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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 22, 2020 22:52:16 GMT -5
(my face after reading about Stonepaw: i love that stinker and would protect Halfpaw with my L I F E, also excited for some spiciness of his mom potentially being exposed for her crimes --also if you want to make their mom claimable we can or i honestly wouldn't mind making a form for her highprince 👀 I'll add these two right away!)
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Post by highprince on Jun 22, 2020 23:01:36 GMT -5
((Stonepaw endeared the grumpy boy
also yes, Redwood should be outed as the worst and sent to cat jail forever feel free to either make a form for her or put her up as claimable! i wasn't sure if anyone would be interested in a crazy elder lol))
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 22, 2020 23:12:47 GMT -5
( Halfpaw is so cute! c: I was making an apprentice too but I'll just throw him out! /shoves other kitty away/ We don't need more drama atm. xD )
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Post by highprince on Jun 22, 2020 23:17:22 GMT -5
((probably somewhere between 50 and 60 moons? and it seems like drama's always needed in this clan, blu cx
Mudrush is probably a much better influence than Mistydew lmao)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 22, 2020 23:23:25 GMT -5
( Mudrush save that poor child. cx I don't want to create too much chaos, the clan is already full of it. He wasn't that great anyway. /throws trash cat/ )
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Post by highprince on Jun 22, 2020 23:32:22 GMT -5
((Help throw the garbage mom out, Mudrush
poor trash kitty xD))
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 22, 2020 23:53:57 GMT -5
( His name was Hemlockpaw and he was going to have a sister who constantly got him blamed for stuff he didn't do because he he's a large scary lookin boy. And he takes the blame because he's a gentle giant - though he comes across as gruff. But he was just a big softie inside and he had a secret crush on someone. (Almost ironic how Halfpaw turned out to have one too! Great minds think alike). But alas, his is with the trash now. cx He had fangs that were too big for his mouth. ^^ )
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2020 0:02:58 GMT -5
{Don't trash poor Hemlockpaw, he sounds adorable <3}
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Post by highprince on Jun 23, 2020 0:10:01 GMT -5
((Aw, he sounds adorable))
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Post by highprince on Jun 23, 2020 0:56:13 GMT -5
Beepaw with Sunmask, Skypaw, and Lionfang || Four Trees
Beepaw felt her nerves raise under her aunt's gaze. She knew this was important, and she was terrified of messing up somehow and hurting Skypaw even more. The cobwebs were sticking to her paws and wouldn't work how she wanted them to - she had no idea how medicine cats did this kind of thing like it was nothing.
When Skypaw spoke, it gave Beepaw new resolve. Get it together! She told herself, focusing as hard as she could. It seemed like she'd gotten the hang of it - the cobwebs weren't fighting against her anymore. She wrapped it as tight as she could before looking up at Sunmask. "Did I do it okay?"
little blu ♥ willowflower
Lionfang with Sunmask, Skypaw, and Beepaw || Four Trees
Lionfang's chest ached when Skypaw hissed. "This is the last thing before we can bring you home," the deputy assured, trying to make himself sound as sure as possible. He didn't doubt Sunmask, and Beepaw seemed to be doing fine for a warrior apprentice, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something else was going to go wrong. He shook his head slightly to clear the thought - he couldn't let his own doubts creep in.
But your instincts were right before, his mind persisted, and Lionfang couldn't help but agree with that. He'd felt that something was wrong, and he was right. He trusted Rainstar, of course, but she didn't have any kits of her own. She didn't understand that parental intuition, like a sixth sense.
Lightdrop with Rainstar || Camp
Lightdrop felt more fear course through her blood with each word Rainstar spoke. Dappleface couldn't have been bitten - there must've been some kind of mistake. Her mother would come home safe and sound, and they would share tongues and jokes like they always had, and always would. Nothing could change that, especially not some good for nothing snake. The thought of losing her mother was unfathomable to Lightdrop. She was the only family she had - Lightdrop had no mate and kits, no littermates, no father. It was only Dappleface. Without her, she would be....alone.
