Aroace
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Pineclaw
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Post by Pineclaw on Apr 4, 2020 16:29:43 GMT -5
(Stealthfire If spottieee is up for it, sure! Once she posted with Crow I'll get Rain ready.)Wolfpaw surpressed a groan when he heard which cats were assigned to which patrol. Border patrol of all things. Just my luck, he thought. What was the point in him checking the borders? It wasn't like he had much to contribute. Fat chance of him noticing any scents of outsiders or well, anything. Wouldn't it make more sense to have him join a hunting patrol instead? But there was no way he was going to disobey Ashbird. To Crumblepaw he meowed "Looks like you'll be hunting after all," trying to sound cheerful.
Just as he had finished that sentence he spotted Boulderpath. "Good morning, Boulderpath," he greeted his mentor and glanced at Sunhawk at the mention of the newly named warrior. Wolfpaw didn't mind having to go on patrol with him, he still wanted to think that the omen had nothing to do with the three new warriors. His eyes lit up at the mention of training. With an eager nod he hurried up to say "Not at all, I'd love to train before we check the borders. What are we going to practice today?"
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spottieee
I miss the days when things were simpler.
Pronouns: She / Her / Hers
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Post by spottieee on Apr 4, 2020 18:04:56 GMT -5
[ Sure I'll do that! ^^ ]
Crowleap trudged out of the warriors' den, trying to blink sleep from his eyes. The Clan was already milling and buzzing about, it seemed. The morning was always the best time to him. Everyone seemed happier, and everyone was more energetic. He was ready to take on the day, whatever that could entail. Maybe a hunting patrol? That could get his blood flowing a little. He walked into the center of the clearing where everyone else seemed to be chatting.
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Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Apr 4, 2020 18:27:56 GMT -5
(Stealthfire I think we can start Mint, Rain and Crow's border patrol now.)
Rainsong felt relieved once she heard that she didn't have to go on patrol with any of the "cursed" warriors but tried her best not to show it. Instead she meowed to Sunhawk "So you'll be with Boulderpath and Wolfpaw? Could be worse. They don't seem to mind, at least," trying to sound encouraging. The gray she-cat looked around in search for Mintpuddle and Crowleap. Once she spotted the latter she flicked her tail at Sunhawk and Mooncherry, wishing both of them good luck for today's patrols and, in Mooncherry's case, their training and walked towards Crowleap.
"Morning, Crowleap," she meowed cheerfully. "You're stuck with Mintpuddle and me for now. Ashbird assigned us for the border patrol. Ready to meet up with Mintpuddle?"
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Post by Stealthfire on Apr 4, 2020 18:55:36 GMT -5
Boulderpath glanced at Sunhawk as well. It was true that the lights last night were troubling, but until Boulderpath was given a solid reason to distrust any of the new warriors, he would proceed to treat them warmly and fairly, just as he always had. He grinned gladly at Wolfpaw's acceptance. "Great. Let's just go to the lower forest, so we'll be able to come back to camp soon enough. We can find some greenery and practice battle moves," Boulderpath planned with an eager expression on his face. He hoped that with a little battle training to warm Wolfpaw up, he would feel like an asset on their border patrol. Even if he couldn't sense danger, he would always be able to defend from it. With a flick of his feathered tail, the bulky tom made his way to enter the territory.
Mintpuddle shook out her thick fur, and picked the last of moss bits out of her pelt before exiting the warriors' den. She had heard Ashbird's patrol assignments, and was pleased to be on border patrol, a much more preferable duty for the practical she-cat than any other. Crowleap was all very well, and Rainsong shouldn't be any trouble, given the excitement of just being granted full warriorship. The light grey she-cat padded over to where they had already gathered, assured of their dedication to a productive patrol as they had wasted no time in collecting. "Ready to depart?" she meowed happily to the two warriors. "It's always nice to have the first patrol of the day, dawn patrol is always the first to find any mischief that may have happened over night," she commented, glad to be at the centre of the action this morning.
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spottieee
I miss the days when things were simpler.
Pronouns: She / Her / Hers
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Post by spottieee on Apr 4, 2020 19:04:44 GMT -5
Crowleap nodded in acknowledgement, his ears pricking in anticipation. "I agree. Plus it'll get my blood flowing a little. I always like being more active in the morning." He had always been energetic as a cat, especially during the morning. From the minute he awoke to the minute he closed his eyes for the night, Crowleap was always ready to pounce. That was where he got his warrior suffix in his name, from his boundless energy and determination to serve his Clan.
