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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 17:16:06 GMT -5
Either one is fine with me - whichever you have the most muse for uwu
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2017 17:17:40 GMT -5
(Okay Feathertalon, I think Stickfur would work in that case. Do you want to start or should I? Also, I’ll be away for about an hour soon so I won’t reply much.)
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 17:20:37 GMT -5
Sounds good! I can start if you'd like c:
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2017 17:21:30 GMT -5
(Sure Feathertalon, you can start when you like.)
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 17:21:58 GMT -5
I have cloudwhisker, hollyfrost, snowberry, firepaw, batfrost and whisperleaf open
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 17:22:19 GMT -5
alrighty! i'm gonna add starters for Hummingfrost and Chickenpaw as well, so it may take a bit
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2017 17:22:56 GMT -5
(Ack, sorry. I got to go for an hour! Feathertalon, you can post a starter but I might not reply for a while. -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾, that’s great! I still have Thornwhisker if you want to interact with her.)
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 17:25:45 GMT -5
When Featherpool get back I'm actually down to rp our two meddie babes together c': because i plan to have her come back with no herbs and she could consult thorn for advice to find them or ask for help
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2017 17:26:50 GMT -5
(Okay, that works for me -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾! As I said earlier, I’m about to leave for an hour or two soI might not be back for a while)
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 17:30:13 GMT -5
[ No worries! c: ]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 18:22:28 GMT -5
Hickoryburn This land was still so new to him. He knew deep down that this was where WindClan belonged, but some part of him told him that this was wrong. Even out in the open moor he felt confined with two other Clans right beside them and the third just right there. Was his subconscious trying to tell him that he would rather WindClan be a solitary Clan for the rest of its existence? ... Possibly. And truth be told, he had enjoyed the travelling they had done. He had been born a nomad, his mother and father a nomad before him. It was his lifestyle. Settling down in a permanent territory was going to take some getting used to, but he supposed that as long as his Clan was safe, then he was content.
With a new territory, however, came new responsibilities. The moors needed to be marked to show that they finally had an owner.
Deciding to do that, Hickoryburn began to look around camp in search of another warrior to tag along. This was still uncharted territory. It was WindClan's, but unknown. He needed another warrior to go with him in case something went wrong while he was out of camp. Predators could be lurking just about anywhere. Hickoryburn knew this territory as much as he knew how to fish. So to put it frankly he knew nothing about these moors so far.
He perked up when he spotted a familiar gray pelt. Stickfur would make for a good patrol partner.
Hickoryburn padded over to the other tom, tail held up in greeting. "Mind going on a patrol with me? I figured some cats should start marking the borders." Chickenpaw He had never been more confused in his life than when he had woken up.
Chickenpaw jumped out of his nest, fur on edge and green eyes wide with fright. Where was he? This land wasn't what he was used to looking at. Where was the little pebble that stood outside the make-shift apprentices' den? Man, that pebble had been his favorite... And where was Firepaw's nest that was usually beside his own? Now the nests were more spaced out. Gorsepaw's nest was waaaaay over there, and it seemed like Firepaw's nest was scooted closer to Gorsepaw's nest now. ...Were they trying to get away from him? No, no. Think logically, he told himself. This den was just larger than what they were used to. It allowed them to have more room to sleep in their nests now.
Then it hit him.
The day before they had made it to the moors. The moors where WindClan truly belonged. Chickenpaw's fur was now puffed out in excitement. WindClan had made it home! The skinny black and white tom gave a little bounce as he bounded out of the apprentices' den. He looked up at the blue sky, his breath puffing out in little white clouds. This is our home! He thought to himself with pride. WindClan made it home! Hummingfrost This new nursery was very nice. It still needed some work to be done on it, but it had a lot of promise. Hummingfrost couldn't wait for there to be kits in the Clan so they could enjoy this lovely space just for them. Maybe the first kits born here will be my kits... It was a very nice thought for the silver furred tabby. All she had ever wanted in life was to become a mother and raise her own kits. Even when she had been a little kitten she knew from the start that she wanted to stay in the nursery and help out with the youngest members of the Clan. She wanted to raise her own litters and help out other queens with their own litters. She also made a point of visiting the elders at least once a day. She cared for the oldest cats in the Clan just as much as she cared for the youngest. Having been allowed the rank of a permanent queen, Hummingfrost did her job by taking care of those who couldn't leave camp. It was a job she adored.
