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𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on May 16, 2020 19:11:08 GMT -5
Amberwing - w/ Willowshine - 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother!" Amberwing assured her, ear twitching anxiously. She hoped Willowshine didn't feel obligated to help out; she greatly appreciated the implied offer of hunting practice, but she'd rather not drag a tired clanmate along just because she slept in. "I mean, I was thinking of heading to the Great Pines to hunt birds, if you want to head out that far. I can jump pretty high, so I figured those would be my best chance if they tried to fly away." Amberwing laughed. Indeed, her only impressive catches as an apprentice had been gained by snagging her claws on the wings of birds that had tried to take flight. Willowshine coudn't help but let out an amused purr. She wasn't that much older than the other she-cat but right now she felt like Amberwing was an apprentice all over again, and she her mentor. "I'm okay to go out to the Great Pines. I was probably going to head that way myself later today anyways. It'll be good to get it out of the way now in case we're assigned any late night patrols." The fluffy she-cat said with a smile, giving the other a playful nudge. "Are you wanting to head out now? I'm ready to go if that's the case."
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Post by highprince on May 16, 2020 19:34:45 GMT -5
Lionfang with Sunmask (little blu ♥)
Lionfang's shoulders and head sank in disappointment. He shouldn't have expected there to have been any news. Still, his hopes had been high, that there might have been something, some evidence that Brighteyes was still watching over them. He picked his head back up and tried to hold it high. "I'm sure they'll communicate with us soon." He looked up to the sky. "After all, they're always looking down on us."
Beepaw
Beepaw had been amused watching Stonepaw and Riverpaw fight, but now that it was done and they were going with their mentors, she realized that she should be, too. However, when she did see her mentor, she noticed the she-cat already talking with Willowshine. I can't interrupt them, the apprentice thought, so I'll do something that Amberwing would want me to. She looked around camp - many cats were leaving, and she didn't feel right tagging along with any of them. Her father and Sunmask were in a conversation already. Beepaw turned her attention to the elder's den. There! Any good apprentice would help the elders. Beepaw trotted over to the den and poked her head inside, hoping she wouldn't wake any of them - StarClan knew how cranky elders could be when they were woken up. "Hello?" She tried to meow as quiet as she could. "It's me, Beepaw."
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 16, 2020 20:21:01 GMT -5
( Okay, responding now, I'm really sorry for the delay! )
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 16, 2020 20:58:08 GMT -5
Riverpaw // heading to Four Trees // with Rainstar [𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] Riverpaw did bounce the, hopping the next few steps in pure excitement. "Sounds great!" he purred, his dark blue eyes lit up with eagerness to learn. He couldn't wait to take all he learned back to his brother! Stonepaw might be a bit on the clumsier side, but the silver tom always kind of thought that he'd make the better warrior. His brother was better about socializing with others and had a filter, of which Riverpaw didn't. Still, he hoped that no matter what they'd remain close, the slightly bigger feline meant the whole world to him. At the slight reprimand, delivered as a tease, the apprentice bowed his head and slowed just a little. "Sorry, Rainstar. You're right, Brokentalon would probably box our ears..." his eyes widened in childish terror as a dramatic shudder trailed down his spine. Giving himself a shake, the tom sprinted to keep up with his mentor.
Nightblaze // leaving camp // with Tallbird, Stonepaw, & Foxtongue [WyrmTime ] Being a bit on the oblivious side, at least in this situation, Nightblaze failed to notice the tension between Foxtongue and Tallbird. He was more focused on being able to get back out of camp, he never liked to stay down long and the mess in his pelt had already cut his first hunting trip short. When his apprentice reached them he chuckled at the tom's disheveled appearance, leaning down to whisper conspiratorially, "Looks like were both a mess, huh 'paw? That's not a fine way to be in front of the ladies, luckily we're heading to Tumbling Rocks for a little swim." With another laugh, the tom began to pad towards the entrance of the camp, eager to have a task. "Let's get going," he called, nodding to Tallbird as he passed.
