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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 17:18:15 GMT -5
A soft sob ripped from the slender queen as the burial words were finally spoken, hiding her face in her paws as she struggled to hold herself together. Shivers broke out across Morningflight's small frame, what little words she was able to get out, the only comprehensible or audible ones were something along the lines of her begging for forgiveness to be bestowed upon her tiny daughter.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 17:21:33 GMT -5
>> Ooc << >> RP << Lichenpaw nodded in greeting to the she cat, "of course there is enough for both of you." She flicked her tail towards the pile at Nighttail's feet. She contemplated on whether she should journey with him, Starclan hasn't spoken to her or any of the other medicine cats in a while. She shuffled her paws, "Umm I was wondering if I could go with you guys." She mewed hopefully, what if Starclan only gave them their lives and doesn't speak with them about what to do next. But if a medicine cat goes they will surly talk to me.
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 17:24:31 GMT -5
Ben (Singedfoot)| Male | 28 Moons | loner/Riverclan | straight A tall and slender young tom, he has a pale ginger pelt splashed white at the chest, muzzle and paws giving him the appearance of a lightly burned marhsmellow and with dark green eyes. He is a quiet young tom, who prefers to keep himself to himself but has a good heart beneath it all. He will protect what he believes in to the death, and can be quick to become frustrated.
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Post by Brownie on Dec 13, 2017 17:26:44 GMT -5
[ I'm good with an assigned mentor for Sage, she needs someone to at least get her on her paws again ]
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 17:32:26 GMT -5
>> Ooc << Littleflower When you say he likes to keep to himself, you do mean his just a private guy? >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 17:32:57 GMT -5
(yep, which is why I assume they're loners right now)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 17:33:58 GMT -5
>> Ooc << ill pm you the full back story >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 17:46:47 GMT -5
(cool! would you like to start?)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 17:48:53 GMT -5
>> Ooc << AIR I HAVE A PLOT I JUST THOUGHT ABOUT >> RP << Wren turned to look at ben, her eyes scared and worried. "What if we never find the clans?" She looked from side to side, everything looked so familiar. It had been a moon since their twoleg had abandon them, she looked down at her belly; she was about read to pop. As they walked along the Thunderpath Wren spotted a twoleg house, which was nestled by a huge lake. Her eyes widened and she instantly got excited. She quicken her pace, "Let try over at that two leg place." She started to mew before a sharp pain ran through her belly, the she cat collasp from the pain.
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 17:52:30 GMT -5
Watching his mate with a level of amusement at her excitement, he kept his pace a little more cautious. Worried as to the dangers which may live within this strange place, he was careful to keep pace with his heavily pregnant mate. Which wasn't too hard considering his taller size and how heavy she was which slowed her pace considerably. He warned with a firm tone of voice, though it couldn't have been described as unkind. "Don't over exert yourself, Wren," he said looking concerned.
Twitching his ginger ears he seemed less certain, "I don't know. I thought clan cats stay away from two legs as a general rule," he would have said something further when he saw his mate collapse, and was beside her within an instant. Panic lighting his gaze. "What's wrong?" He demanded in terror, running his nose through her fur as he tried to nudge her back to her paws. Not wanting her vulnerable in this strange place. "Is it the kits?"
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 13, 2017 17:53:26 GMT -5
((I'd be okay with Mossheart mentoring Sagepaw, Brownie! It might be a little awkward, since she'd have ignored her for a couple days in favor of Whorlkit, but I'd be willing to work with it. xD))
Larkstep- Windclan Warrior Gathering Island with Ravensoar
Glad that Ravensoar had taken a bite, albeit a touch awkwardly, the tom's ears perked up and he settled to help himself to some of the prey. It was stale and soft, much unlike the tough sinewy texture of rabbit, but he wasn't too picky about that. He agreed; fish wasn't even something deserving of the title 'food'. Larkstep couldn't help but snort at the she-cat's deadpan delivery, hesitant to laugh over fear of losing his relatively stable composure. "Well, at least Windclan and Shadowclan can agree on one thing in life," he snickered roughly, grinning. In all honesty, the two clans hardly interacted and didn't share many tensions; they lived on opposite sides of the territory, making it difficult to really know anyone or cause conflict. The tom finished his share and drew his tongue across his lips in satisfaction as he thought about it.
In fact, Larkstep merely recognized the she-cat, but only from the gatherings that he had managed to attend. As far as he knew, the black and white cat was just another nameless clan cat. "Thanks for the mouse," he rasped, blinking gratefully and swiping a paw across his face. He wasted no time, however. "What's your name? I think I recognize you, but..." he trailed off for a moment, taking time to pass a couple coughs out of his lungs. Regaining control of his throat, he made another quick quip. "I can tell you're from Shadowclan, though; yuck!" he teased, making face as though he couldn't bear the smell wafting off of her, still grinning playfully.
He knew some cats seemed to have animosity towards each other still, and somewhat hoped that this she-cat wasn't in the same situation. Considering the rough time Larkstep had been having, both fighting for his life and dealing with the loss of his clan, he couldn't find it in himself to think any ill will of the cats of other clans. In his head, he playfully made note that he was at the gathering island, after all; senseless conflict didn't seem to have any use..
