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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2018 14:47:04 GMT -5
Glancing to the older shecat with a questioning gaze, from the way she carried herself he could tell that she was perhaps uncertain or worried about something, but he couldn't guess what and he wasn't the type to pry or ask further questions. It would be of no benefit to either of them to make the conversation awkward this early in the hunt, and was happy to leave her alone without further pondering. Greystorm only chuckled, the sound was a little sharp and the uncertainty behind it was clear, but there was no malicious tone to it. "Lead the way?" He offered as the pair made their way out of camp at a steady pace. Enjoying the cool breeze on his thick fur.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2018 14:56:15 GMT -5
Shadowclan
On the way to Fern Hollow; Mid-day;
The older she-cat lead the way looking at the tree's feeling the breeze rustling the leaves on the tree's and rustling through her fur. Her amber eyes showed contempt and happiness she was enjoying her time going through the forest feeling the earth beneath her paws. She could hear the birds chirping and the forest coming to life as they went on. Her tail swished behind her as she walked on to Fern Hollow. Her ears twitching around as she listened and taking the scents to the tip of tongue. So far everything was in order and they're trip was in silence till she decided to break it. "It's kinda gotten depressing back at camp, losing our deputy has affected us all I think." She went on to Fern Hallow but thought a second opinion would be good on this matter. Her amber eyes scanned thought the tree's and went on her way. Credit to Rainleaf for the coding.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2018 9:38:59 GMT -5
Greystorm only nodded in the words of the older shecat, his long tail flicking from side to side as he let out a rumbling sigh. His ears pricked to alert but his mind made absent minded by the statement, "Its unfortunate," the handsome tom replied quietly. His tail constantly active as a show of frustration, he had been friends with the previous deputy, and the loss had upset him more than he preferred to show. "The clan will survive of course, but it is a hard loss," he meowed in a quiet way. Withdrawn but in a way he wouldn't usually seem.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2018 10:01:52 GMT -5
ShadowClan
Fern Hallow; Mid-day;
The black she-cat stopped dead in her tracks when she saw pine needles littering the ground. "We're here" she purred and looked back the grey tom. Her ears flattened against her head and her eyes were filled with sorrow. "He was a good deputy we will all miss him, some more than others but; he'll be watching over us with Starclan." She looked around Fern Hallow to see any prey. She didn't see any out in the open yet and decided to smell the air. Oh yeah there was prey probably hiding in the pine needles though. She then looked back at Greystorm. "Alright let's not be sad while hunting we would get distracted," she said warmly trying to give comforting and encouraging words to try and make the tom next to her feel better. She then looked around again wondering where to look first she didn't want to scare the prey. She then deiced to sneak around the pine needle area's. Credit to Rainleaf for the coding.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2018 10:35:47 GMT -5
Not answering properly, his eyes fixed solidly on his large grey paws he agreed inwardly. There was no point in concentrating too hard on the past, no matter how badly it still hurt. He lifted his head and straightened himself and tried to get his head back together so he could concentrate on the hunt. His nostril flared as he searched the air for scents of prey, hesitating at first when he was unable to catch anything, the handsome tom paused. Searching with a flick of his ears until he was able to catch the sound of scurrying paws over tree roots and he looked left. Quickly spotting a small mouse scurrying across the roots of a nearby tree, searching for berries and nuts discarded on the ground by squirrels in their movements.
Licking his lips, Greystorm left the shecat and got into the hunters crouch in silence. Slunking away, little more than a shadow against the treeline as he slipped along in silence until he reached little over a foxlength away from the still unknowing mouse. And lunged.
