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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 11:14:01 GMT -5
WhisperPaw sat with the three siblings FernPaw, MidnightPaw, and SkyPaw. They were chatting about areas that they could practice fighting at. When she heard RavenFlight's voice the gray she-cat perked her ears before standing and padding to him. She didn't try to speak over the others and when she reached RavenFlight she had to leave p to his ear so he could hear her. "I'll come with."
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 11:32:10 GMT -5
ravenflight - ashclan campthe black and white time was incredibly thankful for the extra help, dipping his head in greeting as nettlemask was the first to come over and offer his help. "thank you," he responded, how grateful he was for the help quite evident in his voice. he did feel bad for the older tom, he couldn't imagine how hard it must be to act as a deputy in these struggling times. and not to mention bramblestar's loss of faith and the bitterness which seemed to have consumed him. and then spottedlegs came over and offered to help as well, shortly followed by whisperpaw and ravenflight couldn't help but puff his chest out a little with pride knowing his apprentice wanted to help. her training was coming along well and it shouldn't be too long before she was ready to be a warrior. but there was no time to think about that. his blue eyes moved over the other three cats for a moment before he nodded his head. "alright," he announced, "i was thinking of going to the river, so we need to be careful. but we have more chance of catching something across the thunderpath as the fire didn't destroy as much." |
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 12:31:56 GMT -5
SpottedLegs nodded sharply. "Right. We've had better hunting over there lately as well. As long as no one falls into the river." Once again his thoughts went wild but he pressed them down, his tail twitching a bit as ideas started to get suppressed once again and his eyes became emotionless.
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 12:33:20 GMT -5
WhisperPaw nodded, knowing they wouldn't hear her even if she spoke. She felt proud to be in this clan and even though they were going through hard times, they would surely make it through it. She smiled at the thought of one day seeing the forest how it used to be, raising kits with full bellies and the loving breeze in their fur.
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Post by birdclaw on May 1, 2018 13:35:10 GMT -5
skypelt | ashclan camp
"That's the spirit," she meowed, a bit jokingly, trying to lighten the mood even slightly. She could tell Bramblestar was under a lot of stress, and maybe it wasn't the best time to joke, but it was all she could really do. Her tail curled around her as she sat silently, thinking about how she'd come to be here. Skypelt had grown up with a faith for Starclan and a passion to become a medicine cat. Now, she was doubting everything she'd ever known and regretting her decisions. How had it come to this?
"I doubt you would. We may be without food, but you've been leader for so long that I doubt you'd just let this clan dissolve. We'll find a way, won't we?" There was that optimism again, undying as ever.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 15:00:07 GMT -5
(I'll reply with ravenflight after storm replies, because I don't want to leave anyone behind!)
bramblestar - ashclan campif there was anything to say about the bitter grey tabby, it was that he was determined not to let his clan fall. cloudstar had entrusted her clan to him when she had died and before that he had been deputy for many moons previous. this clan and the cats who belonged to it were all that mattered, they were his family, and if starclan was no longer going to look out for them, then he was simply going to have to do it instead. "we will survive," he repeated with a firm nod of his head, determination burning in his gaze as he stared long and hard at the empty fresh-kill pile. he had noticed that ravenflight was asking for cats for a hunting party and it was all he could do to hope they caught something. "no matter what, i won't let this clan fall."
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Post by birdclaw on May 1, 2018 15:43:48 GMT -5
skypelt | ashclan camp
Skypelt gazes over at Bramblestar, watching his determination grow. That truly is the spirit. She really does like the fact that they have such a determined leader, even if he's seemed to lose his faith entirely. That doesn't make him a bad leader, she has to remind herself, because it really doesn't. Sure, he may not be able to get messages from Starclan, but she's never been able to, and she's done a fine job as medicine cat, at least in her opinion. Against the odds she's been given, she's done fine. That's right.
"We will." She nodded lightly, mimicking Bramblestar's actions unconsciously. "I know I'm young, and I wasn't there for the fire, but... I've been doing my best to keep this clan healthy. And I've been training Songpaw, too. This clan won't fall. I'm sure of it."
