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Post by Roseheart on Jan 2, 2018 16:15:15 GMT -5
Gooseflight's ears twitched at the sound of a squirrel bouncing through the forest floor in search of food. She dropped into a hunters crouch and stalked behind a bush, the squirrel was just on the other side. She waited for it to turn it's back, then leaped through the thin bush, landing on the squirrel's back. She picked up her catch and gazed around. I wonder if that scared everything away.. She buried her squirrel in a pile of leves and continued farther into the territory. She got to the border and listened one more, after a few heartbeats she began to turn away before she heard a rustle. She dropped back into a crouch and stalked the noise, she startled as she came up on a bird as it flew away with a screech.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2018 16:31:36 GMT -5
Grasspaw looked back for a moment and dipped her head. “Thank you for trusting me, Dapplesky,” she mewed before she padded out of camp briskly. Now, now, now... Watermint was usually found by streams or by damp earth. She could most definitely find some by the stream that went over FireClan’s territory, she noted. Paws moving quickly, Grasspaw sniffed the air for the familiar scent of water and immediately made a beeline towards the stream that she couldn’t see but that she could smell. Soon she reached it and heard the trickling from behind a tree. Moving over, Grasspaw began to forage around near the stream by the bank. Many scents began to confuse her but she managed to isolate the one of watermint from the rest for a mere second. Even that second helped her know where to find some, and Grasspaw looked beside an old and slightly oddly places log to find a clump of fresh green watermint. Making sure to not pluck the whole plant out, she carefully nipped off some stalks and carried them in her jaws as she padded back to camp as quickly as she could.
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Post by Roseheart on Jan 2, 2018 16:41:54 GMT -5
Gooseflight let out a quiet hiss of annoyance as the bird flew away alarming all of the prey in earshot, they would be hiding now. "Fox dung." She cursed before turning away from the border. Before she could walk away she heard the crunch of a leaf, and in an instant a strange cat drug her down. She screeched in surprise as claws dug into her shoulder. "Don't think about running, or I'll tear your pelt off." The loner hissed into her ear. He looked around to be sure there were no other cats with her. "Are you one of those clan cats?" He asked. Gooseflight hissed,"I may be, what's it to you? Filthy rogue." She dug her claws into the ground and flung herself up, throwing the tom off. She turned back to face him, her teeth bared. "Get off this territory, before I give you scar you'll never forget!"
(I wanted to make a rogue, if fire doesn't care)
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Post by Roseheart on Jan 2, 2018 22:35:45 GMT -5
Storm || Tom || 30 moons || Loner || Storm is a rather bulky, broad shouldered tom. He has mostly black fur with a little white bolt on his chest. He has rather oddly attractive amber eyes. || Storm is a cat that most cats don't understand. He is cool headed, and hardly ever shows emotions, yet his deep voice is oddly calming. He is very self-confident, and sometimes a bit conceited. He is also ambitious, usually in a good way, and smart. He is always looking to gain more knowledge about anything, especially something hes interested in. || Family || Roseheart || firestar2424
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 2, 2018 23:31:14 GMT -5
Snowfeather shuffled her paws, “Don’t worry about me, go out with Grasspaw” she meowed.
Crowfrost stretched his hind legs and sniffed the air as he exited the warriors den feeling refreshed after good sleep.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Jan 3, 2018 0:19:50 GMT -5
"She can take care of herself, it'll be fine. As for you…" he hesitated, then sighed. "Eat this," he pushed the chervil root to her. "It's better than nothing, but until Grasspaw gets back with the water mint there isn't much I can do. Just lie down and rest, don't skip meals, and drink plenty of water. I'll come get you when Grasspaw is back." I'm assuming you don't have any plans for the interaction with your rogue and clan cat, so I'll just throw Slash in if that's ok?) There was an angry yowl from a nearby tree and Slash stalked out on a thick branch, glaring down at the two cats. "Storm! Leave her alone!" She snapped, unsheathing her claws. "She'll bring back a patrol and they'll rip the tail off any loner they find!" This wasn't the first time the tom had forced the clan to try clear the territory, and she had scars to prove it. She wasn't planning on getting driven away by puny clan cats any time soon. Also Fire the Watcher of the vale, could you add Lionflame to the front page?)