Looking in Rainstar's eyes, her fur started to spike, and she snarled. The crushing fear had suddenly been replaced by anger - why would Rainstar lie to her like this? Did she think it was funny? Was it some kind of horrible joke her clanmates had been setting up behind her back, to tell Lightdrop that she'd have to be by herself? It was cruel and unfair, and she expected better of her leader.
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Hail with Darkfang, Fallowkit, Frost and siblings || Nursery
The amount of strangers had started to overwhelm Hail - they were big and scary and talked weird, and he'd spent much of the time trying to hide himself in his mother's fur, back to being his quiet self. He was just frightened now, and all he wanted was to be back with his family, away from this strange place and these strange cats that were too loud and talked too much. At least the new place they'd been brought didn't smell so bad - it smelled more like Mama than the place they'd been in before, with Sunmask. He didn't know why they hadn't gone inside.
For the first time, another kit approached them, and Hail was less frightened. While she was still bigger than him, she was far from a grown cat. She was still small and soft, unlike the big scary ones with the frightening teeth and claws and very weird names. Hail peaked around his mother to look at her with wide eyes. He smiled a tiny bit, amused by how grown-up she talked.
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Halfpaw with Mudrush || Camp
Halfpaw knew that he should probably be proud of himself. The squirrel he'd brought back was by no means small, especially since he was still adjusting to hunting while half-blind, but it still felt inadequate. With the amount of time he'd been out hunting on his own, he felt as if he should've brought back more. At least then he could justify bending the rules a little bit by going out on his own. One squirrel, however, was absolutely pitiful.
He didn't think about his lousy squirrel when he got to camp, however. The tension in the air was so thick he felt as if he could slice it with one of his claws. There was an unfamiliar she-cat with kits by the nursery, which startled him for a moment. Stormpool and Mistydew were conspiring - nothing new there, and Rainstar and Lightdrop seemed to be having a not-so-pleasant conversation. Halfpaw dropped his squirrel in the fresh-kill pile before seeing Mudrush, thankful that his mentor wasn't having a chat with anyone. He padded over to the large tom, casting another glance around camp before addressing him. "What happened?" He asked, his tone completely clinical - any worry he might've felt was absent in his voice. "Is someone injured?"
Stormpool with Mistydew || Camp
Stormpool rolled her eyes at Brackenkit's sudden interruption. She had no particular dislike for the kit - he was still young, and she felt sympathy for him after losing his mother. She was still annoyed that he'd barged into their conversation only to go running off again. "I wonder if Rainstar will yell at him," she purred, watching him go to the medicine cat's den. "I'm lucky to have gotten such good kits. Riverpaw and Stonepaw don't go along disrespecting warriors like that," though her words were harsh, Stormpool's tone was light. It was more about bragging than actually scolding Brackenkit, after all.
