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Post by owlspots on May 1, 2019 5:41:10 GMT -5
It hadn't taken Snowclaw long to catch a couple of fish, even if they weren't very impressive. At least now I have an alibi, he thought with a shrug. He picked up his fish and began to pad back in the direction of camp. When he returned, he would let Gingerstripe know that he had spoken to Ashpelt, and find Brambleflower. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't actually seen the tawny queen for a few days - perhaps she'd stayed in the nursery this whole time? Not that they had much of a nursery anymore, it was barely protected from the weather and wasn't even guarded. Before long, the familiar camp walls came into view, as did the pelts of the cats on guard: Harefoot and Redtuft. "Decent haul," Harefoot called out as Snowclaw approached, glancing approvingly at the fish clamped between the white tom's jaws, "Ravenstar will be pleased. You went out with Gingerstripe and Twistedpaw, where are they?" Snowclaw spat the fish out onto the ground so he could speak. "We didn't have much luck where we were, so I went to the dead tree upriver while Gingerstripe and Twistedpaw went further down. I figured I might as well bring these back to camp instead of waiting for them, Ravenstar must be growing impatient," he mewed smoothly, his mismatched eyes cool as he watched Harefoot, who seemed to be satisfied with his response. Redtuft said nothing, merely sitting and observing the exchange. "Very well, I'll tell them you already returned when they arrive back." Harefoot drew back and sat back down on his side of the entrance, motioning for Snowclaw to enter. Snowclaw nodded curtly to the pair, picking up his fish and padding past them into the camp.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 5:42:02 GMT -5
{ So, ignore the tabby markings. I'm planning on fixing them digitally...but I just got back into drawing ; - ;
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Twistedpaw began his way back to camp with two fishes in his mouth. His jaw hurt from carrying them but he ignored it, continuing on his way. He was careful to not drop them, knowing if he did they would become dirty and probably bad in the eyes of their leader. He tried to muster up some determination within in case but he couldn't, he felt exhausted. He just wanted to rest for a while. He was quiet the whole way back, choosing to not fill the air with his useless talking.
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Post by owlspots on May 1, 2019 5:49:19 GMT -5
(That's so cute!!)
Waspwing waited until Snowclaw was completely out of sight before she spoke. "Be careful, you don't know these cats," she reminded Robinsong, "I mean, Snowclaw seems decent but you should still keep an eye out. Ravenstar isn't stupid and it'll be a miracle if he doesn't find out about this plan eventually, even if it's long after we've left his territory." She took a few careful steps towards Ashpelt and stopped about a tail-length away from the large grey tom. "Snaketooth and Shadefang are taking an awfully long time, do you think they ran into any trouble?" she asked, lowering her voice so that Robinsong wouldn't hear her; she didn't want to worry the pale-furred she-cat after telling her that Snaketooth would be fine.
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smokey
we out here
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Post by smokey on May 1, 2019 6:02:43 GMT -5
(awww they're cuties! )
Gingerstripe kept his eye on Twistedpaw the whole way back to camp. He was worried about how Twistedpaw felt about falling in the river, but he didn't want to press the younger tom about it when he was so obviously upset. Instead, he kept himself pressed firmly to the apprentice. When they got back, they were informed that Snowclaw had returned not long before them. He started to make his way to Ravenstar's den when he was stopped by his father. "Twistedpaw didn't slow you down, did he?" Fuzzytail asked harshly, obviously taking note of both cats' slightly damp coats. "Of course not. He's the best hunting companion in the clan," Gingerstripe responded calmly. The two toms engaged in an intense staring match, their identical amber gazes unwavering. There was a clear silent power-battle taking place. Finally, after what felt like forever, Fuzzytail blinked and scowled. He took the fish from Gingerstripe and Twistedpaw and headed off towards Ravenstar's den. Gingerstripe looked towards Twistedpaw and smiled slightly. "Go get some rest," he mewed, then trotted off to find his family.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 6:40:28 GMT -5
{Do you want me to bring them back? ^^; or timeskip?}
Twistedpaw made his way to the apprentice's den, slipping inside and settling in his old nest. He closed his eyes now, wanting to sleep the feelings away that now plagued him. He remembered what Fuzzytail said and his fur pricked up. He looked to his back leg and started cursing repeatedly to himself, angry with Starclan now that they chose to make him the cat with the limp.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 6:53:58 GMT -5
{ -has slept a total of 4 hours the past 48- } What's a sleep schedule? Sure let's do one though ^^ }
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Post by owlspots on May 1, 2019 7:32:26 GMT -5
(Timeskip sounds good!! ^^)
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Post by smokey on May 1, 2019 18:17:43 GMT -5
(let's get this party started πππ do we wanna bring in any cats from camp?)