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Post by Roseheart on Jan 3, 2018 0:36:51 GMT -5
Storm grunted at Slash. “She’s alone, besides the clan cats don’t scare me.” He shot an angry look to Gooseflight. “This land belonged to my kin a very long time ago, now look at me and you.” He turned his gaze back to Slash. “I don’t see the harm in taking a few birds. The clan cats get so defensive.”
Gooseflight huffed,”You've gone mad, what have those two-legs fed you?! This land has been the clans for more moons than I can count.” She said, her fur still standing defensively, even though she knew she was now outnumbered. “You’d better leave before the rest of my patrol gets here!”
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Post by Roseheart on Jan 3, 2018 0:37:54 GMT -5
(Should there be a story? 🤓 )
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2018 8:49:45 GMT -5
Grasspaw, clutching the watermint in her jaws, raced back to camp and managed to make it there in a good amount of time. Quickly padding over to the medicine den, she dropped the bundle at Snowfeather’s paws. Despite being short of breath she went quickly and that was all that mattered. “Here. Take some, Snowfeather. It actually tastes pretty good, don’t worry about that.” Grasspaw quickly said as she nudged a portion of the bundle a bit closer and took the rest to put in the herb storage.
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Post by Roseheart on Jan 3, 2018 12:19:32 GMT -5
Storm grunted again. “There’s no patrol, I’ve followed her from the middle of this territory.” He fluffed his chest out proudly. “A clan cat couldn’t even smell me. But, I guess you’re right.. I just wanted some information, I didn’t really hurt her.” He said blatantly.
Gooseflight roller her eyes,”If I’m gone for too long they’ll send more than just a patrol.” The threatened. “If you lay another claw on me I’ll send you home with another scar.” She growled, trying to keep the fear from her eyes. She had no idea who these cats were, Flamestar would probably be furious they invaded their territory.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Jan 3, 2018 15:56:35 GMT -5
"Send me home?" Slash laughed. "Darling, this is my home." She lowered her voice with a threatening growl. "Try it. I dare you." She had learned from previous battles that clan cats had a code, something like never kill an enemy in cold blood, or never kill a cat when they're down. Rogues, thankfully, didn't follow that code, and would stalk cats for days just to slit their throats while they were sleeping. She fought dishonourably and wasn't proud of it, but she didn't care. It gave her an advantage over clan cats.
"Ah, Grasspaw! Glad you made it back safely. And in good time, too." He purred, proud of his apprentice. "You may go rest now, Snowfeather. Eat the water mint and your stomach should calm down. Come see me or Grasspaw if you have any concerns."
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dustbinni
That's my secret, Captain. I'm always angry.
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Post by dustbinni on Jan 3, 2018 16:07:42 GMT -5
Morningleap || she-cat || 25 moons || Morningleap is a short, stocky calico she-cat with firey amber eyes and a distinctly shaped short, curly tail. She has very small paws and small ears and a pretty pink nose. Despite her pretty and unintimidating appearance, Morningleap can be feisty and fiercely protective of her Clan. Her dream is to settle down with a tom and have kits to keep her Clan strong, but in the meantime she shows her use in combat and hunting. She is not a very good hunter, though, because of her small paws and short legs. || Her sister is Hazelstep || N/A
Hazelstep || she-cat || 25 moons || Hazelstep is a long-legged slender she-cat with a snow-white coat and soft blue eyes. She has light feathery fur and thron-sharp claws. Unlike her sister, she isn't much of a fighter. Her skills are more in hunting, and her lithe, slender body makes that easy. She can run fast as lightning and has a keen sense of sight. She is friendly and warm, but can be cold and distant if you upset or annoy her. Alas, she finds it hard to stay mad at others, and she often forgives others too quickly. || Her sister is Morningleap || N/A
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 3, 2018 18:29:38 GMT -5
Snowfeather purred at the medicine cats and ate the herbs as instructed, “I’ll go rest now, if I need anything I’ll come back” she brushed against Dappleskys flank in thanks and padded slowly to the nursery.