The kill was quick, but it wasn't neat. He returned to the warrior with the mouse in his jaws, blood lacing his muzzle from the initial bite and he quickly burried the mouse as to make sure it wouldn't be hidden. "I can't believe he didn't spot me," he managed a chuckle. "The wind changed last minute, I was certain he'd spot me."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2018 10:45:18 GMT -5
Before she jumped onto a pile of pine needles the black she-cat heard the tom struggling with a mouse but he was able to get it. She gave a prideful purr before going to the needle pile before her she heard some squeaking and then pounced on top of the needle home. She held down the squirming prey with her paw before reaching down and giving it swift bite on the neck to kill it swiftly and a not so painful death. "Good job Greystorm," she purred and grabbed her tiny mouse in her jaw. She was very proud that he got it before it could run away. She huffed a bit she had a few needles stuck on the mouse and it was very uncomfortable being up in her face like this. She dropped the mouse and started plucking the needles off of it's body. Credit to Rainleaf for the coding.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Apr 20, 2018 11:09:41 GMT -5
— — l i t t l e n o t e } "Find the six pointed star on the highest stones." Sickness blazes through the Clans like fire. It's snuffed out the lives of many, sprinkling Silverpelt with more stars. While there is a sliver of hope, this sickness from the sky seems bent on extinguishing that flame. StarClan had remained silent for the first moon of leafbare before sending a message to one cat, WindClan Medicine Cat Apprentice. Determined to take fate into their own paws, they set out to find this star, but not without the blessing of the Clans themselves and the protection of warriors. While the small patrol has the burden of the Clans on their shoulders, the group proves to hold strong against the trials that lay ahead of them. - - - Please note that we are at stage two to three with the illness. We will flip a coin for every cat in the Clan to determine if they fall ill. This is only due to the time related to the plot, we will not force your character to die from the sickness. Each Clan, save for WindClan due to obvious reasons, will have one warrior on the journey. It will take three days maximum for them to return. Please have them plant some of the root to grow at Highstones. The medicine cat apprentice from WindClan will then come up with the official treatment for fowlcough. This plot is short and simple, so please don't drag it, but also don't rush it. If you are interested in the position, please post on the information page with the name of the character you wish to volunteer, their Clan, and a role-play sample. We will only allow one week for spots to fill before the staff take on positions themselves. - - - Below is the information for fowlcough. It's a sickness that comes from birds. The difference between a bird that is healthy and a bird that carries fowlcough is the smell, as healthy birds will not smell foul, almost like carrion. At this point, the cats know the difference between them and avoid putting the birds with the sickening scent on the fresh kill pile. Instead, they bury the bird on the outskirts of their territories, away from everyone else. Each Clan is being impacted by the illness. - - - Stage One: Cat has a low-grade fever and chills. They may be able to perform easier tasks with supervision. Feverfew would be given to combat the fever and chills. Stage Two: Cat's fever develops into a high fever, chills still occur, and the cat has a sore throat with small bought of coughs. They are restricted to the camp, performing small tasks. They are given a concoction of tansy and feverfew with honey to treat symptoms. Stage Three: The fever remains, coughing becomes more common and harsher, worsening sore throats. Loss of appetite is present, and nausea sets in. Bodyaches and headaches are common, forcing the cat to rest in the medicine cat den. Elders and kits are cautioned to remain a safe distance, as the disease may kill weaker cats at this stage. Lungwort and either chickweed, hawkweed, or catmint is used in addition to borage or tansy, feverfew, and honey. Stage Four: Fever rises to deadly temperatures and must be reduced. Severe coughing fits will cause the throat to bleed. Vomiting is common and breathing is difficult. If fever is not reduced, the cat will possibly die. The cat is treated with catmint, tansy, feverfew, borage, and gromia root.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Apr 20, 2018 11:17:15 GMT -5
M A P L E W H I S K E R [ midday | shadowclan | camp to fern hollow ] The she-cat slowly arose from her slumber. She lifted her head up slowly and opened her eyes before shutting them again to shield them from the sunlight peering into the warriors den. She grumbled and stood, stretching out her legs one by one. She stepped out of her nest and padded into the clearing of the camp. Maplewhisker slipped out of camp. She determined she'll hunt near Fern Hollow, ready to get something in her belly. Of course, she knew she had to wait until she came back with more prey for others, but oh did she fantasize about what she'd catch. A lizard sounded absolutely delicious, but the grim reminder of her empty stomach broke the illusion. She shook her head and licked her chops, focusing herself on the task at hand. She burst into a sprint, following a small stream that lead to Crooked Brook and eventually Fern Hollow. When she arrived, she stopped to catch her breath from the running. Then she tasted the air, opening her jaws so everything would touch the roof of her mouth. The she-cat closed her eyes and listened for signs of prey. "A squirrel, a mouse.. No lizards.. Damn!" She sighed and decided to go with the mouse first. The she-cat was determined to catch both different kinds, but sometimes hunting doesn't go as planned. [ There's a starter for Maplewhisker!]