Ashpelt paced a few tail-lengths away from the river, ears flat against his head. Gingerstripe and Hollycloud were sat behind him, exchanging nervous glances as they waited for their mother to arrive. The gray tom stopped and looked back at his niece and nephew, giving them a soft smile. "Don't worry, she'll be here soon. Starclan willing, Frostflower and Snowclaw will be with her." Despite his comforting words, his tail twitched nervously and his pelt prickled with anticipation. They were at the end of their stay. Getting the cats out unnoticed had proven to be difficult; they had almost been discovered several times in the last few days. Luckily, Snowclaw and Dappleleaf had been doing everything they could to keep the operation a secret. Finally, he padded back to their makeshift camp and approached Snaketooth. The warrior had become somewhat of a second-in-command. "Is every cat fed? As soon as Dappleleaf gets here, we'll have to leave," he mewed, turning his eyes to their fresh-kill pile in the center of the small clearing.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 19:53:22 GMT -5
{ Like from Fogclan camp? This makeshift? Or cedarclan lol? }
Snaketooth looked over the warriors and apprentices with them, making a mental note of who has ate and who hasn't. "I believe so, Ashpelt. The sooner we get this done, the quicker we can get out here." He got up from his spot, hoping they could leave soon. He didn't like the feeling in the pit of his stomach but he refused to leave behind his clan mates.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 21:25:50 GMT -5
{Can I take this moment to kill Shybird since I never use her? Lol we could do a few deaths here just to make Fogstar a bit angry }
Snaketooth purred when Robinsong showed up, licking her cheek softly. He had been growing closer to asking her a certain question, now that he was somewhat sure of his feelings. When he did that he heard a soft blech sound from behind him, turning he saw Twistedpaw staring at them with a small smile tugging at his face. He rolled his eyes and turned to Snaketooth, swatting his tail at Twistedpaw while doing so. "I'm sure she will be safe..." He trailed off, not sure about it fully.
{How do I turn a sketch into digital art without making it look like I did it in MS Paint ughhh}
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 21:54:22 GMT -5
{I never use her ahhh and it might be a tad redemption, she tries to fight one of the cats overcoming her fears}
"She has a point, Ashpelt. Maybe we should send a warrior or two ahead?" He didn't like the feeling of sitting here like prey, waiting for someone to come get them. He wanted to see what was going on with the other cats, now. He hoped Ashpelt would agree and choose a warrior or two to go ahead to see what was going on with the last group. He didn't hear any noise, maybe they were just having trouble leaving camp?
{I think, since we might kill three characters, we need to have more than just Ravenstar go after them. That way Snowclaw still gets to save the day because he stops Ravenstar but the others are still taken out. }
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 22:24:02 GMT -5
{ Yay for living! Now I need to come up with a Suffix for Twisted though ahh lol. I don't want him to have one about his disability though }
Shybird stepped forward, shaking in her pelt. She wasn't sure why Fogstar brought her here but she knew that she had to do something for the cats of the clan she called home. "I'll go." She managed to keep her voice even as she met the eyes of Ashpelt. She tried to remind herself that she had nothing to fear, these were also clan cats right? She could end up hurt, but she didn't think anything further would happen. If it does, I have Starclan to call my home.
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Post by smokey on May 1, 2019 22:33:32 GMT -5
(it'd be sweet if Fogstar renamed him to something pertaining to his spirit or something like that)
Ashpelt stared thoughtfully at Shybird for a moment. She had her flaws, but the she-cat seemed determined to go. "If that's what you want to do, I'll allow it," he stated with a nod. "Hollycloud, you may join her." As much as he wanted to keep his niece and nephew safe, he knew keeping the black she-cat back would be near impossible. "Snaketooth, Shadefang, and myself will wait on this side of the river. Everyone else will remain in camp unless I call." He held his head high as he spoke, authority in his words. Starclan, please let them return safely.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 22:42:38 GMT -5
{Welp give me a bit and I'll find something, gonna probably type up his ceremony too while I'm at it. Also I finished the bad MS Paint drawing; I was gonna add more cream, might later, but I was getting frustrated lol }
Shymouse brought herself to the river, slipping into the water naturally. She padded her way across the water and climbed onto the shore, letting herself stand there for a moment. She shook the water free from her pelt and continued deeper into the forest. She kept herself alert, waiting for any noises. An owl let out a hoot beside her and she nearly jumped out of her pelt. She straightened up, bracing herself to find the cats ahead. She knew the stories of Ravenstar, but surely no cat was so dark? Maybe they were just caught in the camp for now.