Right now, though, Hummingfrost was planning on leaving camp. Well, not that she was going to go far from camp, she was just going to look around the moors for a bit to see if she could find any moss or feathers to place in the nursery. She'd gather extra to bring back to the elders' den as well. This would be a great way for her to stretch her legs and get familiar with the new territory. But she knew for a fact that she wasn't going to go out there alone. She had warrior training, but she was weak with her blows and slow to the draw. She would be dead within seconds if she ran into anything remotely dangerous.
Knowing how she was going to now spend her day, the tabby molly began to search for a cat to bring along with her, a very distant part of her wishing she would find Iceclaw rummaging about in camp so she could ask him to tag along.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 19:50:27 GMT -5
Featherpool || Thunderclan Territory -- { Feathertalon }
Featherpool narrowed her eyes and carefully leaped her way over the stream. She turned to look at Dimheart, hoping she'd follow right after. A sigh left the she-cat's maw as she paced up the streambank. "I know how dangerous it is, coming onto Thunderclan territory, but I wanted to see if they have any Catmint. We need it. When we traveled before, Rainstar fell ill, and I had none to help him. So he lost a life." As much as Featherpool didn't like her leader, she still respected him. He deserved that much since he had earned his leader title.
Shifting on her paws, she began to trot towards the forest, feeling a little more warm from the cover of the trees. "I heard stories of Thunderclan being sheltered by trees. Do you think they sleep in them?" She asked. Featherpool felt like a kit. That was kind of a stupid question, wasn't it? Yeah, kind of.
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Rainstar || Windclan Territroy -- { Headphone Actor }
Rainstar nodded slowly in an answer to the toms question. "It's just clan business. I'd rather not everycat hear my words. They will later on, once Featherpool and Dimheart have returned." The leader told the senior warrior before leading the way out of the Windclan camp. Letting himself stop for a moment, the breeze ruffled up his gray pelt before he continued on, his ears and eyes alert. Once he knew they were out of ear shot from any other cat, he turned his attention back to Thistleshine.
"I wanted to talk to you about choosing a deputy. The clan has gone long enough since Adderslash died. We need a new deputy. Handling all the patrols is getting to me, and I need assistance." Rainstar started before coming closer to the thunderpath that ended their territory, leaving a few scent markers, gesturing for Thistleshine to do the same.
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Sorry these are so short. ;C
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 20:07:58 GMT -5
How could a cat live under so many trees? It looked like it would be too hard to maneuver through the dense brush of it all. Burrs and thorns were bound to get tangled all up in a feline's pelt in all of that mess. The idea of that was not pleasing to Dimheart at all. How ThunderClan cats did it, she had no idea.
Now across the stream Dimheart could see that the forest only grew thicker from here. She let out a slow huff. Was Featherpool planning to venture through all of that? Dimheart hoped not.
As the medicine cat apprentice spoke up, Dimheart found her gaze glancing up at the trees. Her tail flicked as she thought about the possibility of a ThunderClan cat jumping down from the trees above. The thought amused her. "They've probably turned into owls and roost in the branches," the tabby teased, amber eyes still scanning the branches above just in case there was an enemy warrior up there.
After a moment of checking the trees and deciding everything was clear up there, Dimheart looked around the brush once more. She felt herself come to a pause when the bright color of green caught her attention - something was growing and alive, not dead and brittle like everything else. "Featherpool," she called out, gesturing with her tail toward the bright green plant, "is that something useful?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2017 20:13:02 GMT -5
Twigfur - Camp - Feathertalon Twigfur, as usual, was grooming himself. Not a hair out of place, and absolutely no tangles in his amazingly clean masterpiece. He looked down at his tail and began to smooth it down with brisk licks. What a great day to be cleaning, he thought to himself. He didn’t expect anyone to approach him such as Hickoryburn, but he supposed that today was different. “Hmm?” He mumbled. “Patrol” The words that the other tom spoke suddenly rang clearly through his mind. A patrol meant dirty fur and that would mean he would have to clean himself once more... What a hassle. Hickoryburn seemed nice, he didn’t want to appear too kind though as kindness meant being low class. Obviously Hickoryburn would take that as a sign of weakness, and weakness is an imperfection, and imperfections -
Twigfur stopped himself. He was always prone to this, and was annoyed at it for being so... annoying. His thoughts strayed easily. Now, what was his clanmate saying? Trying to register the words again, he wrinkled his nose. “Other cats, marking the borders. Marking the borders? Oh yes, of course! I sure can go with you, but, uh... Wouldn’t we get tangles in our pelts and have to clean them all over again?” A shudder went through Twigfur’s body, one of distaste. The dirt, and mud, and him having to rethink his perfect lazy cleaning day made him mildly angry at Hickoryburn. Rethinking things was a sign of low class. He couldn’t show that, obviously. he liked to be alone, this was too stressful.