Sunmask // in camp // with Lionfang [highprince ] Sunmask resisted the urge to press her cheek against his shoulder in comfort, not wanting to offend his pride. Instead she brushed his tail gently down his flank briefly, so that no one could see from the angle they were sitting at. His words tugged at her heart strings, the guilt tightening it's hold around her chest until it physically hurt to take in air. "Of course they are. Always," her words came out soft but firm, grief lingering in her light gaze. She knew Lionfang was hurting and this was the type of pain she couldn't heal. That tore her up inside. "I wanted to ask if you could spare some warriors? My stores are low," she whispered after a moment of silence, her gaze locked on the horizon.
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Post by highprince on May 16, 2020 21:26:21 GMT -5
Lionfang with Sunmask (little blu ♥)
Lionfang got to his paws and shook out his fur, as if this would clear the cloud that had been over his head for the past moons. He was glad Sunmask had changed the topic - handling his duties as deputies was something he knew he could control, and it made him feel better. "Yes, of course." He nodded, "Take whoever you need." Lionfang was almost tempted to offer to go along himself, getting out of camp and stretching his legs might help wake him up and refresh him. He held his tongue, however, not wanting to invite himself where he wasn't wanted.
Beepaw with Brokentalon (𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢)
"Oh, good morning, Brokentalon!" Beepaw greeted, letting out a pleased purr at seeing that the tabby tom was awake. She liked the elder, despite his grouchy demeanor. Maybe she thought, deep down, that her own cheer could change him and make him look on the bright side of things. "Amberwing hasn't given me any assignments, so I thought I would come here to help out. Is there anything you need done?" Beepaw peered around in the den, in search of holes in need of patching or dirty bedding to be changed.
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𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on May 17, 2020 13:15:52 GMT -5
"He's faster than you think, just comes right up on you." Rainstar said with a chuckle, recalling her youth and the plenty of times Brokentalon had reprimanded her and her own sister. She would never say she felt bad for the older tom, because she didn't, but part of her was sympathetic to the fact that his warrior career was cut short and the cruel renaming of him. That's something the leader vowed to never do to her clan, take their birth name away because something tragic happened to them. Her mind briefly goes to Tornheart and she frowns slightly. They come up on Four Trees while the blue she-cat was lost in thought, grateful for her paws that knew the way while she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. "I was thinking we could work more on your back kick. It's important to be hyper aware of your surroundings in battle, so learning how to judge how far or close a cat is from you is a good way to execute this move."
Stonepaw felt excited to be going for a swim, the toms powerful paws made him to be a good swimmer. He liked the feeling of the water, strangely enough, but he knew there were plenty of other cats at camp that liked it too. His whiskers twitch in interest when Nightblaze commented about their dirty pelts and how that's not a presentable way to be in front of she-cats. It took everything in the tom not to act disgusted as he didn't care for romance just yet. His eyes shift suspiciously between Foxtongue and Tallbird, wondering which one Nightblaze was trying to impress before ultimately giving up after deciding he didn't want to dwell on his mentors infatuations. "Sounds good to me!" The young tom commented before following after his mentor.
Tallbird smiled in response to Nightblaze's nod, turning to leave after he and Stonepaw had passed her. She picks up her pace enough to catch up to the dark-furred tom, padding beside him now as they follow the trail towards Tumbling Rocks. "The water might feel nice now that it's getting warmer out. I really thought Leaf Bare was going to last forever." She joked, turning her head enough to gaze at Nightblaze beside her then casting a glance back to Foxtongue.
Beepaw wouldn't have been the first apprentice, or cat for that matter, that thought they could change Brokentalon's attitude towards things. Unfortunately the elder held on to too much hurt for him to forgive himself or those around him to change his grouchy attitude. Deep down a part of him knew that he couldn't change the past and he should just finally learn to accept the choices made because of his injury, but a stronger, more stubborn, part of him just couldn't let go. "Need anything done, huh?" The scruffy tabby looked around the den and harrumphed. "Well, if you could tell those two denmates of yours to pipe down and stop making such a ruckus around camp that'd be appreciated. But, for now, I could use some new bedding. Mine's getting a bit old." He cast a gaze down to his nest before looking back at the young apprentice.