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Post by briarfur on May 1, 2018 15:47:48 GMT -5
name: Lionsnow age (in moons): 21 rank: Warrior appearance and personality: Lionsnow is a massive, golden tom with tabby stripes and a white belly. He has amber eyes. Contrary to what his size and name suggest, Lionsnow is a gentle and rather quiet cat. He can be too gentle at times to excel at the finer art of fighting but can certainly hold his own in defense of himself or a friend. Clever, compassionate, and quick-thinking, he wants to be a great warrior, but worries that he won't because he tends to deflate under pressure. He has a habit of stuttering when nervous. relationships: Open. image (not artwork):  screename: Briarfur name: Dawncall age (in moons): 18 rank: Warrior appearance and personality: Dawncall is a creamy long haired she cat with a brown line running down the center of her face. She has tan and brown dappled spots on her back, and blue eyes. She is a very inquisitive she-cat, who has a knack for hunting and climbing. She's very vocal, often stating her opinions whether they were wanted or not. This caused her some trouble as an apprentice, but she's learned a bit more tact since becoming a warrior. relationships: She is the sister of Dusksong. She currently has no mate or apprentice, but is open to both. image (not artwork):  screename: Briarfur name: Dusksong age (in moons): 18 rank: Warrior appearance and personality: Like his sister, Dusksong is a creamy long-haired tom with blue eyes. He has darker markings on his face, but there is still a good amount of tan and dappled brown on his back. He's small for his age, about the same size as his sister. Dusksong is more reserved than Dawncall, preferring to listen and analyze before he acts. He's excellent at stalking, and has been trying to get better at fishing, although he hasn't had much success. relationships: He's the brother of Dawncall. He has no mate or apprentice, but is open. image (not artwork):  screename: Briarfur |
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 15:56:04 GMT -5
(hey briarfur they all look good to me!! I'll add you to the front page and you are free to RP. And do you mind Lionsnow being Midnightpaw's mentor??)
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 16:12:25 GMT -5
Can I have my cat HazelFern be LionSnow's mate?? briarfur )) |
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 16:26:36 GMT -5
bramblestar - ashclan camphis amber gaze lingered for one moment longer on the bare patch of ground in front of him before they finally averted, whatever fire he might have had in him deflating in an instant. it was just a short glance at the cat he used to be, but these days he was almost as hollow and a shell of the leader he once was just like how the woods they had made their home for generations was a shell of what it used to be as well. sometimes it was hard to act positive about things when everything seemed to be going long and it would not be much longer before there was simply no more energy he could give and it would simply be easier to give up. maybe he should just retire now, allow some other poor cat to try and deal with everything. but, he knew, he couldn't really do that. he was far too stubborn to give up his position and go and stay with the elders. "hmph," was the only noise from his mouth as he swung his tail slowly from side to side, "we can't live off herbs, so what good will that do?" they needed proper food, herbs could only keep cats going for so long, eventually they were going to starve unless they managed to find food. |
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2018 16:48:37 GMT -5
Nettlemask couldn't help the way he cast his gaze towards his leader, the pity was becomming hard to maintain for the tom he was meant to respect, and whilst he admired the tom's strength through such struggling times. The young tom found himself growing more and more fearful for the clan he loved. However, he forced himself to look away for now, refusing to accept the state his leader had fallen to. He looked to the patrol and nodded his head, "That sounds good to me," he said firmly.
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 16:57:45 GMT -5
birdclaw, wanna do an rp of SkyPelt and FernPaw? FernPaw could be coming to get herbs to help with his hunger and strength since he barely ever eats))
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 16:58:25 GMT -5
ravenflight - ashclan campfor a moment as well, ravenflight's eyes did move towards where bramblestar was sitting with skypelt, sighing inwardly just a little as he caught his words. it was hard and he didn't want to judge the old tom too hard, but all the warrior could do was hope that things were going to eventually get better and they wouldn't have to worry about any more dangers or starvation. this was going to be one long hunting trip as he simply refused to come back to camp empty pawed when there were so many cats that needed feeding. from the deputy's approval, the black and white tom nodded his head, "alright, and we can hunt on the way as well, just in case there is something out there." though he did doubt that there was, somewhat, but didn't want to mention this and dash any hopes. but they were not going to catch anything from just standing around so, his blue eyes moved over the three cats once again before he turned and padded towards the camp exit to lead them out into the destroyed woods. |
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 17:03:48 GMT -5
WhisperPaw padded behind the others slowly, taking time to scent the air every few tail-lengths in case of prey. She sighed when she scented nothing, but o course no one heard it. She then heard the sound of a dog barking in the distance and her prickled as she remembered SongPaw. The apprentice had snuck out of camp as a kit and gotten attacked by a dog, she came back barely alive and no was disfigured and wounded for life.