{ We can start the fight but I think we should wait to end it for Owlspots c: }
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 23:11:14 GMT -5
Shybird peaked out of the bush they were hiding in, watching for the cats they heard. She hoped no one was hurt, maybe they misheard? She knew they didn't but a cat can still hope. Her pelt prickled and she dug her claws into the earth below them, fear washing over her. We can't just sit here and wait for it! But we could get hurt if we go out there. She was having a mental dilemma as she crouched there. She repeatedly heard the word coward in her mind, she couldn't stay here. She looked to Hollycloud, seeing if she was in agreement.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 1, 2019 23:27:52 GMT -5
[ just gonna drop a little starter in here... howdy everyone! ]
Not one to keep his paws still for long, Hickorypaw was pacing dedicatedly back and forth in front of the brambles of the apprentices' den. With all of the new developments for Fogclan as of late, the tom was a little bit on edge and wishing quite feverishly that he has a larger role to play in all of this business with Cedarclan. He thought longingly about the patrol that was out currently, daydreaming about being a part of it while his claws flexed against the cool floor of the cave. The tom would be lying if he said he wasn't angry that Ashpelt hadn't brought him along. I more useful than half the cats that went with him... he thought bitterly, whacking at a stray bramble with paw. Casting a quick look around camp, the Somali wondered what there was to be done to help from here. Ashpelt's not here so... Hickorypaw took note of. I doubt I'd be missed if I left, right? He debated, turning his pale amber gaze towards the entrance to the cave, considering.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 23:28:04 GMT -5
{ Hey, when Ashpelt gets back I gave him an apprentice! Hickorypaw! It's π»ππ as the rper }
Shybird dashed out after her but she stopped, confused on who she was supposed to be fighting. All these cats smell the same! She felt panic rise until a cat tackled her to the ground, hissing loudly. She wiggled out of it's grip and got up, panting from the wind that was knocked out of her. The completely white she-cat didn't give her a moment to rest though as she swiped furiously at her face. Shybird could feel blood swelling up above her eye but she ignored it as she launched herself at the cat.
"Snowthrush!" A black tom called, his fur raising now. Shybird ignored the tom as she continued to dig her claws into the she-cat, wanting her to stay down where she was. Snowthrush, however, was pummeling her back legs into her.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 23:30:43 GMT -5
{Hey!}
Fawnstep was leaving the warrior's den when she noticed Hickorypaw gazing out of the cave entrance. She knew it must suck to be stuck in camp while he waited for his mentor to get back, she flicked her tail and walked over to him, sitting down. "Hey, Hickorypaw, if you'd like we can go out and get the nursery some new bedding. Maybe we can find a few pieces of prey here and there." She hinted, not knowing if it was against the rules to take out another cat's apprentice. She searched the camp for anyone else who might want to tag along with them.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 1, 2019 23:36:52 GMT -5
Hickorypaw did his absolute best to suppress an eyeroll at Fawnstep's words once she approached and took a seat next to the tom. He didn't want to offend the warrior, but collecting bedding? Really? Great... while Ashpelt's out doing something exciting, I'm left behind to collect bedding. Turning to address her, Hickorypaw offered up a faint and a little forced smile, his fur slightly ruffled and giving away his displeasure. "Er, sure Fawnstep. That sounds... perfect." He replied, a note of sarcasm in his last word. "Hey, you don't know when Ashpelt's patrol is supposed to be coming back, do you?" The apprentice asked, doing his best to sound casual in his question and like it wasn't the only thing the tom could think about.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 1, 2019 23:42:17 GMT -5
"Soon, hopefully. Waspwing came back to tell Fogstar about how it'll take longer than they thought." She had been hoping they would be back soon, Shadefang had told her she would tell her what happened and she couldn't wait to hear. She got up now, gesturing with her tail for him to follow. "Come on, it'll be fun...we could make a game out of it!" She really didn't know how to make cats cheer up, she just knew how to take care of the clan. "Cloudsplash will be grateful for the new bedding, with her kits coming soon. You also would get in pretty good with Flintfur." She was at the entrance now, the cool breeze brushing along her pelt as she stared out at the forest below her.
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