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WyrmTime
ngl really wishin I was a dragon tha feasts on mortals righ now
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Post by WyrmTime on May 17, 2020 13:40:13 GMT -5
Deerspirit -- //She-cat// -- //85 moons// -- //Elder// Many seasons ago Deerspirit used to be considered one of the most attractive cats in the clan, with her warm brown pelt and creamy belly, her long nimble legs, her gem blue eyes. The multiple shades of brown that flicker up her back used to catch the eye of any cat standards and her short delicate tail was always brushing the spine of what ever lovesick tom that was at her heels. Now Deerspirit's colors have dulled with age and her slender figure had turned from beautiful to worrying. She hasn't not not aged well but her appearance is only a whisper of what it once was. |Deerspirit is a sassy cat in the most loving way possible. The type who would call you out whenever you make the smallest mistake but then help them from making it again. The type who would call their leader a furball without hesitation just because their worried about their clan. She may come off as a bit inconsiderate and vain but Deerspirit's heart is always in the right place.| Deerspirit always wanted to be a queen. She disliked hunting and battles as an apprentice and longed for the day she would find her dream Tom. Unfortunately that day never came, no matter how hard she forced herself to believe so, she never felt like she was in love. So she decided to pretend. She would suck up to what ever tom had her eyes on her, have kits with him and than say goodbye to whatever petty relationship the two had. Despite the messiness of their birth Deerspirit still loved each and every one of her many kits and continued to be close to them long after they have left the nursery. Only a few green leafs ago she had her last litter and retired to elders den to live out the rest of her days watching her kits make her proud.| {WrymnTime}
Dockface -- //Tom// -- //68 moons// -- //Warrior// Short and stocky yellow cat (recommendation). Father to Daycreek and siblings (OPEN). Claimable. {Here are the revised Deerspirit and Furzeroot forms! Sorry she's still a bit long winded, I tried my best. Daycreek is taking longer than expected but I'll post him and some replies later. Give me a shout if there are any problems or if they're still crap lol.}
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 14:36:05 GMT -5
(I know I should't but I might be looking at one of those claimable kids lmao)
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 15:02:50 GMT -5
Beepaw with Brokentalon (𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 )
"They've left, but I'll be sure to let them know when they get back." Beepaw was happy to help, even if it would make her less popular with her denmates. When Brokentalon asked for new bedding, the apprentice nodded over-enthusiastically. She took the elder's old bedding away and went searching for new moss. She would bring back only the best new bedding for Brokentalon - maybe an uncomfortable nest made him even crabbier. Once she found bedding that she deemed good enough, she brought it back to the elder's den, nearly tripping over her own paws on the way. "You'll have the softest nest in the whole clan, Brokentalon!" She bragged, trying to speak around the moss.
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WyrmTime
ngl really wishin I was a dragon tha feasts on mortals righ now
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Post by WyrmTime on May 17, 2020 16:50:38 GMT -5
Daycreek -- //Tom// -- //39 moons// -- //warrior// Daycreek is a large strong pale yellow dote of a warrior with a large fluffy tail. A warm brown stripe patterns down his back and ebbs off in tabby esque Markings, coincidently looking like his mate, Briarleap and He has a large mane of fur that puffs out whenever he gets defensive. His round river blue eyes are often filled with clear emotion over the littlest thing. | Daycreek is one loving cat, a fact about himself he refuses to hide. He loves his clan, his territory but most of all his close ones. Despite that he still has a tendency to easily hate on someone who acts rude or standoffish, often looking down on them with distaste but he tries his best to look for the good in those cats. Other than that Daycreek is generally a loyal, friendly tom that cares deeply about getting stuff right.| Daycreek was a very imaginative as a kit, mainly because he was often frustrated with his surroundings. So he would make little games to cover up the bits in reality he didn't like. Like sometimes he pretended he was the only tom in the clan and that it was his job to protect all the mollies and that he was destined to save the clan from fire mountain. This is a trait his Mother Deerspirit adored about him and haunts the now embarrassed fully grown Daycreek about it. The two had always had a fantastic relationship ever since the nursery, unlike Daycreek and his father. Dockface never cared for his kits nevertheless Daycreek and He resented the tom for it. Just thinking about him is enough to put him in a bad mood. He just tries to keep his distance from the warrior. | {WrymnTime}
{I'm not super proud of this form but I want to move on with my life. Feel free to edit where you see fit Rain. I promise to better do stuff in the future.}
Foxtongue Foxtongue waited for Tallbird to start walking after the two toms before following after the she-cat herself, Snorting after listening to Nightblaze chat with his apprentice and taking cursory glances around the territory as they left camp. New leaf wasn't one of Foxtongue's favorite seasons (the pollen would always irritate her noses) but she did enjoy watching all that died regrow once again after leafbare even a cat like her could find beauty in it. As she was walking she spots Tallbird giving her a look and Foxtongue felt the contentment drain out of her body, quickly being replaced with anger and discomfort as she suddenly became very aware of the several scars ridden across her face. “What are you looking at fleabrain?” she growled.