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2018 17:11:46 GMT -5
The massive tom followed the warrior at a steady pace, in no rush to see the place he had once known as home in complete destruction, Nettlemask flicked his ears constantly as he listened carefully to the world around him in desperate search of something which he might use to feed his clan. Glancing back to the apprentice when he saw the younger cat flinch and he looked almost sympathetic, for once. "Don't worry, its distant," he said in a surprisingly reassuring tone of voice considering the usually rather isolated deputy. He continued at a steady trot, giving the patrol some distance as he continued the search for prey.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 17:16:29 GMT -5
ravenflight - pine woodit was so sad to see the woods in this sorry state. the bottom of the trees and blackened and charred, ash being kicked up with every pawstep and not even the sound of leaves rustling or any sign of life. not to mention the bad sour smell which still clung to the air like a blanket. maybe one day the wood would regrow and life would come flooding back, but, for now, it was just black and dead. "it's probably with the twolegs by their destroyed nests," he added, giving his apprentice a sympathetic look. he could hear the low rumble in the distance from their large monsters which meant they were out today, a mental note bade to give that area a wide berth as he had no intentions of leading the hunting party into any danger. so, he continued to pad on, ears on the swivel in the hopes that he might hear the sound of prey. |
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2018 17:24:49 GMT -5
(Are they allowed to find prey? if not ignore this and let me know)
Nodding in agreement but saying nothing further, for fear they might scare off any of the prey which actually remained alive on their territory. His tail-tip flicking from side to side in frustration as they went, it seemed as though there was simply nothing to find, and it made him down trodden. His own belly was aching so firmly he was surprised he was still able to keep himself on his paws but he knew he had to continue to fight for his clan. And Nettlemask would do just that until the last breath left his body. However, he was dragged out of his thoughts by something far more interesting.
Thrush.
Stalking away in absolute silence, determination rippling through his every muscle as he went. He would get himself killed if that meant he would catch this piece of prey, he slipped effortlessly into the hunters crouch, and lunged. Tackling the bird perhaps a little more aggressively than needed, but it worked. He returned triumphant, the bird now dead and gripped tightly in his jaws. "That'll at least feed your mate," he offered with half a smile.
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 17:25:15 GMT -5
SpottedLegs nodded. "They're right. Plus, we'll ,make sure that you don't end up like SongPaw." He smiled at them before perking his ears once more to listen for prey. He felt his spirits dropping like usual wen he heard and scented nothing. Letting out a sigh he continued on but felt it was a lost cause.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 17:35:49 GMT -5
(yes they are allowed, just not very much of it)ravenflight - pine woodravenflight continued to pad in silence for what almost felt like an eternity, but he paused. he'd heard the thrush about a second after nettlemask. hope jumped into his limbs, tail quivering with anticipation as he stood as still as possible, waiting on baited breath as the deputy stalked towards the unsuspecting bird. though one thrush was not going to feed the whole clan, it was still a sign of hope that there was prey out here, that they were going to make it through this mess and they weren't going to starve. the tom couldn't hide the absolute elation as he eagerly padded over towards nettlemask, purring out of pure happiness that he had managed to catch something. his mind hand instantly moved to soaringflower as well, but no, she was not the only cat which needed feeding. "we'll still need to do better than one thrush if we hope to feed the clan," he noted. it almost felt mean to push off this accomplishment, but maybe it was a sign that this was going to be a successful trip. "but we should keep moving, hopefully there will be more once we cross the thunderpath."
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 17:39:43 GMT -5
WhisperPaw padded to the NettleMask and gestured her tail in a way that said 'good job!'. She smiled as she looked at the prey and she felt hope fill her. Maybe the forest was starting to come back!
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2018 18:01:35 GMT -5
Dropping the prey, taking great care to bury it fairly deep as to ensure that no hungry scavenger would take prey intended for a clanmate, the handsome tom straightened and cast his gaze across the territory. Flaring his nostrils in search of anything further but finding the air tasteless save for the ash and destruction which had surrounded them for a seemingly endless period of time. But it still instilled a little hope that there was at the very least soemthing out their to be found, and that potentially life was returning to the forests around them. Just let us survive long enough for it to come back to life, but Nettlemask wasn't about to say as much aloud. His clanmates were down-trodden enough, he need not add to their concerns with their own.