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Apr 20, 2018 15:51:36 GMT -5
m i d - d a y m a l l o w s t a r c a m p He was right. Whoever won had the strength and pure determination and wouldn’t let her down. She understand that. Mallowstar looked at him and nodded, her tail wrapping tightly around her dainty sized paws. ”You’re right.” the lilac molly looked over at him and straightened herself out, trying to make herself look like a leader again. Her mismatched eyes held the same sadness, but she would be okay. ”No, Cedarfoot. Stonefoot wouldn’t want me to be upset over his death. He upheld the warrior code tothw fullest. I have to appoint a new deputy soon.”
The grizzled leader got to all four paws, puffing out her chest a bit. ”With this competition, I hope you’ll think about running. You, Mothwhisker, and some other warriors I have in mind.” she mentioned before letting her tail run over his shoulder.
The molly looked towards her entrance, sighing a bit. ”It’s time the Clan had a leader again. At Sundown, I will be announcing the competition. I do hope you’ll participate.” she glanced back at him and gave the warrior and twitched her whiskers. ”How about we go get some fresh kill? If you could grab Mothwhisker, Maplewhisker, and Nettleprick. You four are the ones I would like to compete.” she told him before sliding out of her den, into the sunlight. The warmth felt good for once, her heart becoming full again. This was what she had been missing. @silvey coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2018 9:31:34 GMT -5
The dark brown tabby gave a warm purr he was always proud of the lilac she-cat but now seeing how strong she is being he was even more proud. "Of course, no matter who your deputy is I will always be here if you need me," he said warmly and went outside with her. He was glad he went to go see her making an old friend feel better was something that made him feel good even though he could be an arrogant tom he enjoyed his friends and Mothwhisker even though she could be over the top. He went to the fresh kill pile and waited for his leader to take from it first, while he was hungry he'd imagined his leader would be too. Credit to Rainleaf for the coding.
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Post by plagυe docтor on Apr 21, 2018 16:50:24 GMT -5
{ here are some starters if anyone would like to rp c: } N i g h t f l a m e Shadowclan | Camp | Echomask/Alone "Echomask, buzz off!" Nightflame hissed at the annoying she-cat. She annoyed the tom to no end; The pair were rarely seen interacting, and when they did, usually Nightflame was hissing or growling at her. All she did was make rude comments or scare away his prey, or just hang around when it was obvious he wanted to be left alone. Now, the tom was trying to groom himself when Echomask kept messing up his fur. When she did it one more time, he gave a growl. "Go away! You're the most bothersome she-cat in the whole forest!" The she-cat gave a giggle that made him want to claw his ears off, but it seemed like she was finally backing away. Thanking Starclan, he continued to groom himself, especially the parts where the calico messed up his fur with her paw.
E c h o m a s k Shadowclan | Camp | Nightflame/Alone "What's wrong, Nightflame? Ants in your fur?" She meowed with a laugh. Sometimes she just couldn't help but mess with the tom; It was so easy to make him mad! It amused her to no end, which is probably why the tom hated her so much. But she didn't give a mouses tail about what he thought of her. "Something seems to have bitten you on the rump today." She commented. The only response she got was an angry hiss, only making her giggle more. Using her tail to mess up the fur on his spine one more time, she began to depart. "You're welcome for making you look better!" With a long giggle, she danced away towards the fresh-kill pile. She hadn't yet gone hunting, which was usually forbidden, but how could she hunt when she was so hungry? Her rumbling belly would scare all the prey away! Grabbing a lizard, she settled down next to the pile to eat.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Apr 22, 2018 10:56:25 GMT -5
a n n o u n c e m e n t [ windclan | high ranks | fowlcough plot ] [ WindClan ] Due to ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ 's absence, we will be having changes made to WindClan. Cinderstar will no longer be leader, but Foxcroon, another character of her's will be deputy. He will be considered sick with fowlcough and a temporary deputy will be appointed in the role-play. ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 will take over the leadership role in WindClan. Blue Moon, or Pommy as the head mods call her, will be on hiatus until further notice. If you have WindClan characters that are stuck, you have full right to move them and restart. Thank you. [ High Ranks ] We are still in need of medicine cats, therefore Coffee Cup (Dou) and Yarrow (Cro) will be taking ShadowClan's medicine cat and RiverClan's medicine cat respectively. Arachnophobia (Arachna) will be ThunderClan's medicine cat. Before we have medicine cat apprentices, we ask that all Clans have a medicine cat first. WindClan is in need of a medicine cat, and for the plot, a medicine cat apprentice. Deputies must be assigned by next Saturday, April 28th. If there is a valid reason for you not appointing a deputy by that time, please message me on here or discord if you have my contact. [ Fowlcough Plot ] Due to the stage in the plot, we will flip a coin for every cat in every Clan to determine if they catch the illness. They will start at stage two, as some cats have already died form the illness. In a week, on the 28th, we will flip a coin to determine if they remain at stage two or go to stage three. However, you have full right to go ahead and move them to stage three if you'd like. If you volunteer enough cats, we will exempt you from the coin flip. If you are interested in being part of the journeying cats, please see the information page for more details. Thank you.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Apr 23, 2018 9:44:00 GMT -5
