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Post by Falconwing on Dec 9, 2019 15:31:39 GMT -5
♧Fallowleaf♧ "Sorrelstep, we did the right thing in taking down that tom and when he wakes we will getbto the bottom of this and then send him on his way. .. Hopefully with our claws in his hindquarters as we chase him off Tangleclan territory." Fallowleaf was normally not this aggressive but she couldn't help but remember the sight of Sorrelstep getting shredded by the loner. It was a memory she would nevernforget and one that would continue to fuel her aggression. Positioned herself on her friends side that wasnt hurt she began to groom Sorrelsteps messy black pelt knowing that it would be hard for her to twist around to groom herself.
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 9, 2019 15:44:46 GMT -5
Bluestorm purred in acknowledgement to Timberstar as she made he way to sit beside her brother and curled her long fluffy tail over her paws. A comforting purr sprang fort has she rasped her tongue over her paw a few times before flicking it over her ear to clean it. “When your tired I’ll switch with you later tonight, don’t be so nervous you know it’s just one rogue and we all can easily handle it” she soothed him quietly and flicked an ear in his direction, glancing at him for a moment before her attention was drawn back to Timberstar with a small smile.
Blackheart rolled his eyes at her comment though it did smooth him he was just being grumpy. “I know I just don’t want anyone else to try and show up for him more so then anything” he whispered back to his sister as his amber eyes shifted to look over at her with a slight frown and narrowed eyes. “Regardless we’re all a big family and will protect each other in one way.” He relaxed a little in his sister presence and twitched his ears forward when Timberstar called out, notching the small smile his sister had and made a face in amusement. “Stop” he teased quietly and prodded her side with his paw only to ear a small swat at his ear in return. He purred very quietly out of character for for him and went silent to hear what Timberstar had to say.
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Post by νσι∂ on Dec 10, 2019 9:33:29 GMT -5
Rosewind || Stealthfire & Falconwing Dipping her head to Stoatheart in both a sign of respect and farewell before heading towards the medicine den. She instantly spotted Fallowleaf and Sorrelstep, conversing just outside the den. Rosewind noted that neither molly appeared very pleased and she couldn’t say she blamed them really. The tom really had done a number on the black furred warrior. TangledClan was Rosewind’s home and she loved it and the cats within it dearly. This strange cat possibly didn’t deserve their aid but he would get it, at least until he was able to give some answers. It wasn’t in her compassionate nature to turn a blind eye to those in need. Carefully approaching the two warriors, she forced a smile. “Fallowleaf were you injured at all in the fight? I -” the young molly was interrupted by the call for a clan meeting. The unrest in the clan that had been festering since Cavegrowl and Runningpaw had rushed into the camp needed to be tempered with information, Rosewind understood that well. She herself was quite eager to have an idea of what was going on but she had a feline with a sprained jaw to consider. She knew Sorrelstep would want to stay and listen, probably needing answers just as much as the rest of their clan-mates, so she didn’t even suggest heading inside the den. “I can go grab some elder leaves and treat you here, if you want? I can also grab some herbs for you, Fallowleaf - if you need them?” she offered to the two mollies, willing to miss part of the meeting in order to help them. Shadowpaw || ^^ Shadowpaw watched as his sister debated on joining them, particularly paying attention to how nervous the stranger seemed to make her. Seeing as he hadn’t seen the unconscious cat as a threat, the ghost tabby had yet to consider that his presence would make Rushpaw uneasy. He didn’t particularly care that the loner was getting attention from the medicine cats but he also didn’t really think much of the brown tabby, to be completely honest. He had full faith in his superiors, not doubting for a moment that after a swift interrogation the cat would be escorted out of TangledClan territory. The tom had attacked Sorrelstep and Fallowleaf for StarClans’ sakes! There was no way Timberstar would allow him to stay. Still, the sight of his sister’s concern sparked Shadowpaw’s protective instincts. His claws instinctually flexed deep into the grass beneath his paws, ready to sink into the tom should he make any sudden moves. He only relaxed when Rushpaw was settled beside him, letting his shoulder brush against hers in a