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 23, 2020 1:05:38 GMT -5
Hemlockpaw -- //male// -- //8 moons// -- //apprentice// This tom is a large one, quite an intimidating hulk of a figure. His fur is thick and wild, doing nothing to help with his size. The color resembles ink, in that it is pitch black completely from ears to tail-tip. There are a few smaller scars on the backs of his legs and one of his ears is completely shredded while the other is nicked. His face has a two large scars across it, one over the bridge of his nose and the other over his left eye. He often has trouble seeing from that eye but he would never tell anyone. Hemlockpaw has a pair of bright yellow eyes that shine out from his dark pelt that are wide and round. On another cat they would be innocent but on him they look frightening. His fangs are too big for his mouth and they peak out, which distorts his mouth into a near permanent scowl. | Hemlockpaw is a tom with a deep voice and a gruff exterior that makes him come off as angry and rude. This is far from the truth, as the tom is genuinely a gentle soul. He is portrayed as a heathen and a trouble maker to a majority of the clan but all he really wants to do is make a friend and be accepted. The tom always puts his sister first, letting her take advantage of his kindness and walk all over him. This leads to pretty severe situations where Hemlockpaw has been forced to take the blame. He doesn't understand his sister's relationship with him is toxic. He's sensitive to others when they flinch or look away from him, knowing how scary he can appear and also how bad his reputation is within the clan. Hemlockpaw is a sweet tom who loves with his whole heart and can sympathize with anyone. | Born to Daisystrike, who was a proud molly who believed that life had cheated her. Her mate Crowstep was unfaithful to her and ended up having an affair with another she-cat. To add to insult to injury, two of their kits were born stillborn. Thinking StarClan had forsaken her, she named all of her kits after poisons. Mistletoekit, Ivykit, Hemlockkit and Yewkit. She raised her kit but never let them forget that she was doing them a favor by not ditching them like their no good father. Hemlockpaw developed a close relationship to Yewpaw early on, seeing as he was a large kitten and a lot of other kits teased him because of his teeth. Not that his sister was any better, she gave him most of the scars on his legs. When he was an older kit he nearly lost his life to a hawk that tried to take him because Yewpaw wouldn't let him into the nursery where it was safe. He lost most of his ear and got his face scars that day. | He's got a secret crush on someone and I'm not naming names. lol. {little blu ♥}
This was gonna be my boy. I figured I'd let you guys read him, just to get thoughts ~
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 23, 2020 1:09:55 GMT -5
( Lightdrop... no please, my heart. </3 )
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Post by highprince on Jun 23, 2020 1:12:00 GMT -5
((Oh, poor boy ;n; ))
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 23, 2020 1:17:11 GMT -5
( I changed his past to make his father be the one who named them and such, just because a lot of people have mommy issues here. xD It was originally his father anyway and his past was originally... ten times worse and a lot less.. PG. I got into torturing him for some reason. I tamed it down. cx )
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Post by ~Sapphire~ on Jun 23, 2020 6:31:27 GMT -5
(I'm DD: for Halfpaw right now. And dead moms club unite I guess... I can give Thorntail two living parents to make up for Hazel's sitch?)
Hazel - border - Ashenlight
Hazel took a step backwards as Ashenlight approached her, panic bubbling through her veins. Although on the small side, the silver tabby looked a lot older and more experienced than Hazel, And she certainly seemed confident. What if the other she-cat attacked Hazel? How had Hazel managed to jump right into danger again? Hazel unsheathed her claws, ready to defend herself, and then hastily sheathed them again. She didn't want to antagonise Ashenlight more than she already apparently had.
"I'm really sorry! I didn't realise I was on your territory already," she tried to explain. "Is there someone I should talk to? I'm looking for - actually, I don't know who I'm looking for, really - but I need to be in CedarClan. I think I might have family here?"
Thorntail - in camp - Brackenkit
Thorntail stalked back into the CedarClan camp. His muscles were sore and his eyes drooped with tiredness - it had been another bad night, kept awake by thoughts of Wrenflight. Eventually, as the moon dipped below the horizon, he'd given up on sleep altogether and set out on an early morning hunting expedition. The hunt hadn't been very successful, and Thorntail only had a single robin clutched in his jaw as he trudged back into camp to face his Clanmate's pity. Thorntail was not in a good mood.
He scanned the camp, looking for a quiet corner to rest in. And then he saw something that made his blood run cold. His son, Sparrowkit, was out of the nursery again. And sneaking up on Tornheart, no less. Not stopping to think of whether there might be an innocent explanation, Thorntail rushed over to his son. "What in StarClan do you think you're doing?!"