M A P L E W H I S K E R [ midday | shadowclan | camp to fern hollow ] The she-cat slowly arose from her slumber. She lifted her head up slowly and opened her eyes before shutting them again to shield them from the sunlight peering into the warriors den. She grumbled and stood, stretching out her legs one by one. She stepped out of her nest and padded into the clearing of the camp. Maplewhisker slipped out of camp. She determined she'll hunt near Fern Hollow, ready to get something in her belly. Of course, she knew she had to wait until she came back with more prey for others, but oh did she fantasize about what she'd catch. A lizard sounded absolutely delicious, but the grim reminder of her empty stomach broke the illusion. She shook her head and licked her chops, focusing herself on the task at hand. She burst into a sprint, following a small stream that lead to Crooked Brook and eventually Fern Hollow. When she arrived, she stopped to catch her breath from the running. Then she tasted the air, opening her jaws so everything would touch the roof of her mouth. The she-cat closed her eyes and listened for signs of prey. "A squirrel, a mouse.. No lizards.. Damn!" She sighed and decided to go with the mouse first. The she-cat was determined to catch both different kinds, but sometimes hunting doesn't go as planned. [ There's a starter for Maplewhisker!]
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2018 11:20:14 GMT -5
{I'm freeing up Mothwhisker so I'll reply to Maplewhisker in a bit.}
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2018 12:01:43 GMT -5
Mothwhisker
ShadowClan | Fern Hollow | Maplewhisker | Mid-day
The black she-cat finally got out of the camp to do some hunting. Wouldn't hurt to get out and about, she thought mostly to herself. She walked her way there enjoying the Crooked Brook's calming sounds of rushing water. It took her a bit but she was there. She noticed one of the clan mates here she wasn't surprised after all it was a good place for hunting at least to Mothwhisker. She made her way to Maplewhisker's side to say hello that way she didn't startle the prey. "Morning," she mewed warmly to the other she-cat. Mothwhisker scented the air for prey not wanting to distract the tabby. Mothwhisker scented mice and squirrels nothing else she decided to follow the scent of a mouse and carefully follow it in her hunting crouch her eyes were on her prize. It didn't notice her yet just sitting there cleaning itself and her tail flickered a little bit. She moved a little closer before she made her move, the tiny creature was inches away from becoming food for her clan. She stayed still for a little bit more and finally she pounced digging her fangs into the mouse's neck. She gave a purr of satisfaction.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Apr 30, 2018 11:31:45 GMT -5
— — l i t t l e n o t e } I'm not going to make a huge announcement because I don't want to wear you guys out, so small little updates will be called "little notes." I'll mainly touch upon small things. So Dou recently went through a loss and she hasn't really been on due to that and other things. The same somewhat applies to Cro. This is has put a bit more stress on me, as well as Pommy, the WindClan head mod leaving. I was debating about closing the four down, fearing I'd have to run it and that's a bit hard to do with the few members we have. The main issue I want to address is activity and how to get it up. I want to continue our plot, but I want to have a discussion with all members. A few ideas I have in mind are having a war between ThunderClan vs. RiverClan and WindClan vs. ShadowClan. I've also thought about something outside the role-play such as an art contest or writing contest. I'm very open to ideas, even willing to bend our regulations if I'm convinced. I will post this on each page to kinda "bump" them, but only like one post on each thread. Feel free to like this once you read it. I kindly ask that we have all suggestions posted on the information page, because it also serves as our discussion page.
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Post by Taiyou on May 1, 2018 10:06:34 GMT -5
Brokentalon pulled himself out the warriors den letting out a huff frowning as he looking around camp, some commotion had pulled him out his sleep and he wonder who was responsible for it. The black and white tom noticed Nightflame and Echomask fussing with each other and followed his eyes as the two broke away, he padded over to the camp entrance before slipping out since he was up he might as will go do something, probably a sole patrol near the thunderpath he didn't get his hopes up since no other clan rarely crossed the border.
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