silent comfort. “Well, Runningpaw told me tha-” but once again the siblings were interrupted, this time by Timberstar. At the mentions of Duskfern, he cast his yellow tinted gaze across the gathering of cats. “Did she leave camp?” he questioned, tilting his head to the side. He hadn’t even seen the deputy since she returned with Timberstar.Aspenleap || ^^ “Of course, anything to help,” Aspenleap replied honestly, offering a brief smile to Duskfern. Answers, the deputy had promised answers. The monsters had been on her mind the whole time she’d searched around camp, the danger they posed the clan setting her on edge. The molly was sure that her clan-mates were just as worried, maybe even more so. “Let's get to that meeting then,” the fluffy warrior affirmed, following Duskfern back towards the entrance to their camp.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 10, 2019 16:07:51 GMT -5
《I will try to make a response later this evening. But in the meantime here is this handsome boy to add to the rogues group 》 Rosco || Tom || 47 Moons •Smokey grey oriental longhair with a pale fluffy throat and chest and a long feathery tail. He has faint tabby markings on his face, and black skin on his lips nose and around his eyes. His eyes are a sultry olive green in and almond shape. With sharp triangular facial features. Rosco has a lean muscular build with long legs giving in an above average height. •Calm and sensible this tom is never in a hurry, though sometimes that is not a good thing. He is patient and slow to anger, though once he reaches his angry point it becomes hard to put out his fire. Loyal till the end he would not hesitate for those he conciders family. He does though have a deathly fear of monsters, despite always being forced to ride in them when ever his twolegs took him places. •Rosco was born and raised as a kittypet, constantly caged and hauled around from one twoleg building to another. Was a show cat for the majority of his life but he quickly came to the realization that thatbwas not the life he wished to live. So one day the tom managed to escape his captors and raced off into the wild where he met Strike and has been with her ever since.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 10, 2019 16:38:39 GMT -5
[What an absolute cutie he is! I'm bogged down in a project tonight so will most likely be able to respond to everything early tomorrow ]
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 10, 2019 17:32:41 GMT -5
《Okay well then I will just wait for Timberstars announcement 》
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 11, 2019 21:28:10 GMT -5
[Thanks for patience with my replies! Here's the first:) ] νσι∂ Falconwing "I hope you're right," Sorrelstep meowed to Fallowleaf. A slight purr crackled in her chest while the younger warrior helped groom her, at least Fallowleaf seemed to want to stay by Sorrelstep's side when the loner awoke. She wanted to distract herself from her anger at a problem she was for now too weak to change, and, looking around to observe all that had happened in camp since they had retreated to the medicine den, Sorrelstep noticed the other parts of Timberstar's patrol returning. Bringing Fallowleaf's attention to this with a motion of her tail, she commented slyly, "Pinenose and Cavegrowl have returned. They look tired, but unharmed, thank StarClan." She wouldn't press any further, simply wanting to support Fallowleaf just as she supported her.
When Timberstar called for the clan meeting, Sorrelstep was grateful to Rosewind for her offer to treat her where she lay. Sorrelstep was not yet without faith for their clan's capability to tackle these threats, but was anxious to hear how Timberstar would approach them. She feared he would lean too strongly toward the custom of Duskfern's cautiousness and slow action. Nodding politely to Rosewind, she answered, "Thank you, I would appreciate staying here- at least until the meeting has ended."
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 11, 2019 21:51:39 GMT -5
Runningpaw's excitement dimmed a little at Cavegrowl's expected lukewarm approval of the apprentice's help toward the loner. He quieted himself and attempted to mimic his mentor's air of maturity. Naturally, the tom knew he wasn't a medicine cat apprentice, so why should he be commended for medicine cat duties when he couldn't even contribute to the patrols that day? At Timberstar's announcement, Runningpaw sat down calmly, watching his clanmates to learn what he could of others' opinions from their reactions. He stayed near Pinenose and Cavegrowl, hoping maybe to overhear their thoughts after the meeting as well. The young tom felt confused about the entire day, but planned to do his best to discern the proper way, as a warrior, to approach the threats they faced.