Daycreek Daycreek was awoken to the bustling sounds of the clearing. He immediately turns is head too see if his mate was still with him, only to see her brother and an empty nest. He had been practically begging her to sleep in over the past few days considering she was expecting kits. Oh well. He thought a little gloomily. As he pushed himself onto his paws he felt a sharp pain coming from his hind leg. “Bobface!” he mumbled whipping his head back to see a large thorn stuck in his pelt. I'll have to go and see Sunmask with that. He thought watching the blood pour out of the wound. As he continues to make his way out of the warriors den, gritting his teeth, he notices Briarleap standing just to the side of him. “Hello!” he smiles at her, “How did you sleep?”
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 17:36:02 GMT -5
( Sorry it's so late everyone! c: I have to resist the urge to make another cat. I need to calm down. lol. I may be having too much fun in this clan... cx )
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 18:02:14 GMT -5
(same! i love all these cats)
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 18:52:32 GMT -5
Sunmask // in camp // with Lionfang [highprince ] The flame point molly realized the brief hesitation in the deputy, understanding that some part of him probably wanted to tag along. Sunmask's desire to help, even the tiniest bit made her nod her head, decision made. "Do you want to tag along, Lionfang? I was thinking about trying to convince Briarleap to tag along, she needs to be taking it easier now a days," she admitted, her gaze drifting to the newly pregnant she-cat. The queen seemed determined to keep doing her warrior duties as long as possible, pushing herself when she should probably be taking more breaks. Sunmask let out a sigh, shaking her head in disapproval.
Riverpaw // at Four Trees // with Rainstar [𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] "I believe you," the tom whispered, thinking back on one particular evening during which he had been a little two energetic when trying to tug a tick off of Brokentalon's pelt and the elder had given him a good swipe. His nose had smarted for quite a while afterwards and he thanked his lucky stars that the elder's claws had been sheathed. Riverpaw winced but tried to shake off the memory. He didn't try to annoy others, it just seemed to happen and he didn't realize he'd done it until it was too late. His mind, which was easily distracted, focused back in on his mentor as she spoke, looking up in shock as he recognized Four Trees. "Hyper aware of you're surroundings, got it!" Riverpaw chirped, forcing a falsely serious look on his face as he strained his ears and wiggled his nose, trying to become aware of every little scent and sound.
Nightblaze // heading for Tumbling Rocks // with Stonepaw, Tallbird, and Foxtongue [WyrmTime ] The scent of the red cedars and familiar underbrush wrapped around Nightblaze soothingly. Delight sparked in his buttery golden eyes as he leaped over a small rock, enjoying the breeze ruffling his fur. Green Leaf was his true favorite season and he couldn't wait for the weather to get even nicer. "I hope so, I'm not eager to freeze my tail off," he mused to Tallbird, casting a glance at Stonepaw to make sure that he was keeping pace alright. His ears flattened a bit when the sharp retort came from Foxtongue, seeing as he hadn't seen the glance Tallbird had cast at the scarred she-cat. Nightblaze paused, turning to look at the two she-cats firmly. "Is there a problem?" his kept his tone light but assertive. He didn't need a fight on his hands, especially with Stonepaw nearby. The young warrior respected Foxtongue, unlike some of his clan-mates and he considered Tallbird a friend but he wouldn't hesitate to break them apart either.
