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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 20:26:46 GMT -5
(I'll get on a reply with Amberwing. Sorry for being gone, had a funky day. underthesilverpelt may also want to claim Rush is that's okay? idk. also Nettlefang is open if you want any interaction between him and Frost and/or her kits. Maybe he finds them after she goes off to hunt? I did imply previously that he went out hunting alone when he got annoyed with Amberwing oversleeping lol)
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:30:22 GMT -5
(I'll get on a reply with Amberwing. Sorry for being gone, had a funky day. underthesilverpelt may also want to claim Rush is that's okay? idk. also Nettlefang is open if you want any interaction between him and Frost and/or her kits. Maybe he finds them after she goes off to hunt? I did imply previously that he went out hunting alone when he got annoyed with Amberwing oversleeping lol) (Go on and claim her, that's fine! Thanks for taking her! And I wouldn't be mad if Nettlefang shows up, but a small patrol is already on their way over there. He could join around the same time if you'd like! It'd probably be real interesting if Nettlefang fears that they're abandoned and takes them back to camp while Frost is gone, so the upcoming patrol meets only Frost and drama ensues.)
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 20:32:27 GMT -5
( Oh good, all the kits are basically claimed. Temptation gone. c: I'll get my replies up in a sec, just finished dinner ~ )
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:33:22 GMT -5
( Oh good, all the kits are basically claimed. Temptation gone. c: I'll get my replies up in a sec, just finished dinner ~ ) (Haha 🤣 Careful, I might just make more specifically to mess with you!)
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 20:33:44 GMT -5
(Go on and claim her, that's fine! Thanks for taking her! And I wouldn't be mad if Nettlefang shows up, but a small patrol is already on their way over there. He could join around the same time if you'd like! It'd probably be real interesting if Nettlefang fears that they're abandoned and takes them back to camp while Frost is gone, so the upcoming patrol meets only Frost and drama ensues.) (Frost: -leaves for five minutes- Nettlefang: its free real estate babies)
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:35:17 GMT -5
(Go on and claim her, that's fine! Thanks for taking her! And I wouldn't be mad if Nettlefang shows up, but a small patrol is already on their way over there. He could join around the same time if you'd like! It'd probably be real interesting if Nettlefang fears that they're abandoned and takes them back to camp while Frost is gone, so the upcoming patrol meets only Frost and drama ensues.) (Frost: -leaves for five minutes- Nettlefang: its free real estate babies) (Nettlefang: These small lost children are mine now.)
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 20:35:30 GMT -5
(aa, I'm going to give in and make a form for Hail. I'm just really liking him ^^)
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:37:19 GMT -5
(aa, I'm going to give in and make a form for Hail. I'm just really liking him ^^) (Wow, that happened a lot quicker than I thought 🤣 Wooo!)
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 20:39:40 GMT -5
( underthesilverpelt B-But... that would be evil! Absolutely evil! >.< How could you threaten my health like that? xD
lol, Nettlefang sees his opportunity and takes it. Finders keepers, losers weepers. cx )
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 20:42:07 GMT -5
( underthesilverpelt B-But... that would be evil! Absolutely evil! >.< How could you threaten my health like that? xD
lol, Nettlefang sees his opportunity and takes it. Finders keepers, losers weepers. cx )
(More kits! Ten more kits! No one can claim them, they're just to tempt blu! evil laughter)
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 20:44:43 GMT -5
Amberwing - w/ Willowshine - 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢"Ah, thank you!" She ducked her head quickly in appreciation. She was just glad the clan had a tolerance for her troubled hunting ability. She had taught Beepaw a wealth of fighting moves, but she knew Nettlefang had been giving secret hunting pointers to make up for Amberwing's lack of skill. She needed to get better, to prove she could handle an apprentice on her own! "Beepaw and I did a lot of fighting practice yesterday, so she'll probably appreciate a day off taking care of the elders." Amberwing laughed, playfully bumping one of her broad shoulders again Willowshine's. Nettlefang - w/ Owlkit+Siblings - underthesilverpeltThe calico cat was used to his sister's habit of silliness and incompetence, and usually ignored any aggravation it could cause, but sleeping in when she had promised they'd hunt together had rubbed his pelt the wrong way. She'd probably tease him about having ants in his pelt when he got back to camp, but he didn't really care as he stormed out of the warrior's den to go hunting. He regretted it quickly, but didn't want to go crawling back so fast, so he picked the Tumbling Rocks to go hunt at, a place far enough out of the way where he could both find prey and avoid Amberwing for the day. She hated getting her paws wet, so he doubted she would come this way unless she was forced to. He liked having the time alone to his thoughts, and without any other cats to mess things up, his hunting skills had a chance to truly shine- as soon as he arrived, he had spotted a robin near a crack in one rock not far off. The wind brought him some luck, blowing just the right way so that a quick bit of stalking and pounce trapped the robin between his paws, where he finished it with a quick bite to the neck. He'd have to bring back more to justify going off in a huff to hunt alone, and he had been about to bury the bird, when his ears pricked, swiveling as they picked up the faintest noise. For a moment, he thought there might be a mouse hiding in the rocks, but the squeak sounded more like a young cat, and it was coming from the small bits of foliage and shrubbery. He picked the bird up in his jaws, following the noise carefully, backtracking at one point when he walked too far and the noise began to fade. Finally, he found the source, shoving his head into a small bush and nearly bumping his angular muzzle right into the nose of a tiny, silver-lilac tabby. His eyes flicked around rapidly, counting out three kits, including the tabby he had nearly headbutted, his ear twitching nervously. Were they alone?