"Shall we?" He looked at them, ready to head out. He longed to feel the wind in his fur and the smell of the pines around him, washing him in comfort. The SummitClan warrior was always ready to do whatever he needed to do.
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Aroace
#90ec86
Name Colour
Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Apr 5, 2020 6:52:15 GMT -5
(Ah, sorry if I might have caused some misunderstanding with Rainsong, Stealth. She's not one of the three with the bad omen. Rain should have become a warrior at 12 moons but got hers at 13, so her warrior ceremony wasn't that recent.)The gray she-cat nodded, agreeing with Mintpuddle's statement. If any of the other clans had tried something at the borders, like stealing prey, the cats on the dawn patrol would be the first to know. Crowleap and Mintpuddle were both reliable and Rainsong respected the older warriors. They did what was expected of them and could be counted on, unlike a certain disapointment that called himself leader.
"Lead the way," she meowed with a friendly smile, looking at Mintpuddle, ready to follow her lead.He meowed in agreement and turned to his brother. "Are you and Mooncherry going to join us or are you doing something else?", he asked. Crumblepaw was on the second hunting patrol, after all, and still had some time until then. "Anyway, see you later. Let's see who gets more done today!" Even if Crumblepaw wasn't going to train with him, the two of them could still brag to each other about their training once they were done with today's tasks. He shot his brother a grin and then followed Boulderpath to their territory. While he wasn't exactly looking forward to being assigned to patrol the border, the prospect of practicing battle moves first cheered him up a little. Boulderpath was a great mentor so far and Wolfpaw was not going to disappoint him. Fighting, hunting, climbing and looking for other ways to spot danger... the gray tom was eager to learn it all and make his clan proud.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Apr 5, 2020 11:16:32 GMT -5
mooncherry / open / by stream: Summitclan Camp / mentions: sunhawk & rainsong "Always," Mooncherry retorted with a dry humor and twinkle in her eye. Apprentices were something different; however she did enjoy Crumblepaw's company. He has spent almost every day with her since his apprenticeship started. I wonder if this is how motherhood feels like, she thought with a frown for a swift moment. Her ears twitched as Ashbird told the clan what the plan was today. She let out a soft hm of approval before looking back to Rainsong, "Good luck on your patrol."
Her gaze flickered towards Boulderpath, who met with Wolfpaw not to far away where they were. She twitched her tail, watching the two talk for awhile before leaving camp. It looks like her and Crumblepaw would have one x one time, Mooncherry hoped he would concentrate today.
Flickering her gaze back to Sunhawk, noticing how it was just them for a split moment. She offered the tom a small smile. "Keep start, don't do anything that I would do, and listen to your senior warrior on your patrol," Mooncherry spoke swiftly. Boulderpath was a decent tom, little too stuck on morals for her taste yet the tom would potentially still treat with Sunhawk with some respect.sunhawk / by stream: Summitclan Camp / mentions: mooncherry & rainsong Sunhawk cracked a small smile at Mooncherry's dry wit. His amber eyes lighting up with amusement, the diluted calico was funny. He had slowly learned that over his apprenticeship. The ginger tom could remember faintly being intimidated by the fluffy, silver-tongued molly. He didn't have much interaction with her until he become an apprentice and his mentor took him on all sorts of patrols.
Flickering his tail in goodbye to Rainsong, he couldn't help the twist to his whiskers. At least, Sunhawk repeated in his mind with mild disbelief. He still didn't believe this was happening to him. Catching Mooncherry's hurried works, he briefly wondered if she caught his reaction.
"Got it, don't act like you," he retorted with a slight smirk, which he would assume to the feline's delight. He was correct when Mooncherry's sweet smile smile turned into a genuine smirk. "Keep out of trouble, Mooncherry," he teased gently to the older warrior. He spotted the familiar pelt of his sister slipping into camp. Normally he would call out to his sister however drawing attention was the last thing that Sunhawk wanted. The new warrior scrambled to his paws, flickering his tail in goodbye to Mooncherry as he scrambled up the ravine to greet his sister.