"Yes, no time to lose," Duskfern seconded Aspenleap's agreement as they returned toward the camp's entrance. As the dark furred she-cat strode around the camp's perimeter, she thought upon what she hoped would be the outcome of this meeting. She was unable to fully tell the extent to which Aspenleap worried about the monsters, and the clan meeting might be able to give Duskfern a better picture of just how much calming and convincing their clan's members would need. Personally, the deputy was confident in her ability to assure her clanmates of their safety, but desperately believed thoughtful action was the best action they could take for now. Duskfern didn't blame Sorrelstep for the vicious fight with the loner. Nevertheless, it was this kind of impulsive bravery her sister was so fond of that could easily have sparked a conflict, one the deputy had deescalated before. As she entered camp, she knew this loner would prove to be just as difficult a situation now as the monsters which frightened him here in the first place.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 12, 2019 11:54:28 GMT -5
♧Fallowleaf♧ Inbetween laps of cleaning her friends pelt Fallowleaf shook her head no. "Thank you Rosewind, but I am fine", her response was short and quaint. The young warrior really didn't have anything against the medicine knowing that she was just doing her duty. Just then the call for a clan meeting was sounded and the marbled brown and cream shecat turned her attention to her leader. "Ah its about time", she breathed sitting up and angling her ears towards her leader. Thankfully they were close enough to be apart without having to move from their spot.
◇Rushpaw◇ Black ringed tail swishing back and forth in an upset manner at their conversation being interrupted Rushpaw sighed. "Yes she did, I will just wait here with you till she comes back." Settling back down next to her brother, "I'll listen to the meeting with you untill she comes back", Rushpaws procrastination to leave her brother helped make the young female feel a littlw bit more comfortable. With all crazy going on, it was nice to be next to someone she felt familiar with... safe with.
☆Timberstar☆ Giving everyone some time to settle down infront of Highlegde the regal brown tom gazed down upon his clan. He could see worried eyes and fluffed pelts of insecurity, hopefully this clan meeting would put their minds and hearts at ease. After the majority of everyone had gathered Timberstar raise his strong voice for everyone to hear. "Members of Tangleclan, I know the events of this morning may have traveled from cat to cat but allow me to make you have been correctly informed. The dawn patrol witnessed a great disturbance, monsters have left the thunderpath and are destroy the Old Farm and the lands around it." Keeping himself tall and steady he quickly continued as to not let everyones imagination get out of control. "Before you worry, know that though the monsters have left the thunderpath they remain on the other side, our lands completely untouched. However we must remain on guard. This destruction has and will continue to drive animals onto our land, both prey and predator. From now on there will be a dawn and dusk patrol along the thunderpath border to keep an eye on what is going on to make sure they do not come into Tangleclan territory." Taking a second to catch his breath Timberstar hoped that the increase of pateol activity would help make the clan feel more protected. "Camp will also be under constant guard with two warriors at all times untill thibgs settle down. We will not go unprotected at any time, Tangleclan is strong and capable of overcoming this adversity. There need not be any worry."
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 13, 2019 2:25:27 GMT -5
Blackheart felt a blanket of anxiety cover his muscles as he listened to their leader and frowned slightly. He had only known about the attack and with this new information it only served to make him more uneasy. There was no way they could drive back monsters like that if they decided to try and come to their land. His claws dig into the ground below as he school his features into looking calm. Ears twitching every so often to catch any conversation he could that fluttered through the crowd. “What about the rouge?” He finally called out in question about the Tom he currently was standing guard by.
Bluestorm frowned slightly with the new knowledge as she flicked her tail lightly behind her. She found herself slightly starting to nod in agreement with the added patrols and guards now around camp, ready to help with either one. Eyes casted over to her brother for a moment, seeming to sense the toms anxiety like a swat to her ear as she lightly touched her tail to his hip out of comfort before looking back up at Timberstar as her brother spoke up in question.