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 20:50:12 GMT -5
( 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 claiming Rushkit. Kinda just... swiped the half-finished form that underthesilverpelt made looool) 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. | True to her name, Rush has a reckless and headstrong personality, and can be quite pushy with it. She prefers to be in charge, and thinks everything is her business, constantly poking her nose into everything and trying to take control of the situation. Despite this, she cares deeply and passionately for her family, and simply desires to help them by making what she believes are the best decisions. | Rush was born to an abandoned kitty pet in a litter of three, being the second oldest of the litter. Mother is Frost, siblings are Owl and Hail | She has a strong affinity for water. @nettles }
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 21:03:39 GMT -5
Deerglow - Great Pines - Mentions: None
Deerglow always loved the Great Pines. Such a peaceful area, massive trees with rays of light streaming down to warm the earth before. She wasn't that great at climbing, but as an apprentice she did get halfway up one of the pines and that continues to be one of her greatest achievements... besides earning her Warrior name, of course.
With a twitching ear, she noticed a squirrel sitting on the ground, nibbling on some fallen nut. New leaf always brought out the critters, making it one of Deerglow's favorite times of the year. The more prey she could catch, the more she proved her worth. She could feel it in every brief praise she was given for dragging in fat squirrels and plump sparrows. Even a half-clanner can provide properly. It was a good feeling.
Stepping carefully off the rock, she crouched dangerously with her eyes narrowed into slits, watching the little creature. The warm scent of it gave her a slight rush and she grinned. Breakfast time...
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Coppertail - Camp - Mentions: None
Coppertail had woken up a while ago, but hadn't left camp yet. He knew he should be out doing something productive, hunting or maybe simply patrolling to make sure nothing nasty was planning on entering camp. Still, the thought of going alone wasn't tempting at all.
Emerging from the Warrior's Den, finally, he scanned around in hopes of spotting a friendly face. Maybe a sibling or both, maybe his father. Maybe a simple friend. He would just really rather being with companion rather than just going alone. It sounded juvenile, but he couldn't help it. It's just how he was.
(Starters for whoever wishes ^)
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Owl - Tumbling Rocks, tucked in a bush - Mentions: Nettlefang @nettles
Owl never liked it when his mother left. She didn't do it often, no not at all, but once was already too many. Having ventured a bit close to the edge of the bush, he continued to mewl in hopes that their mother would return. Breakfast hadn't been that filling, for what reason he wasn't sure, and now they had been left in a shrub with the simple order of "Stay". Well, Owl didn't want to stay. He wanted Mama.
The new cat appeared rather suddenly. He squeaked and stumbled back, eyes wide and kitten blue mixed with developing aqua. He bumped right into his sister, Rush, and coward a bit, whimpering his fear and silently begging his mother to return. This strange tom was large and his strange smell was so strong it made his head hurt. It was nothing like Mama's soft, soothing smell and he wanted nothing to do with any of it.
