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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 20:11:59 GMT -5
( His name will probably be Stonepelt )
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 20:21:56 GMT -5
(Would you like to rp?)
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 20:24:12 GMT -5
( canโt write out posts atm, but as soon as Iโm back at my dorm Iโd be down )
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 20:24:52 GMT -5
(no worries, sorry for the bother)
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Post by Morticat on Jan 19, 2018 20:25:13 GMT -5
ยป B i r d s o n g โข N u r s e r y S p i d e r b l o s s o m
Birdsong formed a mixture of huckleberry and chamomile, sweetened with a bit of honey for better taste and to more easily manage to swallow - knowing how resistant some cats could be when they don't like the taste of the herbs, especially moody queens. "I'm glad there's only one queen to worry about this moon," the grey she-cat thought to herself with a shake to her head. After properly forming the mixture, Birdsong made her way towards the nursery across from the medicine cat den and poked her head in, "Spiderblossom? Are you awake?" She called into the lowly lit den, her eyes still adjusting to the change of setting. |
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 20:28:36 GMT -5
At the sound of pawsteps at the den entrance, the tiny queen lifted her head to look up, wondering who was here. She had been up most of the night, her kits keeping her awake. The queen's frame was not built to carry a litter very well, and she wasn't coping fantastically with the effort of carrying them. She looked a little disappointed when she saw the cat wasn't Stonepelt, but she tried to not make it apparent on her expression, dipping her head to the medicine cat quietly. "I'm awake," Spiderblossom meowed, tired but still trying to sound at least a little friendly to the cat who tried to help her.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 19, 2018 20:47:32 GMT -5
ยป B i r d s o n g โข N u r s e r y S p i d e r b l o s s o m
"Good!" She exclaimed, letting out a huff, getting right down to business without a second thought. "Thought I'd have to wake you up from a lovely dream just to see my face," Birdsong scoffed at Spiderblossom, "Now here are some herbs that you have to eat. I assume you're able to chew and swallow by yourself so I will leave these right here," She explained, placing the mixture next to the queen. Birdsong sat back on her haunches watching her to make sure she swallowed them all. "It might be good for her to get some exercise, or at least have some company," the medicine cat thought, considering the past queens she had taken care of and how some became overweight or lonely, or both, spending so long in the nursery. She was simply thinking realistically.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 20:51:04 GMT -5
Lowering her nose to sniff at the herbs, she did as she was told without protest, though admittedly grimaced at the less then savoury taste. She hesitated to guess how much worse it would have tasted without the honey the medicine cat had used to try and make the taste more bareable. Surprisingly enough she smiled a little at the joke the older shecat had made, "I didn't really sleep," she admitted with a yawn. Looking down to the admittedly huge swell of her stomach, "It didn't feel like they've stopped moving for days, I think they might take turns," she said with a slight purr rumbling from her. She straightened up, a little awkwardly, happy to have company for once even if she wasn't entirely certain around other cats. "How are you today?" she asked kindly.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 19, 2018 21:26:41 GMT -5
ยป B i r d s o n g โข N u r s e r y S p i d e r b l o s s o m
The usually ornery she-cat for some reason felt at ease talking to Spiderblossom, but dismissed it from her mind. "Kits tend to be really restless around this time," she nodded, feeling the queen's swollen belly with her paws, pressing down lightly in certain areas and simply running her paws over some other areas. "So far I've woken up, picked some burrs from my pelt and fed a queen some tasty herbs so I'd say my day is starting off ordinary," she said with an amusing look in her eyes. After she was done feeling her belly, Birdsong grunted and laid back against a strong root. "Now where's that tom of yours? He should be out catching you mice and birds and filling your nest with feathers," Birdsong asked the queen contemptuously. |
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 21:31:32 GMT -5
Wrinkling her nose, "There's something wrong with you Birdsong if you think those herbs taste good, perhaps check up on that, you may be going mad," was her amused response. Wincing at the feeling of the medicine cat's paws on her swollen stomach. When the shecat finished, the small shecat attempted to shift and move in an attempt to find a comfortable position to settle in. She shook her head with a chuckle, "I don't know," she replied wrapping her long tail around her stomach with rumbling sigh. Spiderblossom looked out of the nursery entrance, and into the world outside. "He's lucky I've not taken his pelt to line my nest, I'm so uncomfortable," she purred but there was affection in her voice. She loved her mate, and was excited for her kits, but wanted the whole thing to be over as soon as possible. "I do hope they hurry up and come already, I feel ready to explode."
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 21:55:40 GMT -5
( if youโre on an Apple device, yes, itโs supposed to look like flags ๐ itโs the font )
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 21:57:02 GMT -5
(Gany you got the chance to rp yet?  )
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 22:06:10 GMT -5
(In a second! Who do you wanna use?)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 22:07:12 GMT -5
(Spider and Stone? he could join her and Bird in the nursery?)
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 22:23:19 GMT -5
(Sure! Does someone wanna rp with Finchstar?)