Following his patrol deeper into the woods, he continued to listen to the world around him with a desperate hope.
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 18:05:41 GMT -5
WhisperPaw followed behind the others, her amber yes darting around to keep track of any movements around the. She may not be able to talk loudly but she made up for that with sharp eyes and good ears. As she moved the ash underpaw stuck to her fur and she had to shake each of her legs now and then.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 18:11:07 GMT -5
ravenflight - pine woodthe warrior watched as nettlemask buried the prey, taking a moment to look around to remember where exactly it was. if it was buried too deep, they might lose it under all the other strong scents and that would simply be no good. only once the tom was sure the area was ingrained in his brain did he turn his attention back to the other cats. the patrol kept moving forward to where their old border used to be, the smells growing stronger and the sound of monsters rushing past becoming louder and tickling the fur on the inside of his ears. trotting between a gap between some trees, the thunderpath was laid out in front of him like a black motionless river. keeping low to the ground so his belly fur was almost touching, he moved closer, peering both ways. for a moment, it was silent. "spottedlegs, you go first," he instructed, eyes constantly moving from side to side, "and then whisperpaw should go." he then turned towards nettlemask, his gaze almost asking permission from the older tom as he continued, "then you and i'll take the rear?" |
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 18:15:29 GMT -5
SpottedLegs nodded quickly. "Sounds good! I'll go ahead and cross and tell you when the other side is clear as well." With that he padded up to the thunderpath with his paws barely touching the edge. He waited for a break in the monsters and when he had a chance he sprinted across. The black stone was hot under his paws and he started to panic when he noticed a bright red monster coming toward him when he was almost across. Thankfully he made it though and turned to wave his tail to the others.
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2018 18:16:33 GMT -5
Nodding, it was arguably the safest way to traverse the dreaded thunderpath and he wasn't about to disagree with the younger tom. His ears twitching with a level of nervousness as he listened to the monsters rushing path, it was unsettling even to the older tom though he managed to maintain his level headed surprisingly well considering the circumstances. He paused beside Ravenflight with a solemn dip of his head, "That sounds good to me," he agreed. Then turned his attention to the youngest of their number, twitching his ears at her as he glanced over at her mentor. "Does she know how to cross?" He asked, uncertain as to whether it was safe for such a young cat to attempt.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 18:23:45 GMT -5
ravenflight - pine woodnettlemask agreed with his plan and ravenflight nodded his head. he kept low as spottedlegs moved towards the edge of the thunderpath and waited for a quiet moment. it was almost too close for comfort, but the young warrior managed to make it through to the other side unscathed. now they just needed to follow after him. moving a little closer to whisperpaw, he was worried for his apprentice, but he was trying to stay positive about things. and she had crossed before, he had taken her hunting the other side, but that was some moons ago now. "just run and don't stop," he reminded her in a soft meow, "i'll tell you when to go and don't even hesitate. run straight to spottedlegs on the other side." he was sure she would be fine, but he couldn't help but give the she-cat a small lick of comfort all the same. he nudged her close to the edge with his nose, looking both ways constantly, ears twitching until he waited when it was perfectly quiet. "go!" he meowed quickly, making sure that the apprentice got herself moving by giving her a nudge. hopefully, this would work out and no monsters would come while she was crossing. |
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Post by birdclaw on May 1, 2018 18:36:13 GMT -5
((that's cool with me Jekyll! if it's cool with แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ fernpaw can approach bramblestar and skypelt while they're talking? and if not, after bramblestar and skypelt are done talking, fernpaw and skypelt can talk)) |
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Post by Jekyll on May 1, 2018 18:37:02 GMT -5
WhisperPaw nodded and padded to edge. When she heard RavenFlight's cue she shot off. The thunderpath was ruff underpaw and she felt as if it would scrape her pads off. She crossed swiftly and was delighted by the feel of grass beneath her paws when she finally reached the other side and crouched down to wait for the others.
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on May 1, 2018 18:38:06 GMT -5
(yes that's fine! bramblestar will probably just stalk off when fernpaw comes over to go and mope somewhere t b h)
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DM me if u want