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Post by underthesilverpelt on Jun 23, 2020 9:57:45 GMT -5
Frost - Nursery - Mentions: Darkfang (𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢), Fallowkit (@fallownose) and Kits (highprince and @nettles)Frost kept her eyes narrowed at Darkfang when Fallowkit approached. She broke that glare to gaze almost curiously at the kitten, older than her own but still fluffy and young. She wasn't quite sure what these... nursery games entailed and she wasn't exactly sure she wanted to. Though, with a glance, she noticed her sons were certainly interested. "Where... do you play these games?" - Owl - Nursery - Mentions: Frost, Fallowkit (@fallownose) and siblings (highprince and @nettles)Everything in this place was odd. Everything smelled stinky and strong, all the cats seemed strange. Owl wasn't sure he liked it very much. The other den smelled worse though, and he had wanted to talk to the she-cat who'd poked her head in before, but the cat that offered the strange leaf to Mama didn't seem to like her. Owl's little ears perked up immediately when this new kit approached them. Seeing that Hail seemed interested as well, he turned his kit-blue gaze back up to his Mama, silently pleading. Mama then asked the she-kit her question, but Owl didn't see why the question mattered. He played games with Hail and Rush all the time.
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Post by willowflower on Jun 23, 2020 12:35:40 GMT -5
((oh dang, a lot happened since i was gone lol i am so excited for our new characters x3))
Skypaw || in Four Trees with Beepaw, Sunmask, and Lionfang
Somehow, despite the pain and discomfort, Skypaw felt a little more secure in the cobwebs, like their ribs weren’t going to pop off and run away anymore. It felt like a warm embrace. It was a little harder to breathe without feeling like their rib was poking dangerously close to their lung, but they weren’t going to complain.
They looked up. “Home,” they breathed.
highprince and little blu ♥
Tornheart || in medicine cat’s den with Brackenkit and Thorntail
Pull yourself together, you pathetic waste of space, Tornheart told himself, gathering himself up like little bits of moss. Sunmask might need you, need this space, it’s not like you’re hurt! He dragged himself up with a quiet groan, pressing a paw into his eye. He heard a deep sigh, and wondered if it was Starclan themselves shaking their heads in disappointment in the wind outside.
Then Thorntail’s sharp mew punched through the medicine cat’s den, and Tornheart nearly jumped out of his skin, spinning around to say, “Nothing!” like a guilty kit. The very word made him curse himself even more - he was sitting on his paws doing nothing, just trying to breathe, while there was a crisis. He didn’t matter, his clanmates need him. His pelt burned with shame.
Then he saw that Thorntail wasn’t looking at him after all, instead glaring down at - a kit? Tornheart was so deep in his own head he hadn’t even noticed. Looking closer, he recognized the reddish-brown pelt of Brackenkit.
“…Oh? Hey there,” he said, puzzled and concerned. "Are you hurt?" He looked up at Thorntail. “Do you need the space? Is Sunmask back yet?”
@fallownose and ~Sapphire~
Mudrush || in camp with Halfpaw, Willowshine, Dappleface, and Amberwing
Mudrush turned to his apprentice, nodding solemnly. “I’m afraid so,” he said, casting a glance at Lightdrop, who didn’t seem to be taking Rainstar’s news well at all. It made him want to go over and comfort the warrior, but another cat butting in may only stoke the flames. “There’s been a run-in with a snake at Four Trees.” His heart ached. “The patrol should be back by now.”
Looking towards the camp entrance, Mudrush waved his tail for Halfpaw to follow him before he padded over. Call it fatherly intuition, if he had still had it, but something was telling him to check outside. (Besides, his paws itched to do something.)
As he poked his head out, he saw, just a little aways, Willowshine and Amberwing flanking Dappleface. He felt his breath vanish and his heart stop; absolute relief for seeing his daughter, absolute heartache in seeing Dappleface. Mudrush was quick in his step as he approached the warriors. “You made it,” he said, eyes lingering on Willowshine. “Come on, let’s get you inside. Did anyone else get hurt?” He looked around some more. “Where’s Sunmask?”