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Post by νσι∂ on Dec 14, 2019 13:06:43 GMT -5
(( i'm really sorry everyone, my friend had a family emergency and i had to take care of their animals at a house with no internet connection! it was short notice but i'm sorry! ))
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 14, 2019 16:45:17 GMT -5
《Its alright I understand that this month in general is a busy time. I dont expect the RP to be very actice until the new year. Hopefully we can get this baby rolling, cause Im enjoying the thickening plot! Stealthfire if youd like we can RP the group of rouges on another page and when they end up crossing over into Tangleclan territory then we can move them in here. I'm working on that one today. 》
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 14, 2019 19:18:37 GMT -5
[Super happy with rping them from a distance for a bit before they cross over:)]
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Post by νσι∂ on Dec 14, 2019 19:54:12 GMT -5
Rosewind || Stealthfire & Falconwing Rosewind nodded to Fallowleaf, relieved that at least she had not been harmed in the scuffle. "Alright, I'll be right back with the herbs for your jaw," the she-cat murmured quietly, unwilling to disturb her other clan mates who were straining to hear what Timberstar had to say. She smiled politely at both mollies before padding into the den, taking a deep breath of the comforting scents of all the medicinal herbs. Picking her way through the den, Rosewind ducked into the storage area, using her nose to pick up the distinct trace of elder leaves. She found the pointed waxy leaves, picking up a mouthful before returning to Sorrelstep's side. "I'm going to apply these elder leaves for the sprain, I have to rub in the juices and it may be a bit uncomfortable," the medicine cat piped up, before beginning to chew on the herbs. Shadowpaw || ^^ To be completely honest, Shadowpaw didn't mind that his sister decided to remain by his side. He was afraid for her to go find Duskfern by herself, simply because of the loner and monster situation. There might be more loners out there and if she went out alone she could be vulnerable to attack. They weren't that many moons away from becoming warriors but no matter how old they got, Shadowpaw was sure that he'd always worry for Rushpaw on some level. A quiet purr rumbled in his chest, "Feel free, I don't mind the company." His tail twitched back and forth behind him before he peered up at their leader. He listened carefully, absorbing the information as well as he could. Aspenleap || ^^ The long-furred she-cat followed after her deputy, eager to get to the meeting. She wondered how Timberstar would handle the monster situation, which was sure to concern or even scare some of their clan-mates. Aspenleap wasn't entirely sure that she felt as calm as she tried to outwardly appear. She hadn't even seen the monsters but the thought of the terrible creatures leaving the thunder-path was almost too awful to imagine. Then there was the strange scent around their camp. That wasn't very soothing either. Well, she'll just have to put her faith in StarClan.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 16, 2019 16:08:31 GMT -5
《Sorry guys I will try to get a post up soon. I just finished the page for the group of rogues is called the Ravagers. There are limited spots so if you want one be quick to post your bios before they are gone. wcrpforums.com/thread/73780/ravagers》
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 18, 2019 12:39:26 GMT -5
Hello all, I'm moving the next few days so I'll try and still post within that time, but just in case I go MIA for a bit :)
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 19, 2019 12:40:51 GMT -5
Hello all, I'm moving the next few days so I'll try and still post within that time, but just in case I go MIA for a bit Good luck with moving! Just dont forget about us lol
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 19, 2019 13:01:53 GMT -5
☆Timberstar☆ Stealthfire νσι∂ AlphaWolves When Blackheart spoke up about the rogue, the clan leader hesitated, knowing that this was the more pressing matter. It needed to be handled with the utmost care, his clanmates were looking to him to lead the clan and bring forth justice agasint the wounded. "For now all that we know is that the rogue was passing through to escape the monsters who had destroyed his home. Brave Sorrelstep and Fallowleaf kept him from coming to close to camp and in the battle he was knocked unconscious. He will be under constant guard until he awakens. Then we can get down to the bottom of him being here." Pausing the mahogany tom allowed his gaze to sweep across his clan. "I know that the days ahead hold uncertainties and hard work, but are strongest when we are together. If you have any personal concerns do not hesitate to speak with either myself or Duskfern." Giving a shallow head dip he whipped his tail back and forth once to signal the end of the meeting before he leapt down, land on a soft patch of moss.