Once he got close to her, Sunhawk let out a loud purr. He greeted her with a nuzzle against her cheek. He typically wasn't this affectionate out within the walls of camp. But they needed this. "Good morning," he muttered to her, his gaze flickering over her pelt. His whiskers twitched as he noticed a stray twig tangle in her fur, "How was your walk?" he asked, stepping over to gently puck out the twig with his teeth, "See any prey?"
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Post by Stealthfire on Apr 5, 2020 11:51:49 GMT -5
[Pineclaw re:Rainsong oh shoooot thank you for clarifying I totally messed up the math on that one!]
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Post by lazy penguin on Apr 5, 2020 12:22:00 GMT -5
(Sorry for disappearing yesterday! I'm playing games with my friends until later this afternoon, but I'll try to get responses up tonight!)
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Aroace
#90ec86
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Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Apr 5, 2020 13:56:20 GMT -5
(@stitchlover20 Wolfpaw had invited Mosspaw to join him and Crumblepaw when they went to the stream but since all the patrols have been assigned now there's not much to reply to, especially now that Boulderpath has come to fetch Wolfpaw. But Mosspaw is part of the first hunting patrol, with Blizzardtuft and Stormchaser. So you can tag lazy penguin and Starchaser.) (Here's where Wolfpaw called out to Mosspaw, if you want to start from there. If not you can have her look for Blizzardtuft.)
"Alright, useful troublemakers then," he laughed. It was good to joke around a little, especially now that many cats were so tense. And the longer they trained the more serious life would become for them so why not take the time they had to goof around every now and then?
"Hm. I haven't seen him yet but Ashbird is going to assign today's patrols soon. So he'll definitely show up then," said Wolfpaw. Then he noticed Mosspaw not too far from them. The she-cat looked uneasy and he couldn't blame her. Many cats were uneasy because of last night, after all. He just hoped it wouldn't discourage her and affect her training.
"Hey, Mosspaw!" he called. "We're going to join Mooncherry and the others by the stream for now! Wanna come along? Blizzardtuft is probably going to take you out for training once Ashbird has assigned the patrols." Blizzardtuft and Boulderpath would probably show up once most of the cats were gathered. If not he would have to ask around.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2020 14:34:14 GMT -5
Oh thank you! Things have been so crazy and I didn't even see it x_x ))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2020 15:03:58 GMT -5
Mosspaw / Camp / Blizzardtuft lazy penguin Mosspaw lifted her head from the water and turned her attention to the other apprentices who were offering for he to go with them. She opened her mouth to reply before hearing the patrols being announced and smiled at them. "I guess that means I can't," she mewed before waving her tail to them. "Thank you for offering though!" Happiness filled her as she trotted off to find her mentor for the patrol they were apart. It made her excited other apprentices wanted her to join them in their activities even though she was younger than some of them. Her gaze swept over the camp, trying to spot her mentor, feeling thrilled to be on a hunting patrol.
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Post by Stealthfire on Apr 5, 2020 16:01:41 GMT -5
Boulderpath / Wolfpaw Pineclaw : Lower Forest Boulderpath smiled as he listened to his apprentice's friendly competitiveness with Crumblepaw. Their bond was important, it would doubtless lead them to be strong allies and friends as warriors. The grey and white tom made his way toward the sweet forest scent that reminded him of training on soft ground when he was an apprentice himself. Though Boulderpath had wanted to learn everything, he was aware that Wolfpaw could be an excellent warrior by just exceeding at the tasks he was well suited for, like hunting with his ears, or fighting alongside a clanmate. "Not much farther, there's a spot of moss that's nice and forgiving for battle training," he called over his shoulder to the tom. "Let's practice today on a battle when you're already face to face with your opponent."
Mintpuddle gave a curt nod to her companions and turned to begin at a brisk pace. The cool air of the morning revived her focus and made her alert of her surroundings just as they left camp. "Let's head along the Frozen River first, toward the RiftClan border." Even though Mintpuddle was aware of the importance to check all borders, even those that didn't edge on another clan, she always found it more interesting to keep awareness of their shared lines. The grey she-cat was intrigued by how the other clans went about their lives, and if they were ever to breach their borders, she wanted to be the first to see the scene. She had the desire to converse with the rest of the patrol, but was at a loss for anything to say that wouldn't automatically touch on the worrying sign from Sunhawk and Lightningmask's ceremony. Especially when she was unaware of the consensus opinion from her clanmates.