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Post by Brownie on Dec 13, 2017 17:59:31 GMT -5
[ that actually works perfectly since she's been working to avoid everything since things have settled down. Nice ]
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 18:04:22 GMT -5
>> Ooc << So wren and ben are close to the riverclan camp... who has a cat that is free that can hear wren howls of pain. >> RP << Wren looked up at her mate with a painful expression, "It's time." Her voice was distorted by her heavy breathing, she got a moment of relief only to be followed by another sharp pain, but this time the she cat howled in pain. The day had come when she would be able to finally meet their little ones. She struggled to her paws with her mates help, "We have to find the clans and fast." She mewed between gritted teeth. Ben was right, clan cats do stay away from twolegs; she just hoped they found them soon.
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 18:06:57 GMT -5
Fear lit the young tom as he did his best to help keep his mate stable, despite the fact his own paws too were now beginning to tremble from panic at his kitting mate. Pressing his nose into her belly fur, he forced his tone to come out as calm as he was capable of making it. "Everything's going to be fine, we'll get to camp and they'll be safe." He said firmly, refusing to let anything happen to the cats he loved more than anything else, the unborn kits included.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 18:07:53 GMT -5
>> Ooc << Omg they are already so cute. But im going to wait until someone replies to my question about having a free cat open to find them. >> RP <<
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 13, 2017 18:12:13 GMT -5
A soft sob ripped from the slender queen as the burial words were finally spoken, hiding her face in her paws as she struggled to hold herself together. Shivers broke out across Morningflight's small frame, what little words she was able to get out, the only comprehensible or audible ones were something along the lines of her begging for forgiveness to be bestowed upon her tiny daughter. ((Ahh, I missed this, sorry. q.q I'm also gonna let Air reply before I move any further!))
Flurryfoot- Riverclan Medicine cat Out of camp with Morningflight and Yellowstar
Flurryfoot's eyes cast over the grief-stricken mother, knowing all too well that she blamed herself for the kit's death. In a way, she almost thought Yellowstar's response was more accurate -- it was the medicine cat's responsibility to ensure the safety and well-being of kits, not the mother's. There was nothing Morningflight could have done to keep herself from kitting, except not endure a fire; that was an impossible feat. Of course, she wasn't trying to blame herself for Pebblekit's death; in her heart, Flurryfoot knew that there was nothing to do to stop the kit's untimely demise, but it didn't stop the ache that crawled across her head and into her stomach telling her that she could have done better.
Yellowstar's outburst hadn't been a welcome one, but it was one that Flurryfoot still took to heart, even if he managed to apologize afterwards.
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 18:17:41 GMT -5
Straightening she forced herself to stop crying in spite of the urge to curl up in a corner and just die alone, it felt like the only fate fitting for the fact she'd lost her kit. Her eyes were dark with grief and tears, the mourning queen didn't seem to be thinking entirely straight. She'd lost so much, and now her own daughter was among the deaths that were racking up. She looked to the sky and prayed her own mother was watching them, and would guide the paws of her tiny daughter.
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Post by Brownie on Dec 13, 2017 18:21:14 GMT -5
[ I put Reed out that direction for the purpose of finding people if need be so he's totally available for that role.
I gotta go eat some dinner but I can make up a follow up for that right after. ]
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Post by Aɪʀ on Dec 13, 2017 18:26:44 GMT -5
» Sorry for poofing! I've been planning a few things for the future, as well as working on a short story for Yellowstar, muahaha...
Apprentices & Mentors will be added to the front page shortly. Here's the listing:
Sagepaw -> Mossheart (requested) Troutpaw -> Wolffang (both are relatively reserved) Minnowpaw -> Mistyheart (teach her some compassion >:I yeah) Hazelpaw -> Sandruffle (Sand can teach Hazel to not be a lil butt)
Had to do a bit of research to match these, hope I did okay asdfgfdsa Was really hard because I didn't want to cross-match RPers and stuff. Any objections? Also I'll respond in a bit, gonna make dinner first. «
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Post by Aɪʀ on Dec 13, 2017 18:29:03 GMT -5
>> Ooc << AIR I HAVE A PLOT I JUST THOUGHT ABOUT >> RP << Wren turned to look at ben, her eyes scared and worried. "What if we never find the clans?" She looked from side to side, everything looked so familiar. It had been a moon since their twoleg had abandon them, she looked down at her belly; she was about read to pop. As they walked along the Thunderpath Wren spotted a twoleg house, which was nestled by a huge lake. Her eyes widened and she instantly got excited. She quicken her pace, "Let try over at that two leg place." She started to mew before a sharp pain ran through her belly, the she cat collasp from the pain. » AAAAH WHAT IS IT? Is she giving birth? «
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 18:30:35 GMT -5
(YES. ALSO ME AND DAG ARE WAITING WHEN YOUR READY WHY ARE WE ALL YELLING? XD)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 13, 2017 18:38:57 GMT -5
>> Ooc << Yes she is giving birth but thats not the plot.... I DON"T KNOW
So Ben's mother lives in the twoleg place by the old clan territory. I was thinking that Ben's mother had a forbidden romance with someone from the clans possible either Riverclan or Windclan, but she ends up having a little of three kits, one day her mate came to her and told them she was leaving, (They left before the kits were born) she had told Ben stories of the clan cats, but never told him he had family...I was wondering if the father of ben is still alive and then when he comes to the clan and tells them that His mother told them about it, his father is like wait what? >> RP <<
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Post by Aɪʀ on Dec 13, 2017 18:52:16 GMT -5
» Cus yelling is fuuuuunn Also, what's Wren's relationship with the clans so that I know for plot purposes? «
Nighttail nudged some of the herbs over to Flamerose, wanting to relish in the sight of her cringing at their bitter taste before trying his own.