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Post by Falconwing on Dec 19, 2019 13:12:11 GMT -5
◇Rushpaw◇ νσι∂ The young shecat touched tailed with her brother, at his welcoming words. Shifting her body a little closer to his she settled in and lostened to the reat of the meeting. Blackheart had spoke up about the rogue and it cause Rushpaw to turn her head and take a peak back at the unconscious sandy tom. She forced herself to break her gaze off him as her pelt began to fluff. Giving it a quick couple of licks she helped it lie flat once again, hopeful that no one noticed her fear. When the meeting was concluded she rolled over onto her back exposing her belly towards Shadowpaw. "What would you do if the rogue woke up and started to attack everyone?" She questioned curiously her paws batting playfully at his flank.
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 20, 2019 11:37:34 GMT -5
Blackheart Listened intently as Timberstar spoke, ears forward to catch everything as he subconsciously leaned in the leaders direction as he spoke. When the announcement was over he tightened himself and frowned a little. Eyes glanced over the sleeping rogue once more as he curled his tail over his paws and sighed quietly. “Who do you think he is?” He quietly whispered to his sister who was starting to get up from her spot beside him.
Bluestorm quietly listened as she sat beside her brother. Slowly she nodded at what timber star was saying and sighed quietly when the announcement was called to an end. She stood and stretched out her limbs, shaking her thick fur before glancing back at Blackheart when he asked he a question. “He’s not someone we’ve seen before so maybe he wandered into the area and set up home across the thunder path but when they destroyed it he ran here? Either way we won’t know anything till he’s awake. Stop fretting, makes your fur stick out everywhere” she teased him with touching her tail to his shoulder and padding away to the fresh kill pile.
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Post by Stealthfire on Dec 23, 2019 16:13:58 GMT -5
Falconwing As soon as his father finished speaking, Pinenose wished to speak with Sorrelstep and Fallowleaf before any other discussions with his clanmates. He was curious as to how the frightened loner, who looked only like he wished to avoid any clan cat when he and Duskfern met him, could have been involved in such a devastating fight. Swishing his tail briefly in parting to Cavegrowl and Runningpaw whom he sat beside, the brown tom loped over to the she-cats sitting at the threshold of the medicine cat den. "Fallowleaf, Sorrelstep. I hope you're alright, thank you for protecting camp so bravely," he greeted earnestly. When Sorrelstep met him with an indifferent gaze, he thought the black warrior might be in too much pain to question at the moment. He turned to Fallowleaf and meowed inquisitively, "How did the fight occur? When Duskfern and I met him from the thunderpath, he only wanted to leave as soon as possible." --- νσι∂ /Falcon Sorrelstep heard Rosewind absent-mindedly as the medicine cat addressed her sprained jaw. She listened intently as a voice which she faintly recognised as Blackheart questioned about the rogue. As the scent of Rosewind's chewed elder leaves wafted toward her, the sleek warrior remained unmoved by Timberstar's encouraging words, but she was glad that the leader acknowledged the threat this loner posed, and seemed as of yet stern toward him. Sorrelstep knew the clan was surprised for now, but she worried about the soft hearts of some of her clanmates. How long would it take for them to want to extend their care to this unknown danger, when there was so much else to worry about?
When Pinenose mentioned his former run-in with the loner, Sorrelstep felt a tinge of fury, but stayed silent, her mind racing. This explained her sister's knowledge of the him arriving from the thunderpath. Duskfern had allowed the loner to escape freely. She had never entrusted her sister with the power of a deputy. With boiling anger, Sorrelstep thought, How could I ever respect her again, when I was the one who had to put in the real work for the clan's defense? --- AlphaWolves From his crouched place beside the loner, Stoatheart overheard Blackheart and his sister's speculations as they guarded the unconscious tom. As Bluestorm left, the medicine cat meowed to Blackheart, "Whoever he is, he'll be able to tell us a good deal more about the dangers of the monsters than any other cat. He's been closer to their movements than we have." The brown and white tom was intent on making sure this cat's place was secure within the clan while he rested. With such an injury, he would need time to recover, and by proving the usefulness of the newcomer's knowledge, Stoatheart hoped he could convince others around him to warm to the idea of allowing him to rest here. The thought of the sandy tom being turned into the wilds outside their territory alone right after he awoke was heart wrenching to him.