Briarleap // in camp // with Daycreek The she-cat had watched her clan mates interact, a small smile tugging at her muzzle. She thought about grabbing something but then nausea turned her stomach and she decided against it. Instead she began to delicately wash her chest fur, trying not to let her anxieties or stomach upset bother her. Briarleap startled slightly when her mate padded out of the Warriors Den, her emerald eyes widening as she felt her ears grow warm beneath her fur. "I slept alright... you?" she asked quietly, trying to ignore her racing heart. Daycreek much more open about his feelings than Briarleap worried she ever would be, but she knew one truth. She loved the blue eyed tom, he'd wormed his way into her guarded heart and she prayed he was there to stay.
Dappleface // in camp Padding into camp with her tail held high, Dappleface let out a purr as she realized that her clan mates had begun to start their days as well. She carried a bundle of moss beneath her chin, which was blessedly dry with all the rain they'd been having so far this New Leaf, and had a few loose feathers in her mouth. The former queen was more than excited for the new little paws to be running around, eager to play and dote on the kittens. The tortoiseshell she-cat padded easily towards the nursery, her gaze sliding towards the Warriors Den. Every time new kits were born she couldn't help but think of when Lightdrop was still just a scrap of fur. A pang of bittersweet hit her right in the chest as waved her tail in greeting to the parents to be and then to Lionfang and the medicine cat.
( This took forever, sorry! And you're certainly welcome, Rain, I mean it. c: )
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 18:54:14 GMT -5
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢Coppertail -- //Tom// -- //28 moons// -- //Warrior// Coppertail is a honey mink tom-cat, his base coat being a sandy tan color with a maple brown color covering his face, tail, and traveling up his legs. He's a fairly muscular tom with a long and thin tail. His eyes are a medium, fair blue. | Coppertail is a easy going tom who enjoys the company of his loved ones. Those "loved ones" can be considered family, friends, or simply clanmates he doesn't speak to often. He's very social and is often seen speaking with someone, anyone really. Though he does spend some time alone, mostly when hunting to achieve a focus, he is happiest when he's at least in the presence with someone. | Coppertail was born in a litter of three, definitely the social butterfly of the nursery. He adored his siblings and often stuck by them, nipping playfully at their ears and batting at their tails before he ventured off to make friends with others. His mother was always slightly distant towards him and his siblings, though their father was the most loving thing. He's always tried to build a stronger relationship with his mother, but it's a process that hasn't had much improvement. | Open to littermates, only has spots for two of any genders. {underthesilverpelt} Deerglow -- //She-cat// -- //22 moons// -- //Warrior//Deerglow is a chocolate tortie spotted tabby and white bicolor. She is a shorthaired, light brown and white kitty with patches of orange throughout her pelt and dark brown spots covering the brown fur. The white fur is pure white, covering her chest, underbelly, four legs, muzzle, and the tip of her tail. Her eyes are a pale, gray-green. | Deerglow is a fairly content kitty. She's not one to complain and keeps to herself more often. She seems like a fairly meek molly but she is very much a feisty one when it comes to protecting her clan. Her dark side isn't something you see often, but it isn't something you'd like to see again. | Deerglow was from a litter of four, though doesn't have full clan blood. Her mother is a kitty-pet who met with her father by chance. A litter wasn't intended, but it occurred and her father didn't find out until the kits were already born and walking. Her mother presented Deerglow to be taken into the clan since her other siblings had already been sold off. Deerglow was raised in Cedarclan by her father until he died from illness during her late apprentice moons. Her heritage caused her to feel the need to prove herself within Cedarclan, creating the heavy loyalty she feels for the clan.| N/A {underthesilverpelt} Frost(watcher) -- //She-cat// -- //21 moons// -- //Queen//Frost is a lilac mackerel tabby. She is a misty grey color with darker gray tabby stripes across her body, her fur only slightly longer than your average shorthair and a feathery tail. Her eyes are a deep aqua and she has big ears.| Frost is a silent molly who doesn't really know when to ask for help. She's determined and fiercely protective of her kits. She doesn't take kindly to pity and will gladly tell you where to shove it. Though, when it comes to the health of her family, she is willing to compromise.