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 21:13:02 GMT -5
Hail -- //Tom// -- //1 moon// -- //Kit//
A 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. | Hail is quiet, preferring to sit and listen than to speak. He likes listening to other cats with his tail curled around his paws and not even a whisker twitch of movement. Other cats may find him strange for how little he speaks, or how he seems to stare at cats for too long. Despite his seeming oddness, Hail is well-meaning, not wanting to stir the pot and cause any trouble. He's rather meek, mainly going on with whatever more headstrong cats, like his sister, want. However, he will hold his ground more firmly if there's a risk of getting into serious trouble| Hail was born to an abandoned kitty pet in a litter of three, being the youngest of the litter. His mother is Frost, and his siblings are Owl and Rush | {highprince} 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 Hope this is all good!
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 21:14:05 GMT -5
Nettlefang - w/ Owl+Siblings - underthesilverpeltNettlefang hesitated, trying to figure out what he should do first. He knew he wasn't the most comforting presence the clan had to offer- Amberwing often playfully teased his stiffness around kits and apprentices. But he couldn't just turn around and walk off like he hadn't seen anything. He pulled his head back, setting the robin he had caught down next to the shrub, before poking his eyes back in to get a closer look at the cowering kits. Their similar pelt coloration and markings made it clear they were siblings. It was hard to tell over the smell of his fresh-kill, but he could detect the fading scent of milk. He wondered where the mother was- had she abandoned them? Left recently, but died? There was a chance she could come back, but he didn't want to leave them here, and he wasn't sure sitting here and staring at them for the rest of the day was a great idea either- what if they belonged to a hostile rogue? He wasn't a great fighter, with his slim form. He couldn't maintain speed for long periods- just quick lunges to catch a bird trying to fly away or a squirrel darting up a tree. He would probably regret it, but it seemed like the best choice was to bring them home and come back to check later if the mother had come calling. It offered the least risk to the kits and himself. "Hey, it's alright..." He tried to maintain the light, warm tone that came so naturally to his sister, though it felt odd when matched with his own voice. "Are you three alone?"
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 21:16:43 GMT -5
( I can't really reply with Nightblaze until Fox states her case... sooo... yeah... /stuck/ )
Sunmask // in camp // with Lionfang [highprince ] The medicine cat relaxed, the joy at seeing Lionfang's eyes brighten was worth the awkward dance they'd taken to get to this moment. The two had been avoiding each other for at least the last moon, unable to speak through their grief. Though they hadn't touched on their deeper problems, Sunmask felt a small inkling of hope that maybe her family would be okay. That's what Beepaw and her father were, after all, no matter that Brighteyes had joined StarClan. Her gaze returned to the two young lovers, laughing in her own amusement. "I suppose not and more paws would definitely be welcome," she said, cutting a glance back at her den. "Our herb stores are... not well," she admitted in a quieter tone, worry wiggling into her voice.
Riverpaw // at Four Trees // with Rainstar [𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] Riverpaw quivered from head to toe, his paws shifting anxiously in the dirt. He wanted to leap right into practicing the moves, he never was very good at staying still for very long, but he was willing to try. Pulling a deep breath into his lungs, he let his dark blue eyes slide shut slowly. For a moment, all he heard was the pounding of his own heart in his chest. Then, as he took another grounding breath, the silver tabby began to hear the soft shuffle of what sounded like paws on the ground. Rainstar. He listened to the branches rustling in the faint breeze, the crackle of dry undergrowth that had yet to grow back fresh and green. Letting his mouth fall open, he drew the scents toward him, easily catching whiff of Rainstar who was clearly nearby and the odd scent of old decay fighting with the fresh new scent of budding plants. "I can hear that you've sat down and that there's a mouse scuttling around in the fallen leaves somewhere over there-" he pointed left with his tail, "and I can smell New Leaf settling in... and that mouse," Riverpaw recalled trying very hard to remain still.
Dappleface // in camp // with Lightdrop The sound of her daughter's voice stopped the tortie in her tracks and a soft yet loud purr started in her chest as she quickly set the moss between her paws and turned to gaze at Lightdrop. "Good morning, sweetheart," she meowed cheerfully, reaching over to nuzzle her nose against her kit's cheek. No matter how old she got, Dappleface never tired of showering her daughter with affection. When she noticed the younger molly's glance towards the fresh-kill pile, she immediately started analyzing her kitten closely. "You look too thin, have you been eating regularly?" she asked, her mother hen nature ever present. It was no secret that Dappleface treated most of her clan-mates, particularly those younger than her, as though they were her own kits. She was a motherly type even before she had Lightdrop.