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Aroace
#90ec86
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Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Apr 5, 2020 17:37:17 GMT -5
(So for the border patrol, are we moving Crow, Mint and Rain to the "Borders & The Haze" page in 'subpages'?)
Wolfpaw padded after his mentor, listening for anything out of the ordinary and swiftly glancing around every now and then. Not that he expected anything weird or dangerous, especially not with his mentor around who would notice any dangers first, but he liked to use moments like these for sharpening his eyes and ears. During the past two moons he had gotten better at relying on those senses and he knew that he had to keep practicing to compensate even a little for his lack of smell. Fortunately for him there were enough things he could do anyway. He increased his pace a little when his mentor spoke, now even more eager to train. So today's battle training would be pretty straightforward. No having to listen for opponents who could sneak up on him. While he thought that training for scenarios like that would be more interesting he knew that what Boulderpath wanted to focus on this time was just as important. What good would it be for Wolfpaw to notice everything around him but not what was in front of him? "Understood," he meowed brightly, "Are we focusing on the moves I learned so far or is there something new today?"
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spottieee
I miss the days when things were simpler.
Pronouns: She / Her / Hers
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Post by spottieee on Apr 5, 2020 19:45:04 GMT -5
"Sounds like a plan," Crowleap mewed in response to the she-cat, following her lead along with Rainsong. The crisp morning air whisked through his fur, and almost immediately heightened his senses. He pricked his ears, alert for any intruders or danger that could befall them. Morning patrols always felt right for him. They would be the first to know if anything unusual happened overnight, and it was a great way to start the day. It would have been better to be a on a hunting patrol, but Crowleap reminded himself that any patrol, hunting or border, was equally important to serving SummitClan. The warrior had always been energetic and dying to spring into any action he could find, and he loved hunting. That was the one thing he had struggled with during his apprenticeship -- remembering to wait and listen before jumping into action, and realizing that doing so was just as exciting as springing into a battle or pouncing on a mouse.
"How are we this morning?" He broke the silence, hating being alone in his own thoughts.
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Post by lazy penguin on Apr 5, 2020 21:21:13 GMT -5
Crumblepaw summitclan camp | early morning | Blaze ♡ Crumblepaw waved his brother goodbye with a flick of his tail, glad that Boulderpath seemed to have a good plan to keep him busy. He always felt better knowing that Wolfpaw had no room to get himself into trouble.
After a moment, he figured that he should probably go find his own mentor. He had seen Mooncherry earlier- chatting with a few other warriors, and she wasn't hard to find again. Walking up behind her, he let his tail tap against her shoulder. "What's the plan for today?" He knew that they'd been assigned to a hunting patrol later in the day, but there was still time for training or something before that.
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Post by lazy penguin on Apr 5, 2020 21:42:43 GMT -5
Screechlight "What wrong has already been committed, what answers, Swiftfrost," Screechlight replied, unable to keep the bitterness from his voice. "If there was a truth to be found, are you saying our warriors wouldn't have already found it?" He didn't usually argue with his medicine cat, no normally he'd just keep his complaints in his own head- but he didn't see the need to cause a panic over this.
"If you would have me take a different action then suggest it my friend, but how do we know it's not you the ancestor's are mad at." He knew this was a sore spot for the clan's healer, but he only felt slightly guilty for bringing it up. "You still have yet to take an apprentice, and the clan needs a medicine cat looking after them." He shook his head, controlling his temper. "It's pointless to guess at problems, that's never been the SummitClan way. We address issues when they arise- we don't suspect innocent cats of becoming problems latter in their lives."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2020 21:49:45 GMT -5
Skyrunner / Camp / Camp
The camp seem to bustle with activity as patrols has been announced and clanmates parting into their groups. Skyrunner had been chosen to be on a hunting patrol with his apprentice and he appreciated the opportunity to view Bumblepaw's ability to hunt. He felt as though it was just yesterday when he received the young ginger apprentice. He hoped he taught everything he needed to know to become the best warrior. Being an apprentice wasn't the easiest especially when it came with all the information given to them, the tedious tasks, and ordered around by older cats. It wasn't long for the assessments of the apprentices and their naming ceremony.
Skyrunner swept his gaze across the clearing to either find his apprentice or someone in the hunting patrol. He knew this didn't have to happen right away, the sun was still in the sky and the fresh kill pile wasn't slacking in any means. The black and white tom at least wanted to converse with another clanmate to pass the time. Maybe even go on a walk and discuss the unusual signs from their Ancestors during the previous warrior ceremony.