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 3, 2018 18:36:14 GMT -5
Crowfrost wandered around camp, “Has anyone seen Gooseflight? It feels as if she’s been gone a long time” his eyes sparked with worry.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Jan 3, 2018 19:41:55 GMT -5
Shatterheart || Female || 30 Moons || Warrior || A slim silver she-cat with a deep black undercoat. She has a white patch on her chest, similar to the shape of a heart, surrounded by other white flecks and dashes, resembling shattering glass, hence her name. A scar runs across her left cheek, faintly showing through her fur. Her legs are unusually long, and she often towers over a lot of her clan mates, but they give her incredible speed. Her eyes are a silvery blue with white flecks, fading to grey around the iris. The skin on her pads is black and quite tough, which is also helpful while running across rocky or difficult terrain. || Shatterheart prefers to keep to herself, as being an only child and being brought into the world with only one living parent, she never really socialised, and the introverted personality stuck with her. She likes going out to hunt alone, and loves finding secluded places in the woods to hunt and practice battlemoves. If she hadn't promised her mother she would stay loyal to the clan, she would be a rogue, as she loves wandering, and often leaves the camp early in the morning and returns late at night. Despite wan ting to be left to her own devices, she is an excellent hunter and always pulls her weight, and contributes lots of hares and other evasive, speedy prey to the prey pile. || Mother is Cherrytuft and father is Rufflefur, both deceased. || Golem Goat/katzu || Fire the Watcher of the valeAnother cat for y'all)
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 3, 2018 19:49:46 GMT -5
Crow frost glanced at Flamestars den, his tail flicking back and forth with anxiety “Yes, I think we should” he padded towards the camp entrance and looked back to make sure Shatterheart was following, “You coming?”
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 3, 2018 21:50:03 GMT -5
(Crowfrost can fight slash) Crowfrost slipped through the reeds and glanced sideways at Shatterheart, sensing her anxiety. Before he could offer kind words he froze and lifted his tail, “Wait....I scent other cats...” a low growl rose in his throat, “Do you smell them?”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2018 9:32:04 GMT -5
Snowfeather purred at the medicine cats and ate the herbs as instructed, “I’ll go rest now, if I need anything I’ll come back” she brushed against Dappleskys flank in thanks and padded slowly to the nursery. Grasspaw dipped her head as Snowfeather left the den and turned to Dapplesky. “Shall my lessons start now?” She asked rather expectantly. They should have started quite long ago today but unfortunately due to Snowfeather they were slightly delayed.
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 4, 2018 10:44:34 GMT -5
Crowfrost unsheathed his claws, “We must go find her, be prepared to fight” he stayed on the trail of the rogue scent
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Post by Roseheart on Jan 4, 2018 11:49:10 GMT -5
Gooseflight unsheathed her claws,”Starclan protect me..” she whispered to herself. She hurtled into Storm, knocking him off balance, raking his side with her claws.
Storm yowled in surprise and jumped back up, swiping at Gooseflight, landing a blow right above her eye.
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rat
don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Jan 4, 2018 16:14:49 GMT -5
"If you like we can begin your lessons. But seeing as you did so well helping treat Snowfeather and gathered the watermint quickly, I'm willing to let you have a day off." Dapplesky quickly groomed his fur, cleaning off old bits of herbs and moss. "I don't mind."
Shatterheart gave a start at the sound of an angry yowl, her ears flattened and she bared her teeth in a hiss. "She must be in trouble, come on!" She raced through the trees, unsheathing her claws in preparation for battle.
Slash hissed and swiped at Goosefeather, although it was half hearted. She hadn't truly wanted a fight, but when the fight came to her… she turned and snarled as two new cats burst through the trees. The other grey she-cat seemed intent on helping the clan cat fight Storm, so she faced down the tom, teeth bared and eyes sparking.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2018 16:18:23 GMT -5
Grasspaw looked up in surprise. “Really? Sure! Thanks.” She spoke quickly. Never had a day off been granted to her. “I can check up on Snowfeather later if you’d like too.” Grasspaw added, still quite excited. She really wanted to be helpful and a day off wouldn’t grant her that but it sure was a privilege that was rare, something that she should appreciate and accept. Saying no wasn’t an answer that she could possibly use in a situation like this where the expected answer was to accept, anyways....
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2018 16:28:44 GMT -5
Grasspaw nodded hurriedly. Wow, she really did have nothing to do... She wasn’t one to socialize so maybe she could make use of her time by watching the sky and looking outdoors. Nature was a pretty thing, she noted, but that could only take up a portion of her day. Grasspaw knew she would have to occupy herself and thought for a second before padding our of the den. “Bye!”
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