| Frost was born a kitty-pet who had an unpleasant run-in with a stray tom. Her owners were less than happy and kicked her out onto the streets, not willing to look after the kittens whenever they did come. Frost fled into the woods and fended for herself until her kits arrived. Then, once they were mobile, continued to search for a better place to raise them. | Two of her kits Rush (she-cat) and Hail (tom) are open to claim. Her third, Owl, is played by me. {underthesilverpelt} Owl(feather) -- //Tom// -- //1 moon// -- //Kit//Owl is a lilac silver classic tabby and white bicolor. He has his mother's misty grey coat with white, classic tabby stripes, a white face and white paws. His ears are folded in, almost like a still deaf kit, but he can hear perfectly fine. He has his mother's eyes and his legs are short and stumpy, making him the smallest out of his litter. | Owl is a bright tom who is awkward around others at first, until he warms up you. And it is not hard to get him warmed up. Things like, sharing a common interest or simply looking interesting might have this boy all over you. Though he normally tends to stick with familiar faces, there are times where he wanders off and gets curious about others, even during his older moons. | Owl was born to an abandoned kitty pet in a litter of three, being the oldest of the litter. As a kit, he adored spending time with his mother and siblings, though quickly began to wonder about Clan life. There are brief moments when he wonders who his blood father was and why his mother ended up abandoned, but they pass quickly, knowing his mother's reluctance to answer such questions. So, rather than pester about it, he fills up with mind with new questions, which leads him to be out and about very often during the day.| Littermates, brother Hail and sister Rush, are open to claim. {underthesilverpelt} Rush -- //She-cat// -- //1 moon// -- //Kit//blue tortie silver ticked tabby and white bicolor, similar structure to a Caribbean Longhair. Fluffy blue and white fur with tortie patches and a feathered tail. Deep aqua eyes, naturally bigger than her brother Owl. | Personality (Owner decides) | Rush was born to an abandoned kitty pet in a litter of three, being the second oldest of the litter. | Up for claim. Any information not filled out is for owner to decide. Her brother, Hail, is up for claim as well. {underthesilverpelt} Hail -- //Tom// -- //1 moon// -- //Kit//lilac silver mackerel tabby and white bicolor. Fluffy, silver-white fur with misty grey mackerel tabby stripes across his body and a feathered tail. His eyes are a deep aqua and his ears are small and straight. | Personality (Owner decides) | Hail was born to an abandoned kitty pet in a litter of three, being the youngest of the litter. | Up for Claim. Any information not filled out is for owner to decide. His sister, Rush, is up for claim as well. {underthesilverpelt} (Mind if Frost and her family starts off as rogues that someone finds within the territory?)
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𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on May 17, 2020 19:14:23 GMT -5
( underthesilverpelt all looks good to me! I'll start adding them to the front page. Also I don't mind if they start out as rogues, Nightblaze, Tallbird, Foxtongue, and Stonepaw are out and about right now going to Tumbling Rocks which borders the territory. Rainstar and Riverpaw are also out in Four Trees which is closer to camp. Eeither of those groups can discover Frost and her kits, if you'd like ^^)
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 19:17:53 GMT -5
( Why do you have to go and tempt me like that? :'c I must resist the temptation of claiming a kit. Oh gosh, save me from myself... )
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 19:35:06 GMT -5
(Oh man, Hail is tempting me)
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𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on May 17, 2020 19:37:11 GMT -5
Tallbird visibly flinched at Foxtongue's retort, not expecting the she-cat to snap at her. She had only looked back to check on Foxtongue, see if the she-cat was keeping up as she had taken up the rear. If there was an expression on her face then it would've been more likely curiosity than anything else. Tallbird didn't realize that Foxtongue had taken her look back as something to snap at her for. The white and ginger she-cat could feel the fur on her neck begin to rise again, tail tucking closely to her body. "I jut looked back to check on how Foxtongue was keeping up." Tallbird spoke honestly, looking to Nightblaze with a frown and a discouraged look in her amber eyes.
Stonepaw kept quiet for the most part, trotting right behind his mentor as he and Tallbird talked. There was a smile on his face when Nightblaze looked back and the younger tom had opened his mouth to speak when Foxtongue's retort suddenly rang in his ear. At first, Stonepaw thought the she-cat was referring to him, until he saw Tallbird flinched and realized what had happened. Based on his better judgement, Stonepaw bit his tongue and was going to let Nightblaze diffuse the situation as he did not have any courage in himself to do so. Sheesh, was the only thing he thought as he ducked his head.