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Post by lazy penguin on Apr 5, 2020 21:56:45 GMT -5
Blizzardtuft summitclan camp | early morning | @stitchlover20 , Starchaser
Blizzardtuft was tired, really tired. Maybe she shouldn't have spent the previous day sweeping out the warrior den with her tail and paws, and gathering fresh moss for the new warriors- but how was she supposed to know that those stupid lights would show up and ruin the entire night. She was supposed to welcome some fresh, new, and fun warriors into the den. They were supposed to lighten the atmosphere and draw away from the boring conversations of the senior warriors- instead they totally killed the mood. She knew it wasn't their fault, and she did her best not to take it out on Lightningpath and her siblings, but still.
Stretching, she had a moment of panic when she thought she had woken up late, but peeking her head out of the den, she heard the end of Ashbird's announcement. So she was supposed to take Mosspaw out hunting with Stormchaser. She supposed it could be worse- after all Stormchaser was one of the cats she didn't have to fake enjoyment during their conversations. He was nice, and certainly a good example for Mosspaw.
"Right," she muttered to herself, "Got to find my apprentice."
Mosspaw, as it turned out, wasn't hard to spot. Walking over to the young apprentice, Blizzardtuft couldn't help the small bounce in her step. "Ready to go hunting?" she asked, a smile stretching across her face. "We'll have to find Stormchaser, but I was thinking we'd hunt in the Lower Forest today and practice some good old fashioned stalking?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2020 22:33:04 GMT -5
Mosspaw had about given up looking for her mentor when she heard the familiar voice of Blizzardtuft behind her. She whirled around with bright eyes before trotting up to the mottled warrior before dipping her head in greeting. "Good morning, Blizzardtuft!" She chirped brightly. "I hope you slept well last night!." Her yellow eyes glowed happily up at her mentor as if nothing happened last night with the newly named warriors. She had always looked up to her mentor ever since she became an apprentice, which wasn't too long ago mind you. Each warrior in the SummitClan had something special to give to the clan and she hoped to be one of those cats who could change their clan for good. Maybe this will be her chance to impress Blizzardtuft and even Stormchaser how well she can learn.
"That sounds wonderful! I love seeing our territory especially during this weather we have." Mosspaw nodded eagerly as the plan was laid out in front of her. Even though the weather is warmer than most seasons, it seems as though cold air can still sneak through from deep in the mountains. She was thankful for their longer pelts, giving the clan a layer of warmth even when snow covered the ground beneath their paws.
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Aroace
#90ec86
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Pineclaw
Pronouns: He/Him or They/Them
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Post by Pineclaw on Apr 6, 2020 5:54:35 GMT -5
Following Mintpuddle's lead, Rainsong meowed her agreement for the older warrior's plan. While the other borders were important too she always felt that the shared borders should be the first ones the clan should check. Rainsong didn't trust the other clans and she wouldn't be surprised if some of their cats didn't take the borders too seriously. Neither RiftClan nor GrottoClan had much honor. RiftClan was known for being aggressive, even towards their own cats. Rainsong didn't know how much of what she had heard about them was true but the few times she had seen those cats she could tell that those rumors didn't come out of nowhere. As for GrottoClan, what sane cat enjoyed living underground? Still, Rainsong couldn't deny that there was something fascinating about that.
"Doing good," answered the gray she-cat. "I always enjoy border patrols more than hunting. Not that I would mind being assigned for that.", she added quickly. She looked at Crowleap, remembering he would be joining the third hunting patrol. "Speaking of which, aren't you on one later today? I guess you're okay with it."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2020 11:47:33 GMT -5
Good morning!)
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Post by lazy penguin on Apr 6, 2020 13:36:02 GMT -5
Blizzardtuft summitclan camp | early morning | @stitchlover20 , Starchaser
Blizzardtuft was glad her apprentice seemed eager to face the day. Some of the other younger cats could be a pawful- but Blizzardtuft always felt like she had gotten lucky with Mosspaw. She was a sweetheart, and had real warrior potential. She was about to reply to her apprentice, when Stormchaser trotted up.