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Post by AlphaWolves on Dec 28, 2019 12:57:57 GMT -5
Blackheart narrowed his eyes in Stoathearts direction as he spoke and frowned. “It would be good to know more about the monster but is it worth the risk of a loner knowing about us and our camp? We’ve never had a problem and I think most just want to keep it that way” he carefully managed to rasp out as to not offend the Tom best he could. He was always one to be better safe then sorry when it came to these situations but that way of thinking did deter new opportunities from sprouting. He knew deep down it would be easy for the clan to do whatever they needed to be safe but how were they to be sure he wasn’t part of another group of cats that were being pushed from their territory looking for a new home. Subconscious his fur lightly stood up on his shoulders, barley noticeable unless you were close as he curled his tail over his paws to hide the flexing of his anxious motions with his claws.
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Post by Falconwing on Jan 1, 2020 13:56:26 GMT -5
♧Fallowleaf♧ Stealthfire When the meeting ended Fallowleaf was quick to notice Pinenose's sleek brown form headed straight for them. Quickly she gave her ruffled pelt a few licks, trying to make it lay flat but it was useless to try in such a short amount of time. Trying not to look scattered the young feline looked to Sorrelstep and watched as Rosewind tended to her jaw. Though her eyes were focused forwards her peripherals were able to see Pinenose draw closer, all the while her claws nervously gripped at the ground beneath them. "Oh, Pinenose" she meowed, finally turning shyly to face him when he approached speaking to them. "Im sure you would have done the same to protect us." Soft green eyes blinked as she looked up at him and then he asked how it all went down. "Well Sorrelstep and I were up on the the ridgeline above camp on guard when we caught sight of him racing through the woods right for camp. I had no idea if he knew that our camp was there or not but we couldn't let him get past us. We ran down to meet him and when we exposed ourselves to him, he seemed crazed and was quick to lash out." As she told the story she drew a little closer to him, excitement about the story causing her long furred pelt to fluff back up. "He came at me first, but I pulled back just in time to avoid those nasty claws of his. Thats when Sorrelstep leapt in and the two became locked in battle. As soon as I saw an opening I charged the tom knocking him off of Sorrelstep and I think thats when his head slammed into a large rock causing that deep gash and knocking him out cold." ¤Jagg¤ ( AlphaWolves Stealthfire) A sharp throbbing pain slowly brought the sandy tom out of his lifeless state and his legs moved, curling beneath him as if he were trying to stand. However as he began to blink his eyes open and try to rise he found his legs weak and unwilling to support his weight. "Ughh" a groan escaped him and he allowed his body to relax back on the cool earth beneath him. What had happened? As he tried to remember what had happened it did nothing but cause he head to hurt even more and his closed eyes blinked open once again. Vision foggy, and the sounds around him seemed to be distant and echoed around in his head. Disoriented and confused Jagg tried to make sense of his foggy surroundings as he did his best to focus his senses and mind. ♡Otterheart♡ ( νσι∂) The sound of movement behind him caused Otterhearts ears to instantly swivel backwards, his head quickly followed. His icy blue eyes were quick to land on the sandy tom who was beginning to wake. "Stoatheart, Blackheart! Look", his mew was hushed yet urgent not wanting to draw the whole clans attention. Shadowpaw! Quick go get Timberstar and let him know that the loner is waking up. Be quick and be quiet." His orders were firm towards his apprentice. Nodding he cast his gaze back to the loner, what was about to happen?