“Yes, of course.”
He really didn’t mean to say that.
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Post by glub on Dec 19, 2017 20:15:08 GMT -5
(oops is it too late for me to join)
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 20:16:24 GMT -5
it's never too late to join c:
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Post by glub on Dec 19, 2017 20:32:28 GMT -5
(Alright! But dumb question coming in - I post my forum in the Joining forum right? I'm assuming because it is called the joining forum. Sorry, I've just never had different threads for the same fanclan before!)
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 20:34:28 GMT -5
Perhaps he should have looked for another cat to bring along. Oh well, it was too late now.
Hickoryburn was going to make the best of this. He offered a forced smile to the other tom, his face contorted in a way that practically screamed of his unfamiliarity with smiling. He was trying though, he really was. Hickoryburn wanted to be friendly even if he was quite the awkward one when it came to being social. He was working on his social skills, though. He was a senior warrior, for StarClan's sake, so he needed to know how to properly interact with other warriors.
Marking borders was something new to Hickoryburn. WindClan had never had to really worry about borders on their journey to find the other Clans. Now it was important to make sure their territory was marked and secured. No cat could trespass into the moors. This was how it was supposed to be. A sudden urge to protect these moors, no matter how new they were, flared through Hickoryburn. Something instinctual prickled at his pelt - this moor belonged to WindClan and no other cat could have it.
With this newfound protectiveness over the moors, the ruddy tomcat was more than ready to head out of camp. He flicked an ear at Stickfur as the tom rambled on about muddled pelts and whatnot. "Well, if you're careful you may not get any tangles in your pelt." Hickoryburn sounded unsure of himself, but he wanted to give Stickfur some consultation about the whole thing.
With Stickfur agreeing to join the make-shift patrol, Hickoryburn turned on his paws to start walking out of camp. "We'll head for the RiverClan border, okay?" That sounded like a good place to start. Camp wasn't too far away and there shouldn't be anything for the two toms to worry about on their way there.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 20:35:04 GMT -5
not a dumb question at all! but yeah, you put your joining forms there c:
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Post by glub on Dec 19, 2017 20:35:57 GMT -5
(Okay, thank you!)
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 20:39:17 GMT -5
No problem~ c;
love the avatar by the way ;D
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 20:59:11 GMT -5
[ just be sure to read over the rules carefully! c: ]
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Post by Headphone Actor on Dec 19, 2017 21:32:21 GMT -5
Thistleshine ---> Rainstar { -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 }Thistleshine was perplexed, and this much was broadcasted onto the silver tom's face as he paused to mark the border. A strong, proud scent mark. They weren't hiding.
But back to the matter, why was Rainstar telling him about this?
"It would wear on a cat, all alone, wouldn't it?" Thistleshine could believe that much, at least. Rainstar seemed to have aged massively since he was given his nine lives, and it was a bizarre thought when he considered that the grey tom was actually younger than him.
"So who did you have in mind? Hareskip? Crowfrost? Hollyfrost?"
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 22:03:13 GMT -5
Featherpool || Thunderclan Territory -- { Feathertalon }
Tasting the air made her all the more worried. She couldn't really scent any herbs. Featherpool turned her attention to the green plants that Dimheart found. Rushing over, she gave an almost too excited sniff, only to be let down. Shaking her head, her tail drooped. "No good. They're dock leaves, but they're still budding and aren't going to be any use to use yet. It'd kill them if we picked it." She sighed before looking up the stream way.
Glancing back at Dimheart, she flicked her tail. "Let's head up more. Maybe theres something up the stream bank." Her mew was filled with hope. She didn't want to go back to Thornwhisker empty paw'd. So, she had to hope.
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Rainstar || Windclan Territory -- { Headphone Actor }
Rainstar purred softly and shook his head. "Remember when we were kits? You said 'when I'm leader I'll make you my deputy'?" The gray tom meowed as he walked further up their territory. He shook himself out before placing another scent marker. He needed the other clans to know that Windclan was back and ready to defend themselves.