"We are!" she chirped in reply. "I was thinking about heading to the lower forest, unless you had any secret prey insights from your morning walk?" While she knew they were limited by Mosspaw's inexperience with mountain climbing, Blizzardtuft wasn't solely committed to the lower forest. If Stormchaser had a better idea, she wasn't going to be the one to shoot it down.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2020 17:36:04 GMT -5
Mosspaw looked over to Stormchaser who swiftly joined into their conversation once he entered camp. She wondered how often the tom left camp to go exploring and how many times he got into trouble by doing so. She hasn't experienced anyone scolding the warrior nor their leader giving him a stern lecture about leaving without telling anyone. It felt childish for anyone to wander in their territory by themselves due to the dangerous paths everywhere. A chill ran down her spine when she thought about the younger warrior who had fallen to their death. It scared her to even go near any ledges ever since the incident happened and she knew Blizzardtuft wouldn't allow her to go there either. "Will we be safe to train?" She spoke up suddenly with a fearful glance at the older cats. "I don't want an eagle to snatch me away.."
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Post by Stealthfire on Apr 6, 2020 21:11:02 GMT -5
Swiftfrost's cantankerous mood was momentarily stifled by the leader's surprisingly vocal reaction to his scolding. Rarely had the younger tom responded so adamantly to Swiftfrost. So, he thought with a silent shake of his head, Screechlight is growing mouthy as well as too wise for his own medicine cat. "I am only saying that we might need to consider that it is too late." He was sad to admit his fear, but if the warriors had already been made, the sign from last night could quite possibly be nothing more than a warning of events already in motion, not a warning against a choice to be made.
His fierce intentions soon turned sour at the insinuations made next by Screechlight. His icy gaze flickered with fire as he growled, more tired than offended, "I served your mother her entire life, and you all of yours. I am well aware of what the clan needs. Taking on an apprentice to succeed me is my concern, one which the ancestors will communicate to me when the time is right. Accusing me of displeasing them is unwise and groundless." The medic hadn't intended for the interaction to become so wrought with doubt in each other. If Screechlight lost complete faith in him, or he in Screechlight, the ancestors really would abandon their clan, with no united leadership with which to communicate. They had to trust each other, whether Swiftfrost liked it or not. "Very well though, I'll leave the warriors to yourself and Ashbird." With a shiver of his dense pelt, he rose to his paws to depart from the leader. "I'm not dead yet, you know. I have many moons of wisdom yet to give," he reminded in parting after he dipped his head, a wry expression on his face. Whether or not these young cats believed they needed it, Swiftfrost would not cease his opinion any time soon.
Boulderpath / Wolfpaw Pineclaw : Lower Forest He came to a stop on the mossy pad he had mentioned, his heavy paws testing its bounce. "Both," he answered the bright tom. "It might sound obvious," he began, flexing his claws in the ground, "But fighting face to face is the hardest and most common position that you can find yourself in. Even though it would be ideal to always see the enemy first, and take lots of time to contemplate an attack, in reality, that only gives you one move. Then, there's no surprising them a second time." He stepped closer to Wolfpaw and bent his limbs in readiness. "You have to remember not to allow your opponent to escape your front side. Your claws and teeth will always protect you well if you can keep your face to them." He took steps in a slow circle around the apprentice, motioning with his blunt paws as he continued, "If they reach your flank, or your legs, or in the worst case your tail and haunches, they can push or yank you off balance and have the advantage for the whole rest of the fight. Your task is not to let them get to where your claws can't find them." Boulderpath met his apprentice's front again, and commanded, "Use what you already know now, and try and keep me from pushing you down." With that, he crouched, waiting for his apprentice to signal his readiness.
Mintpuddle smiled at Crowleap's break of the concentrated sound of their pawsteps crunching through pine needles. "I'm doing well. I always preferred border patrols, too, Rainsong," she seconded. "There's a nice orderliness to them. You never know what your patrol will be like with hunting." Mintpuddle thought of the rather banal border patrols she had been on the last few moons. Something tickled her pelt though. Mintpuddle was far from a superstitious cat, the exact opposite, but if she were one, she would have thought there was something brewing in the future. From a more logical standpoint, things had been far too quiet lately for the turbulent clans. She picked up her nose and scented along the riverbanks that they followed, anticipant of the wide break in the river that would show them RiftClan territory on the other side. "Do you think we'll find any trouble today?" It was more of a joke than a genuine question, Mintpuddle knew that there was nothing to be too on edge about this moon.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2020 17:08:37 GMT -5
Hello everyone)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Apr 7, 2020 17:36:59 GMT -5
Mooncherry's gaze traced Sunhawk as the young tom scrambled over his sister. She blinked and feigned a sigh. She didn't really see the fuss in the warm lights. She knew that usually meant bad omens; yet alienating your clanmates because you were afraid of something that they haven't done yet didn't settle right with the warrior.