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 2, 2020 21:01:23 GMT -5
Stoatheart / Blackheart / Otterheart / Jagg AlphaWolves Falconwing
[Oh my goodness all these lads are called heart lol]
The brown and white tom nodded in respectful acknowledgement of Blackheart's opinion. The warrior's point was one that many in the clan would share, that the medicine cat knew. Stoatheart understood his indiscriminate concern for all cats was not a common trait, but it was what made him good at his role. The tom's blue eyes flashed open at the sound of the groan escaping the sandy cat before him. "Yes, Otterheart. You're right to stay quiet. Stay very still," he requested of him and Blackheart. Though he was not afraid of this apparently violent loner, he was wary not to frighten him with the sight of three toms imposing before his wakening gaze. Stoatheart's honey-smooth voice wafted toward the loner as he remained crouched near him, "Stay calm," he mewed, "You're completely safe where you are." Hoping the tom would listen, he added, "Try not to move. It will hurt."
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Post by Falconwing on Jan 8, 2020 12:35:35 GMT -5
《Haha I know! I didnt even realize that there were so many with that prefix. I will change Otterhearts name to Ottersnarl》
Ottersnarl nodded to Stoatheart and looked around to make sure no one noticed the slight commotion going on in the small hollow. "Here Blackheart lets block everyones view with our bodies so they cant see anything." Calmy the cream and brown tom shifted into position as if he was just simply moving to a better spot.
A clear voice sounded next to him telling him to keep calm. Taking a deep breath Jagg stopped moving and allowed his body to relax. He had no choice but to teust the strangers, atleast he wasn't dead already. Blinking he was finally able to focus his vision and see clearly. Slowly looking about him the sandy tom could tell that he was in a small makeshift den with three other cats. The one closest to him must've been the one who was speaking to him and just beyond were two other toms, obviously formidable opponents. There was no way he could figbt his way out. "Who are you?" He finally asked in a raspy tone. His mouth and throat were parched, probably a side effect of him being dehydrated. He couldn't remember the last time he drank anything. And to be honest now that he started to think... he couldn't remember anything prior to him waking up.
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 9, 2020 18:05:59 GMT -5
Pinenose / Fallowleaf Falconwing The brown tom listened with peaked interest, thoroughly engaged in Fallowleaf's retelling of her adventure. As she spoke, he thought about the imposing figure of the frightened tom he and Duskfern had encountered. The two she-cats were formidable opponents whose training certainly warranted their success over the loner's outburst, but the violence of the spar made Pinenose amazed that Fallowleaf's pelt had escaped brutal lashes such as the ones Sorrelstep bore. When she had finished, he meowed, "That's quite a struggle you two had. I'm so glad you're alright, and that Sorrelstep is alive." He purred and touched his nose to Fallowleaf's cheek with friendly relief. His face drooped as he recalled her earlier reply to his praise. "I don't know if I would have done the same," he said somberly. He was aware that Sorrelstep could probably hear them, but it made no difference to the tom. "Duskfern held me back from stepping near him. I think he knew he could get away easily with us. But with the two of you, he had to put up a fight." The warrior hated to speak poorly of anyone, especially not his deputy, but his guilt was so strong over an attack on his clanmates that he felt should have been on himself and Duskfern.
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Stoatheart/ Blackheart AlphaWolves / Ottersnarl (Falconwing) In the same warm tone, the medicine cat meowed, "I am Stoatheart I'm a medicine cat, which means I have a duty to see you well, and I do not fight." For now, the tom included only included information that would put the loner at ease until his mind was more capable. Though he feared alerting Sorrelstep, who he knew Fallowleaf had assisted to the medicine cat den, of the sandy tom's wakening, Stoatheart knew now was a critical time to gather supplies for his health. "Ottersnarl, I'd like for you to go and fetch some water soaked moss, as well as juniper berries from my den. They're purple and smell of pine. Be as calm about it as you can," he instructed, before adding, "But be careful not to taste any berries without first bringing them to me." Though Stoatheart believed juniper berries would be easy to identify, he understood not all cats would think so, and he was cautious not to have a deadly mixup.