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 23:01:05 GMT -5
( that would work! )
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Post by Morticat on Jan 19, 2018 23:01:42 GMT -5
ยป B i r d s o n g โข N u r s e r y S p i d e r b l o s s o m
Birdsong couldn't help but chuckle at the queen's response, "She won't have any problem keeping these kits in line," she thought assuredly. "From what I felt, you're coming along well and should be kitting soon. Enjoy your quiet and peaceful life while you can," she warned Spiderblossom and rolled her eyes, grateful she wasn't a mother but also pretty sure she was a handful as a kit too for her own mother. "I'll get one of the apprentices to fetch some more moss for you. Then we can tuck it underneath your belly to make it a little more comfortable," she told her. Birdsong hadn't been very busy the last few days, mostly passing her time by by sorting herbs from old to fresh, rearranging them and taking note of what was low so she could go out the next dawn to try and find some. So in this moment, she didn't mind being her distraction. |
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 23:05:51 GMT -5
Lowering her nose to press it to the swell of her stomach with a gentle purr, the kits as though merely to prove a point continued to kick a little harder this time. She sighed, shifting from one paw to the other as she stretched and kneaded at the ground, a sign of slight impatient with the matter. "I hardly get any peace and quiet as it is," she admitted with a rumbling paw. But frowned at what the medicine cat said after that, she hsook her head firmly. "There's no need, I don't want to be a bother, I know their all probably very busy at this time," she replied.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 19, 2018 23:14:20 GMT -5
{ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ - Alright! I have Buzzardwing and Heatherpaw. } |
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 23:27:11 GMT -5
[ Hello hello! I'm finally back and able to rp, so I'll get something up for Stonepelt and Finchstar ]
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Post by ๐๐๐'๐'๐๐๐๐ on Jan 19, 2018 23:31:30 GMT -5
i was wondering, is med cat apprentice open, and if so could i claim ?
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 19, 2018 23:46:04 GMT -5
[ Medicine cat apprentice is open, and you're welcome to claim it! :) ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 20, 2018 0:26:22 GMT -5
(???)
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 20, 2018 0:50:33 GMT -5
STONEPELT
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Stonepelt had, actually, been out hunting mice and birds. Granted, he was doing it more so because he had been ordered out on patrol than because he thought Spiderblossomโs nest needing more primping (the amount of feathers in the thing would make an eagle sick) but nonetheless, as he trotted back to camp with a sparrow in his mouth he was musing over plucking the bird for his mateโs bedding. A little extra cushioning never hurt anyone, he supposed, especially with the babies so soon on the way.
It was not MossClan custom for a father to be invested in raising his young. It was the queens job to raise the kits โ usually a more communal female effort wherein the toms provided for their mates and the queens spent genuine time with their offspring. A tom will know his children from afar, will help teach them as they grow older, but a tom who spends his time around the nursery is rare. Itโs not befitting of a proud warrior, some would say. (Other loudly objected to this, but were typically in the minority.) Stonepelt was the type of tom who queens said โgot in the wayโ. He was always in the nursery. As Spiderblossom was alone in the shadowy den, no one complained but occasionally her. He hovered over his girl; feeding her, preening her nest, grooming her โ he didnโt want her to have to do anything that may stress her. Her body was already doing enough work.
Naturally, as soon as he entered camp, hopping down the rocks towards the fresh-kill pile, he was on the look-out for his mate. The she-cat could usually be found in three places: the nursery (obviously), sunning herself on the rocks near the Great Rock, or with Birdsong. As she did not appear to be anywhere in public, the silver tabby tom padded over to the rocky cleft and skittered down the side to the channel where the medicine cats den and nursery were located.
The voices coming from the former gave away his mates location. Stonepelt padded over and ducked into the entrance to Birdsongโs cave, the fragrant scent of herbs hitting him like a wave. โHello, hello!โ he mewed, lifting his tail in greeting to the two she-cats. โI thought I heard voices from in here!โ The tom approached Spiderblossom, rubbing the tortoiseshell she-catโs flank with his head in greeting. โGood morning, beautiful,โ he cooed in a way that one could consider cheesy if clan cats knew cheese existed.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 20, 2018 1:04:54 GMT -5
At the sound of pawsteps by the nursery, the slender queen lifted her head, alert almost instantly. The imminent birth of her kits had made her much more territorial and cautious of the world around her, now she had something of fight for and protect, of course when she spotted who it was, the soon to be new mother relaxed noteably, even more than the way she had been around the medicine cat.
Stonepelt was one of few cats Spiderblossom had ever really trusted in the manner she did him, she wasnโt sure why but she had always trusted him from the day the pair had become friends, and then eventually mates. The queen lifted herself with some difficulty to her paws, and brushed herself against his side in an affectionate greeting before settling herself back in her overly plumed nest. The two were an amusing contrast, the tom incredibly kind and cheery, always doing whatever he could in his power to ensure she was safe and happy, with the queen much more isolated and quiet.
