He turned to the older warrior, trying hard to look at him in the eye. "Ah. Well..." He started nervously, then glanced sideways at Ryepaw who still glared at him. The apprentice was not embarrassed or ashamed at all! Is he ever remorseful for his actions?
"We just got in a little... argument. I guess we didn't realize how loud we're... Sorry. We apologize." The tortoiseshell tom nodded politely at the older warrior. But Ryepaw sat next to him, hunched over with his silver pelt bristling still glaring at the warrior. Don't apologize for me, you mousebrain! How dare he first step on him while he is sleeping, then continue to make it seem like it was his fault? He would swipe him over the ears if he could!
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Post by exceed on Aug 30, 2017 19:24:18 GMT -5
n i g h t h i s s -- camp
Sometimes, she wished she was still a warrior. She remembered the days of battles, of fighting, of blood flying through the sky. Attacking under the cover of night.
Now, she just laid outside the elder's den, old and unable to walk even to Gatherings thanks to her injuries. She was bitter, she was snappish, but many cats still came to her for advice- one of the oldest cats in the Clans, besides that fool Birchstar in ThunderClan, and the most sane. She could laugh if it wasn't so sad.
Picking over a piece of prey, her eyes scanned over the cats in the area before resting upon Tawnythroat. One who preferred blood over diplomacy, like her, and shared common likes- scaring the young ones, intimidating some of the more skittish cats in the clan. In all, a good cat to spend part of the day with. "Tawnythroat!"
Her voice was enough to cause one of the ginger cats in the clan to look over from where they sat with Fawnstar- traitors, her mind whispered, not true ShadowClan cats. The weak kits of an outsider. However, her gaze quickly turned back to Tawnythroat. "Good to see you up," she said simply, elegant even in old age as she laid in the camp. It was the duty of the younger cats to initiate more interesting paths of conversation, and her reputation as a fearsome warrior was sure to get the tortoiseshell talking. She didn't share the scariest stories with the kits, after all.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 30, 2017 19:44:35 GMT -5
Tawnythroat - Camp ![]() Tawnythroat had been around quite awhile, if the twisted scars on her throat showed any indication, but not nearly as long as the cat who'd called her over. Her mentor, her friend. The one who led her into battle as if they fought hounds of fire and brimstone. Who trained her day and night. Respect for Nighthiss ran deeply and the senior warrior would be taken into the night of no stars if the elder wasn't a cat after her own heart– what with the interest in spooking the young squirming balls of fur some call apprentices and the faint but ever present sense of this-one-has-wounded-before. Tawnythroat would have been thrilled to have such a warrior in her family tree but alas it was never to be.
Padding over, Tawnythroat called out her greeting, "Nighthiss, glad to see you too are up." Perhaps she was old fashioned, perhaps her mind was a storm always centered in we are at war-we were at war-we will be at war and not enough in the "seek peace" attitude she'd seen crop up over the seasons. After all, in a time of peace, what place did a creature of violence have? "What can I do for you, friend?"
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Post by exceed on Aug 30, 2017 21:12:19 GMT -5
n i g h t h i s s -- camp
The dark molly's mouth curled in a smile as her former apprentice walked over. They were both wounded, both scarred, kin in spirit if not blood. They had both killed, spilled blood, had done so many things that weaker cats would cry at hearing. Her head dipped with respect for the younger cat as she came closer, finishing the prey at her feet off before talking at all. She had learned that things were so much better if given time.
"We were never ones for waking late," she murmured agreeably, stretched out in one of the few patches of sun that their camp offered. Her joints were aching, scars were throbbing with the memory of blood and wounds and exhilaration. No matter how much cats said she regretted those days, she and Tawnythroat knew that neither of them did. Tawnythroat would join her in the elder's den soon enough if she wounded herself further- it was just her luck that the tortoiseshell's wounds didn't hamper her as much as Nighthiss' did. Walking was an effort on the worst days, a misery on the best. All Nighthiss could do now is lay and eat and advise the Clan from where she was.
"This reminds me," she hummed, eyes glinting with a rare humor, "of when you were but a little apprentice. Small Tawnypaw, couldn't fight a mouse to save her life, never woke up early. Sure shocked you into a proper warrior, hmm?"
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Aug 31, 2017 8:38:58 GMT -5
{ f a w n s t a r } m i d m o r n i n g c a m p the camp had always been her favorite part of the territory, as it was always lively and bouncing with life. her family meant the world to her- moosepaw wasn't her only kin. moons ago, she'd gotten reports of two kits. she was only a deputy at that time, but she'd taken them under her wing and became a second mother to they. she wasn't their biological mother, but she still cared for them as if they were. sunstep and kestrelflight had grown into strong and fine warriors- they meant the world to her.
hearing pawsteps pad up to her, she let out a purr and turned towards them. her two children were greeting her and she enjoyed moments like this. "good morning my dears," she purred and dipped her head to her two children. "i'm doing great, how did you two sleep?" she was very proud of the warriors they'd turned into.
"where did the time go, i remember when you both were such lively little kits. had me on my toes. you still do," she smiled happily and gave them both a lick on their cheeks, purring.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 31, 2017 11:01:12 GMT -5
m i d-m o r n i n g s t o n e w h i s k e r c a m p His gaze softening, the warrior sighed. He was still annoyed, but his grumpiness subsided at the same realization Amberheart had. Getting into the argument was pointless and instead, he'd settle it without berating the two younger cats. "Ryepaw, you shouldn't be sleeping out here. You should sleep in the den or near the place the elders sunbathe." he informed, his voice naturally gruff. He prodded the tom to get up. Stonewhisker turned to Amberheart. "Now from what I heard, you stepped on him. Ryepaw isn't that small, so be careful of where you walk next time." he told the warrior, keeping his stern look. |
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Post by exceed on Sept 1, 2017 12:44:31 GMT -5
s u n s t e p && k e s t r e l s t r i k e -- camp
Kestrelstrike smiled warmly even as Sunstep kept purring, delighted to see their adopted mother. "We slept well," he said softly, dipping his head. He was always the reserved one, compared to his sister- stepping back just a bit even as she went all in. His smile widened a bit as he watched Sunstep rub her head a bit on Fawnstar. "Did you sleep well?"
"Where were you? Did you go on a patrol or head out of camp?" Sunstep's chirps were much louder, drawing the attention of Nighthiss- making Kestrelstrike wince before the elder turned away- it was best when Nighthiss wasn't focused on them. She had the focus of a hawk, the venom of a deadly snake, and she had been their most fearsome fighter back in the day. Scary.
"Don't crowd her too much," he murmured with a smile, seeing his sister frown at him before shaking her head, turning back, and purring more as she kept talking- asking Fawnstar about how she was, what she had been doing, and updating her on what they had done since they had last talked for a while.
Sunstep was loud enough for the two of them, and cheery enough to match.
Too much to handle unless one was Fawnstar or Kestrelstrike.
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Sept 1, 2017 19:40:37 GMT -5
a n n o u n c e m e n t Tomorrow at 5 P.M. EST, we will be having the Gathering. You may take two warriors with you. Please post on the main page prior to this time. ShadowClan will begin first. Two leaders may be absent, and in response, the deputy and secondary leader will be taking over for those two Clans during the Gathering. Next week will be the Half-Moon Gathering. Medicine cats and their apprentices will meet at the Moonpool, the time is to be discussed. |
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