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Post by little blu ♥ on May 17, 2020 21:20:05 GMT -5
( That's just too cruel. /cries/ I have a serious problem. Five cats currently, at least one of Briar's kits, and I still want more. What's wrong with me... am I sick? )
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 21:24:34 GMT -5
( That's just too cruel. /cries/ I have a serious problem. Five cats currently, at least one of Briar's kits, and I still want more. What's wrong with me... am I sick? ) (They call that Kitty Fever. It's terminal, I'm afraid.)
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 21:27:17 GMT -5
Owl - Tumbling Rocks, tucked in a bush - Mentions: Nettlefang @nettles
Owl blinked owlishly (har har har) at the large stranger, stumbling back to press against his brother. Despite being the firstborn, he was still tiny compared to his siblings. He could tuck against one of them and be nearly completely hidden. He almost wanted to do that, seeing that his siblings still smelled so much like their mother and it was fairly soothing.
Yet... through the shadow of the bush, he could see something poking out of the cat's mouth. Where those his... teeth? Owl blinked one more time before slowly creeping forward, looking up at the stranger with a curious tilt of his head before sitting back on his hind legs and pressing a paw against the stranger's mouth.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 21:33:30 GMT -5
Nettlefang - w/ Owlkit+Siblings - underthesilverpeltNettlefang blind in surprise as the kit pressed a paw to his face, poking the long fangs that he had gotten his name from. He moved carefully so he didn't tip the kit over, bringing his head lower to the ground so he was more reachable to the small cat. He found the behavior almost endearing, even though he wasn't the biggest fan of kits. "Yep, those are mine," He spoke lightly, "Amberwing says I look like I shoved a thorn bush into my mouth." He took the opportunity of being up so close to get a better look at the kit. He didn't seem to be starving to death, though he also seemed like he could be feeding a bit more. (The agony of waiting for the ok from rainy so i can start rping RushBaby)
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Post by highprince on May 17, 2020 21:42:15 GMT -5
Lionfang with Sunmask (little blu ♥)
Lionfang was glad for the lightened mood. He didn't want to keep dragging his tail around Sunmask, and he certainly didn't want it to seem like he blamed her. He had, right after Brighteyes' death, but he knew now that it had been beyond foolish. He dipped his head at Sunmask's concern. "Leaf-bare has passed, so there should be herbs growing back. I'm sure your stores will be back to full in no time." Lionfang hoped this was right. He had never felt the slightest pull towards the life of a medicine cat, and so he didn't know much about herbs, but he wanted to keep Sunmask's hopes up.
Lightdrop with Dappleface
Lightdrop pulled away from Dappleface, though she was unable to hold back a purr. She couldn't lie, she did enjoy receiving her mother's love, especially when she knew that some cats weren't so lucky. "I'm fine, I'm fine," she insisted, "you're just imagining things." The she-cat gestured to the fresh-kill pile, where a juicy looking squirrel lay, making her mouth water. "Though if you're that concerned, why don't you take a break and share some food with me?"
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 21:43:20 GMT -5
Owl - Tumbling Rocks, tucked in a bush - Mentions: Nettlefang (@nettles)
"Fangs..." Owl softly cooed, slipping down to continue poking and prodding. He hasn't seen many, if any stranger cats before. It's always been just him and his little family. There were scares sometimes, like hawks and foxes, but Mama's always kept them safe. Even when she leaves for a little bit, which Owl never liked. At least this strange cat here was keeping him occupied with his strangeness.
Speaking of Mama, the knowledge of fangs comes from her having told him he needed different teeth than what he had to eat meat like she did. It was a tad disappointing, but she'd smiled and jokingly said she wished they could eat proper meat, because their sharp kitten teeth didn't feel so nice while they were nursing. Owl wasn't sure what she meant by that, but he didn't bother questioning further because a butterfly had flown by.
"I's got fangs!" He chirped, lowering onto his stomach and nipping playfully at the cat's nose, in a similar fashion to his playful actions with his mother. She usually just batted him away and urged him to go play with his siblings, but there were times she smiled and gently poked him with her nose as a "bite" in return. He just had to keep doing it and hope that day was a "Bite Day".