In truth she enjoyed being the only queen in the nursery, more often then not she felt safer alone then with a lot of other cats, but even she had to admit it could feel lonely.
At his comment, she would have blushed if she were capable of it, instead the heavily pregnant calico moved to playfully swat at one of his ears. Even in the privacy of the otherwise empty nursery save for Birdsong, she hated compliments. โGood morning,โ was her reply, punctuated with a yawn which she felt immediately guilty for, he had spent the day hunting for the clan, whereas she had slept in. She hardly had the right to feel tired. โI see hunting was good,โ she added with a chuckle, indicating the prey in his jaws. โI hope you donโt intend for me to eat all that, I know Iโm fat right now but I hardly need that much!โ
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 20, 2018 1:05:24 GMT -5
finchstar
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It was a quiet new-leaf morning for Finchstar; the sun was shining, birds were chirping; it was Arcadian bliss. Her schedule was relaxed - an oddity for the she-cat, who was always planning patrols or ceremonies and worrying about new dangers that had arisen in the territory. For now, though, it seemed that everything was a peace. She could breathe and not fear that this basic feline function was an inefficient use of her time.
(She wondered if Fernstar would be proud of how she was handling the clan; if Hollystar before her would look down on her predecessor and smile. Finchstar had been more than 24 moons older than the she-cat who had died only two months before, too early into her reign as leader. And yet, she had done so much in those months. It seemed silly how Finchstar looked up the girl, though she had been so much younger.)
Nevertheless, the tortoiseshell she-cat could not spend her entire day lounging around. There was always work to be done in the clan. She had sent a morning patrol out earlier (led by Stonepelt, a loyal warrior if a bit neurotic about his mate and just everything in general) but they had been tasked with checking borders up to the meadow. Any prey brought back was excess. While Lightningstep would surely think to send out hunting patrols later, Finchstar wanted a chance to stretch her legs. To explore in a way she hadn't been able to as of late. The she-cat peered around camp for any cats who looked idle and had not been out on an earlier patrol.
Her eyes fell onto Buzzardwing - the smokey colored tom had exited the warriors den and looked in need of something to do. Even if he already had something to do, Finchstar was going to give him a different task regardless. She trotted over to him, ears turned towards him in attention, bottlebrush tail held high above her in welcome - the white tip twitching like a flag. "Good morning, Buzzardwing", she rumbled. "You look like you're in need of a good wake-up. Care to join me on a hunting patrol?"
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 20, 2018 1:17:35 GMT -5
STONEPELT
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - What a doll. Stonepelt twitched his whiskers, the feline equivalent of a smile, as Spiderblossom batted at his ears. He knew she hated compliments, which is why he sprang them on her so often. Her playful annoyance was cute. The silver tabby tom knew that there was a part of the tortoiseshell that enjoyed them, though, which is why he kept it up. There was no malice in her swing, in the tilt of her head; only a slight spark in her bright green eyes (like grass in the spring-time, or cat-mint; both were equally as intoxicating). Stonepelt let out a playful huff.
โAwwww, Spiderโ, he referred to his mate by the prefix of her name as he had since they were apprentices. โItโs just a sparrow! You flatter me acting like my catch is more than it is.โ
There was something in Spiderblossom that had always been able to bring out softness in him, the joviality. Even when they were apprentices (he, serious and contemplative, and she, aloof and curt) she had a way of making him smile. They cracked each other open like geodes; a glimmer under the surface.
Not to say their relationship was easy โ certainly not with dispositions like theirs โ but Stonepelt was dedicated to her. She was his girl, and he would never leave her. Especially with their children on the way.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 20, 2018 1:28:39 GMT -5
โYou already gave me a mouse this morning,โ she chuckled in response. Pressing the swell of her stomach against his side with a gentle purr, partly in an affectionate manner and partly in an attempt to relieve the ache it was causing her from carrying it. โIโm sure there are some apprentices who would appreciate it a lot more then i would,โ she told him grinning.
Rolling her dark green eyes, the swell of her stomach shivered with the kicks of the kittens curled inside. She grunted a little as a particularly poorly aimed kick knocked the wind from her, she shifted in an attempt to relieve the pressure on her stomach, but as wide as she was against her small frame there wasnโt too much that she could do about the general discomfort until she brought the kits into the world.
Inadvertently she flinched at the thought, as excited as she was to meet her kits, as well as get the whole pregnancy thing over and done with, she was terrified. Sheโd heard horror stories of queens who lost their lives and their kits in kitting, and she wanted more than anything else then to give her beloved mate a family. She knew he would be a good father, it was herself she was more worried about.
โHow is the hunting?โ She asked trying not to sound too curious, she missed the sights and smells of the world outside camp, she was bored out of her mind stuck in the same place for so long.
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Jan 20, 2018 1:32:39 GMT -5
[ it's really late here so i'm gonna go to bed, i'll have a response up tomorrow morning ]
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