He lapped up hi portion, his face twisting in disgust as he forced himself to swallow them. "Eck..." He wiggled his nose, trying to regain his composure. "They couldn't taste any worse." Despite the foul flavor, their juices alone were already giving the scrawny tom a bit of his strength back. His flexed his claws, testing the extent of how effective the herbs were as he waited for Flamerose to eat her fill.
Lichenpaw's question caught the tom off-guard, and he glanced sideways at Flamerose. He didn't want any cats hindering their travel, but he felt it wasn't his call to make. He stayed silent, resisting the urge to protest allowing Lichenpaw to come with.
Yellowstar gently grabbed Pebblekit's scruff from Morningflight's grasp, dangling her over the hole as he stared down into its empty depths with a blank expression. A very long time passed before the tom moved again, slowly easing the little kit into the ground. His prayers were silent, wishing for the small she-kit to find happiness in her safe home in StarClan. He rested her in the hole and drew his paw over her thin fur, a silent farewell from the mourning father.
He pushed dirt back into the hole, filling it up and covering the lost kit forever. Once finished, he glanced to the other she-cats silently, his expression solemn and exhausted. "Shells," he murmured softly, slowly swiveling his head around to search the lake bed. "Marbles..."
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Post by Aɪʀ on Dec 13, 2017 18:54:01 GMT -5
» Oh Snapple apple. So much drama asdfghgfds That's an interesting idea «
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Post by Aɪʀ on Dec 13, 2017 18:55:09 GMT -5
» PLOTTWIST YELLOWSTAR'S THE FATHER, BUAHAHA «
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 18:56:44 GMT -5
Lowering her head she watched the burial in silence, her heart breaking into a thousand pieces as she watched the kit be covered up forever. Knowing all too well that once everything was back to normal again, and her clan returned to its normal home, if not leaving the territories all together to find a new home to be safe. She would never be able to come here again, to mourn and keep her daughter in her heart. She lowered herself to the ground, staying where she was for a moment. Staring at the fresh mound with tearful expression, uncertain of what to say to either of them.
When her mate began to search around, she twitched her ears at him. Wondering what in the name of starclan he could be doing, not understanding the strange antics of the other clan. She was about to say something, when she heard the scream ricochet through the air and jerked upright in surprise. Looking to the medicine cat and leader in astonishment.
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Post by Winona on Dec 13, 2017 19:14:19 GMT -5
((Oh my gosh, so much drama. XD
;-; This burial is sad.))
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 13, 2017 19:20:42 GMT -5
Flurryfoot- Riverclan Medicine cat Out of camp with Morningflight and Yellowstar
Flurryfoot agreed with Yellowstar, and joined him to search for various stones. She kicked herself mentally, upset for having left the pebble she thought about giving to dead kit in her den. There were plenty of rocks and shells along the shore, however, and it wasn't worth the stress. The medicine cat glanced at him as she picked along the shore, her claws scrabbling into the dirt for the shining stones. He was fixated, so Flurryfoot decided to keep her tongue tucked between her teeth; she didn't want to stir him up in the fragile state. The water lapped at the shore and close to her paws, running the dirt away and leaving the stones clean. She was about to offer Yellowstar a reassuring statement, but was cut off by a shriek that carried out over the territory.
Every fiber of the medicine cat's being snapped at that moment, forcing her to wrench her attention from the task at hand. She wanted to yowl in frustration; she was tired, stressed and on the point of an emotional breakdown. The last thing that Flurryfoot wanted was another disaster to handle. She stiffened in her spot, glancing between the two cats. "We will finish here," she assured them, her eyes firm as she shifted them between the parents, "Only then will we investigate the scream. When we are done, Morningflight, you will go back to the medicine den with your kits, understood?"
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 13, 2017 19:24:37 GMT -5
She looked to the medicine cat with panic lighting her dark gaze, "Someone needs help," she stammered though it broke her heart to say it. "Your tasks are meant for the living, not the passed. Go help, we can come back and finish." Morningflight flinched at her own words, even if they were surprisingly brave considering what they had been through. She stood from the little mound which marked her daughter's resting place and looked to the medicine cat insistently. "Someone could be hurt."
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