"I'm getting you water, and there are some berries I'd like you to eat. I promise they'll help with the pain and confusion." He hoped the tom realised that if they had meant him to be dead, they could have done it while he was unconscious, not with berries. It was true juniper berries would help soothe the loner and strengthen him, but Stoatheart thought it best to leave out that they would also work toward calming agitation. "If you feel comfortable, tell me where you came from. This may be the last time you only speak with one cat at a time, and you must believe I will work in your best interest." The medicine cat feared being presented with the leader may threaten him, or worse, seeing the cats he had already met, Duskfern, Pinenose, Fallowleaf, or StarClan forbid Sorrelstep. He knew he didn't have much time before they would come to find their own answers, but Stoatheart was determined not to let the clan's fear of one single cat endanger this tom's life.
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Duskfern / Timberstar (Falconwing) After the meeting, the grey and black deputy had stationed herself with the corner of her eye and a sharp ear cocked in the direction of the hollow they had placed the loner in. She had waited upon any sign of commotion from the gathered guards or Stoatheart. At the sound of certain orders from the medicine cat, Duskfern briskly decided to speak to Timberstar before he left to visit the strange tom. Her caution had proved wrong this time. She had been so preoccupied with the monsters and preventing a spat within her own patrol that she had allowed for this clearly threatened and aggressive loner to bring his attack to another patrol. How dare she trust the word of a stranger alone? There was no one to blame for this but herself, and with Pinenose having been witness to it all, she could not avoid word escaping of her prior meeting with the loner. She moved silently and swiftly, tracking the location of Timberstar after he had left the meeting. Approaching the large brown leader, she reported, "The loner is awake enough to take Stoatheart's medicine." She dipped her head in curt greeting. "I am sure it will be soon that he can speak." Hesitating only a moment, she continued, "What will you do if he is alert and well?"
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Post by Falconwing on Jan 17, 2020 11:34:15 GMT -5
•♧Fallowleaf♧• Stealthfire (Pinenose & Sorrelstep) Warmth spread through her body as she blushed, fur fluffing when Pinenose touched her cheek. Though the touch was casual, and Fallowleaf knew it was nothing more than a friendly action, she couldn't help but read into it. 'He cares about me not being injured ... ♡ Ahhh ♡ ... Well.. I am his clanmate and he is also worried about Sorrelstep. Maybe its nothing' she argued inwardly trying not to make something romantic out of such a simple gesture. Trying to not be flustered she listened to him respond and could tell that he hated having not taken action when he first met the outsider. "Pinenose you cannot blame yourself", she encouraged shifting closer and nuzzling his shoulder in a comforting manner. "You are a loyal clan member who was following the order of the deputy. You are not to blame for this." As much as Fallowleaf didn't want to pass the blame to anyone, it was becoming abundantly clear that this whole ordeal was due to Duskpelts negligence. "We cannot change the past, we can only shape the future with the decisions of the present. Everyone right now is safe and thank Starclan no one has perished. I just hope that Timberstar gets to the bottom of this. I trust he will make the right decisions from here on out."
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Post by Falconwing on Jan 17, 2020 12:10:41 GMT -5
•¤Ottersnarl¤•
Hesitant to leave, Ottersnarls paws remained still for a moment as his blue eyes looked the loner over. He still seemed dazed but hearing Stoatheart smooth and calming tone and seeing the outsider settle back in his nest reassured him enough to be able to walk away. "I will be right back" he meowed calmly casting a stern gaze to the loner before turning and walking to the medicine cats den in search of the berry.
•▪Jagg▪• His mind continued to clear along with his vision and though his head was in immense pain he focused on his surrounding and staying concious. His life may depend upon it. Though this tom promised to help him, Jagg still held no trust for these cats. However he was smart enough not to remain silent for that would only ensure his demise and make them think that he was hiding something. "I came from across a thunderpath..." he started voice strained and raspy. Coughing he cleared his throat, but the pressure it sent to his head caused him to pause a moment. "Monsters, bigger than I have ever seen, left the thunderpath and began to destory my home.... I barley made it out alive.. before I woke up here I was trying to escape and hide my scent so they couldn't track me." Jagg had to pause yet again. Talking as simple as it was, was exhausting in his injured state. Looking to the tom who called himself Stoatheart Jagg search for signs of aggression or anything that would predict what he was thinking.
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