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 and @nettles
Mistydew || in camp with Stormpool
Mistydew sighed heavily. She felt mixed about the two kits - as much as she felt responsible for their proper upbringing, they still weren’t her own, and her feelings towards them were more those of a teacher than a mother. Still, her pelt ran a little hot at Stormpool’s words - it was still her influence, after all, and a mark of how well she brought them up, as late as she started doing so. “I’ll have to give that Brackenkit a solid lecture about respect later,” she said. She looked down at her own belly. “I can only pray Starclan will bless me with kits with proper manners,” she said. It was soon, she felt - the kits were restless, almost begging to be out with their kicks.
She looked over at Stormpool. “It doesn’t hurt… too bad, does it?” Mistydew said, trying to play it off as a light throwaway remark, trying not to feel vulnerable under the older she-cat's eyes.
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Post by ~Sapphire~ on Jun 23, 2020 13:06:03 GMT -5
Thorntail - in the medicine den - Tornheart, Brackenkit
Thorntail winced inwardly at Tornheart's guilty expression. Maybe he'd spoken a little too harshly. However, he couldn't take his words back in front of Brackenkit. What would Wrenflight think if he couldn't even keep their kits out of trouble?
"No, we're both fine," he said to Tornheart, keeping his voice measured and formal. "I'm sorry to disturb you, and for my son's behaviour. Do you need me to get Sunmask for you?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2020 13:57:04 GMT -5
{I'll be getting my replies up shortly, sorry! I had class all morning so that took up quite a bit of time :/ Also with all this talk of new cats I'm seriously considering making one I've had in my mind for a bit-- but I'll make sure both his parents are still alive so he won't be part of the Dead Parent Club }
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2020 14:15:06 GMT -5
Brackenkit // in the medicine den with Tornheart and Thorntail
Brackenkit jumped as his father’s angry yowl filled the medicine den. In his shock Tornheart managed to respond before Brackenkit could, and guilt and shame immediately washed over the tabby kit’s pelt as Tornheart asked if he was hurt.
“I-I’m sorry!” he stammered, feeling Thorntail’s amber glare pierce his fur. “I just… Mistydew said Tornheart ran into a snake and I-” Brackenkit stopped short, hanging his head to stare at his paws. “I shouldn’t have been in here. I’m really sorry,” he finished, mumbling the last few words. He remained silent, feeling hot in his own skin as his father apologized for him to Tornheart. Though he spoke levelly, Brackenkit could recognize the underlying anger in his father’s voice. What have I gotten myself into now? Brackenkit thought with a gulp.
Fallowkit // in the nursery with Darkfang, Frost, and her kits
Fallowkit shifted her paws, suddenly feeling nervous as all eyes turned on her. “We usually play them in the clearing,” she answered the strange she-cat. “Because we aren’t allowed to leave the camp.” Out of the corner of her eye she noticed one or two of the kits looking interested. “The most fun games are “Hide the Feather” and “Chase,” ” she went on.
Fallowkit dropped her gaze to the kits peeking out from behind their mother, smiling back at them and trying to appear as friendly as possible. “My name is Fallowkit, by the way. I have a brother, too, named Brackenkit. I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.”
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Post by willowflower on Jun 23, 2020 14:45:36 GMT -5
((is it time to organize our allegiances by club))
Tornheart || in medicine cat’s den with Thorntail and Brackenkit
“No, no, it’s fine,” Tornheart was quick to say, looking between Thorntail and Brackenkit’s shame-filled frame. “I should be fine now, I was actually headed out to help Sunmask if she needed it.”
He smiled at Brackenkit, hoping his torn face wasn’t alarming. “It’s okay, you’re not hurting anyone,” he reassured the kit kindly. He stood, ignoring the dull buzz of pain in his leg. He wondered who else Mistydew told, how fast the news has spread through camp. “Let’s all head out and help Sunmask, ‘kay?”
If she’s back, he thought worriedly, Willowshine’s face appearing in his mind’s eye again.
@fallownose and ~Sapphire~
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 23, 2020 14:46:48 GMT -5
( I'll get my replies up soon, hopefully. )
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