Rainstar smiled, watching as Riverpaw was preparing himself. "Good, now I want you to close your eyes, take a deep breath." Her tone became softer and Rainstar began to circle her apprentice. It was close to sunhigh by now and the forest was alive as ever. "Tell me what you hear, what you smell, what you feel." She was trying to get Riverpaw to focus on what was going on around him without sight, as he wouldn't be able to see his attacker approaching him from behind in order to execute this battle move. Rainstar stopped and sat in front of the young tom now.
Brokentalon held back a chuckle at the apprentices enthusiasm, watching as she got rid of his old bedding. While she was searching for new moss, the old tom had taken it upon himself to groom his pelt, grunting as attempted at swiping over a few hard to reach areas. When he looks up again he sees Beepaw with a mouthful of moss and trying to talk through it. "Anyone ever tell you it's rude to talk with your mouthful?" He teased in his gruff tone, making it a little hard to discern whether he was joking or not.
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 19:48:57 GMT -5
Lionfang with Sunmask (little blu ♥)
Lionfang's eyes brightened at the medicine cat's invitation. If Sunmask really did want him along, he had no problems going. "Yes, I would love to," he meowed, trying not to seem too eager - he wasn't quite a hyper young warrior anymore. He looked for Briarleap, nodding a greeting to Dappleface as she passed. Eventually his gaze fell on the queen, who was with Daycreek. Lionfang gestured to them with a paw, "Would you like Daycreek to come along, too? It feels wrong to separate the happy couple," he suggested, with a purr of amusement.
Lightdrop with Dappleface
Lightdrop awoke with a stretch and a yawn. She would've been perfectly contented to spend all day lazing around, basking in the sun, but she knew that duty called, and she would be expected to perform her warrior duties. Blinking lazily, she left the warrior's den, seeing that her mother had come into camp. "Morning, Dappleface!" She called to the older she-cat. Lightdrop looked over to fresh-kill pile hungrily. Maybe she and her mother could share a morning snack.
Beepaw with Brokentalon (𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢)
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Beepaw apologized, dropping the moss. The fur around her shoulders spiked a little at the elder's scorn. "I won't do it again, I promise." Looking down, the young apprentice began to arrange the bedding for Brokentalon's new nest. "....How did you sleep?" She asked, trying to make some sort of friendly conversation. After all, she didn't want him to be too mad at her for that silly mistake.
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:04:25 GMT -5
( underthesilverpelt all looks good to me! I'll start adding them to the front page. Also I don't mind if they start out as rogues, Nightblaze, Tallbird, Foxtongue, and Stonepaw are out and about right now going to Tumbling Rocks which borders the territory. Rainstar and Riverpaw are also out in Four Trees which is closer to camp. Eeither of those groups can discover Frost and her kits, if you'd like ^^) (Thanks so much! I think I'll go for Tumbling Rocks, since I'm not sure if she'd get so far within the territory without being caught.)
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:19:03 GMT -5
Frost & Kits - Tumbling Rocks, within Cedarclan territory - No Mentions yet
Frost didn't really mind the river. She hasn't really seen one, not in person. Not unless you count the streams of water that flow into drains on Twoleg-Roads after it rains, though she highly doubts it. She's heard of them plenty of times, sometimes from strays and other times from cats who used to live where they were more common. She didn't think they made noise, though that was stupid on her end seeing that all kinds of water seemed to have sound.
The kits seemed interested, at least Owl was. She kept having to pull him away from the large stones that seemed to make reaching the water without falling in easier. Owl and his tiny legs, he'd find some way to trip. Especially since he was still so tiny, bumbling about on his stubby legs. She didn't trust him for a minute.
Crossing the stream seemed like a fair choice, seeing that Frost didn't really trust the surroundings and was hoping to get somewhere more hidden. It wasn't all that hard. It was swimmable, and Frost had taught herself to swim fairly quickly after her little ones were born. Carrying them across, one by one, she got to the other side by nightfall.
That next day, waking up and feeding her kits, she decided it was time to hunt. She had learned how to hunt... fairly sloppily. She could catch small rodents like mice and such, but birds were still beyond her and squirrels were too quick. She had gone as long as she could without having to eat much, but once her little ones complained about the milk running low, she decided it was time. Tucking them into hidden shrubbery, she stalked off to search for food.
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