"I beat you to leader. And now... I want you to become my deputy, Thistleshine." Rainstar stated. He was being straight up and honest. Thistleshine was the first cat he went to, and he always trusted him with his remaining lives. The gray tabby stopped and turned towards Thistleshine. He disregarded the toms suggestions as deputy for the time being, and only considered them if Thistleshine declined his offer to be his deputy. "I wanted you to know first. And to fully agree with my choice before I call a clan meeting."
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Post by Headphone Actor on Dec 19, 2017 22:15:46 GMT -5
Thistleshine ---> Rainstar { -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 }It took Thistleshine a moment to process. He stared blankly at his old friend for a long time, his pale green eyes confused."Me? What? Are you sure?"Sure, they had been friends since they were kits, and he trusted Rainstar almost completely, but...Prove you're not your brother."I mean, if you're sure, I accept. But..." The silver tom's ears flattened in doubt.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 22:21:09 GMT -5
Rainstar ||Windclan Territory -- { Headphone Actor }
Rainstar sighed. "I-I made mistakes when I started off as leader. You know that. I don't trust any other cat more than I trust you. You could lead the clan better than I ever have. You are strong, wise and careful." He mewed before sitting down to talk to Thistleshine instead of getting side tracked with the border. "Windclan needs a deputy. You're the right choice. Starclan had sent me a sign. A sign of who will be deputy. They brought me to a large bush, a thistle bush, and whispered, 'here is your deputy'. I know it's you, Thistleshine." Rainstar continued, growing hopeful that He would agree and take the position. "They need a cat like you to help me lead. I can't do it on my own."
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Post by Headphone Actor on Dec 19, 2017 22:36:42 GMT -5
Thistleshine ---> Rainstar { -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 } Thistleshine fought down a small purr, then. "Then it sounds like I should accept, huh?" He butted his head against the dark grey tom's shoulder, then. "I'd be glad to serve as your deputy, Rainstar. You've had to make some hard choices, but you've stuck to them, old friend. And that's a fantastic trait in a leader." Thistleshine's eyes glittered with mischief. "The Clans won't ever know what hit them, between the two of us."
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Dec 19, 2017 22:47:02 GMT -5
Rainstar || Windclan Territory -- { Headphone Actor }
The nudge left the gray tabby purring. He'd be leading beside his best friend. This was what they were meant to do. Lead Windclan, together. He was happy that Thistleshine didn't deny or decline his offer. It left him feeling sort of relaxed and at ease. "Sounds, great, friend. I'll call a clan meeting once we get back. This deserves to be announced to everyone, now that you've agreed. I can't wait to lead Windclan to victory with you, Thistleshine. It's what you and I were destined to do." Rainstar meowed wholeheartedly. He stood back up on his paws, pressed his nose to Thistleshine's cheek, before pulling back and going to continue to mark the border.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 19, 2017 22:50:59 GMT -5
This was one of the many reasons why Dimheart would make a terrible medicine cat. Even up close she had no idea that the dock was still trying to grow and wasn’t ready to be picked. If it had been up to her she would have plucked the plant right out of the ground and taken it back to camp.
The molly flicked her tail. She felt somewhat bad to let Featherpool’s hopes get up like that, but what could she have done differently? She knew little to nothing about herbs. At least she was trying to help.
”We’ll find herbs, I’m sure of it,” mewed Dimheart as she stepped over to Featherpool. Before she knew it she nuzzled the dark furred molly over the cheek. Dimheart took a moment to take in the medicine cat’s scent. A purr trickled against her throat as the familiar scents of herbs and honey blanketed her. If only I could tell you, Featherpool, how much I adore you. After a moment Dimheart pulled away, coming back to her senses. She felt her ears grow hot and she instantly leaned down to lap at her chest fur. She had to keep it together. There was no way she could let her feelings get the best of her. Not now, not ever.
Clearing her throat, the warrior agreed to Featherpool’s plan. ”Right, let’s head there then.”
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Post by Headphone Actor on Dec 19, 2017 22:56:36 GMT -5
Thistleshine ---> Rainstar { -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 }Thistleshine trotted after the grey tom, marking the border whenever he did.
"All fluffy feelings aside, Rainstar, what are we going to do with the other clans?" He questioned, flicking his ears. "They're unlikely to be thrilled when they figure out we're back, so how are we going to go about this?" It seemed like a reasonable question to ask.
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