(Oh the agony, my friend T~T)
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2020 21:50:12 GMT -5
Nettlefang - w/ Owl+Siblings - underthesilverpeltHuh. Maybe there was something to Amberwing's adoration of kits. He didn't spend much time around them, despite her pestering him to give them a chance, but this little tabby was charmingly adorable. He gave a blink of surprise at the small nip, wrinkling his nose a bit. It didn't particularly hurt, given the young age of the kit, but he hadn't been expecting it. "Awfully bold for a kit." His whiskers twitched with amusement, as he moved away and stood. "Why don't you come on out?" His long tail shifted behind him, curling up into a hook around a chunk of the shrub and lifting it so the kits could get out more easily. He glanced at his robin, making a mental note not to forget the fresh-kill.
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Post by underthesilverpelt on May 17, 2020 21:56:00 GMT -5
Owl - Tumbling Rocks, tucked in a bush - Mentions: Nettlefang (@nettles)
Owl smiled and half expected the bump that his mother sometimes gives in response, and was admittedly a bit disappointed when it didn't happen. He watched the cat move away and took a nervous step back when he opened the bush to coax the kitten out. The sternness of Mama's "Stay" echoed in his head again, but... this cat was so cool and fun looking...
"Mama say stay," he reported softly, but went and stepped out of the bush anyway. "Gotta go back when Mama comes." Happy with that plan, even if it was one he simply decided for himself, he looked to his siblings to see if they would follow.
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Post by highprince on May 18, 2020 12:16:41 GMT -5
Hail with Nettlefang, Rush, and Owl (@nettles & underthesilverpelt)
Hail wanted to wait for Mama. That's what she had told them to do, and if they didn't stay, she might not be able to find them again. He didn't understand how his brother was talking to this strange cat so freely. He was big and frightening and smelled weird. Worst of all, he wasn't Mama. Hail stared up at this weird cat with wide eyes, not moving a whisker. With Owl leaving the bush, Hail didn't know what to do. He wanted to stay and wait for Mama like he was supposed to, but what would happen if his brother and sister left him alone? Hesitantly, he stepped out of the bush after his brother. He made sure to keep his eyes on the strange cat, being sure to announce "Not Mama," as if anyone was unsure.
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Bisexual
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on May 18, 2020 12:22:41 GMT -5
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. Brokentalon blinked, not realizing his tone sounded so serious with the apprentice began apologizing. He gave a sigh, shaking his head. "It was a joke, Beepaw. I'm not so easily offended like that." He told her, suppressing the urge to roll his eyes. He says that, and yet Brokentalon knows he's yelled at cats for doing a lot less than talking with their mouthful of moss. Still, Beepaw wasn't doing anyone any harm and he was just trying to joke around for once. "I slept how I slept, woke up early." The old elder responded, waving his paw as if his answer didn't really matter. "How's training?" Brokentalon asked after a while, not one to make small talk but was still making an attempt.
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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 18, 2020 13:16:38 GMT -5
Foxtongue Foxtongue swallowed another harsh retort as Nightblaze turned to address the two mollies as if there were squabbling apprentices and shrugged looking away. She was far too tired to defend herself when all she wanted to do was hunt. As she begged for the moment to be over she heard Nettlefang faintly speak. Passively curios Foxtongue perked her ears slightly waiting for another warrior to talk back, but ended up hearing the sequels of a young kit. Could Briarleap have given birth? Thought the confused warrior. No, it cant be, she would be moons early. Foxtongues pelt burned with a need for answers. In a fit of curiosity fueled desperation she turned to the patrol. “You three keep going towards tumbling rocks” she blurted, trying not to think about how mad the other three cats must think she is. “I want to check out something back there.” She nodded a goodbye and ran off towards Nettlefang. If those squealing sounds end up being just dying prey I'll eat my tail.
"Nettlefang!" Foxtongue yelled (though keeping her voice low to not alert the patrol or any other cats nearby) upon seeing the small group of kits he was casually chatting to. It had barely taken the she-cat any time to find the warrior, for his scent was as strong as a flower, he clearly wasn't attempting to hide the litter. "What in Starclans name?" she spat out, glaring at the calico cat.
Daycreek Daycreek felt a wash of relief at his mates words, even though he could hardly believe her, he had felt Briarleap tossing and turning the entire night. “Good! Besides this of course.” He said gesturing towards his bleeding hind leg with his muzzle. “Looks like a thorn was stuck in my bedding” he laughed.
{Foxtongue wants some of that kit goodness and she isn't willing to share.}
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