Flickering her ears and glanced up at the fluffy gray tom, Mooncherry cast a small smirk at her apprentice. "There you are," she greeted and started to push herself to her paws. She had been lounging for too long. She arched her back and slide her front legs forward in a long stretch. She looked to Crumblepaw. "What do you want to work on today? Hunting? Tracking? Climbing?" she asked, turning his question back on him with an expecting look.
He let out a soft laugh and took a step back from Lightningmask so that she could have her space while she worked on making her pelt presentable. His amber eyes were shining with amusement; although his expression faded into a more serious one as his sister spoke. Sunhawk sighed, swishing his tail over his paws and resisted the urge to look over his shoulder back into camp. It just felt like he had eyes on him at all time, it made his skin crawl. "Don't worry, I understand," Sunhawk meowed with a small smile, "This isn't going to be easy for us," he frowned. He doubted this was going to clear for moons... even worst the clan might hold this omen over their heads from the rest of their life. His chest ached at the thought. He loved Summitclan... but what if she didn't love them anymore? "Mooncherry doesn't seem bother by it... or she is good pretender," he mused, thinking about what clanmates he had seen and/or spoke to so far.
Sunhawk shook his head. "You are little more brave than me," he huffed and flickered his tail, a slight nervous tic, "I still haven't left camp yet." He would be leaving soon. He heard Ashbird's words and remembering feeling relief that he was being put on a patrol but he hoped everything would go alright. Sunhawk nodded with a grim glint in his eyes, "We will just have to how these next few moons go... have faith Lightningmask, I am sure this will all blow over soon," Sunhawk mused with a small smile. Although inwardly, he wasn't too sure.
His eyes brightened and he nodded, "Ah yes. I believe you going on dusk border patrol?" he stated, titling his head to the side with a slight furrow in between his eyes, "I think Ashbird and Rootpaw are with you," he meowed, swishing his tail, "I am on afternoon patrol," he crowed slightly. He couldn't help but tease. He was going on an official warriors patrol before Lightningmask was.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Apr 7, 2020 17:38:31 GMT -5
[ i feel like i should be doing my usual coding with my cat's face claims but i am so lazy lol ]
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2020 18:14:34 GMT -5
Skyrunner / Camp / Open (Would you like to RP Sky and Bumble together? ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ »)
The camp seem to bustle with activity as patrols has been announced and clanmates parting into their groups. Skyrunner had been chosen to be on a hunting patrol with his apprentice and he appreciated the opportunity to view Bumblepaw's ability to hunt. He felt as though it was just yesterday when he received the young ginger apprentice. He hoped he taught everything he needed to know to become the best warrior. Being an apprentice wasn't the easiest especially when it came with all the information given to them, the tedious tasks, and ordered around by older cats. It wasn't long for the assessments of the apprentices and their naming ceremony. Skyrunner swept his gaze across the clearing to either find his apprentice or someone in the hunting patrol. He knew this didn't have to happen right away, the sun was still in the sky and the fresh kill pile wasn't slacking in any means. The black and white tom at least wanted to converse with another clanmate to pass the time. Maybe even go on a walk and discuss the unusual signs from their Ancestors during the previous warrior ceremony.
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Bisexual
spottieee
I miss the days when things were simpler.
Pronouns: She / Her / Hers
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Post by spottieee on Apr 8, 2020 14:53:30 GMT -5
[ Hey yall sorry for being kinda afk the past few days! Been dealing with mental issues and life :/]
Crowleap shook his head in response. "I doubt it," he meowed, tasting the air as he walked with his Clanmates, alert for anything strange. "Things have been pretty quiet with the Clans lately." The warrior was grateful for the peace, but the energetic part of him itched for some sort of action. He always liked it when something was happening; it made him feel more alive. Oh, well. At least his Clan was safe. That was all that mattered. He would never wish any danger upon his Clan, no matter how bored he may have been.
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