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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 18:24:35 GMT -5
N’aww she pretty
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 5, 2020 18:35:55 GMT -5
( I am also going to have a kit of hers, though they might die off due to sickness or something... but I'm waiting for a mate to confirm what they look like! I love yours though, she's pretty! c:
Back in Lily's post, I have added Red and Timber's future kit. They're adorable, though I don't know whether they're male or female or what they're name is though I do have a hesitant contender... )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 18:37:33 GMT -5
OMG sunnykit is the cutest name ever DX that’s precious
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 5, 2020 18:46:09 GMT -5
( I'm glad you like it, it's actually growing on me, I think it will be their name. I just don't know their gender. I know that the promised, Stormstar's kit, will be a male. But that's about it. cx )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 18:48:58 GMT -5
For the plot to begin we do need to have a mate for Stormstar, if anyone’s interested at all by the way!
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 5, 2020 18:49:51 GMT -5
( I honestly would but I have two cats in the plot already. cx )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 18:50:26 GMT -5
That’s fine, was just making it known
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 18:54:49 GMT -5
As fun as that would be, I don’t think that would work for plot purposes
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 18:58:13 GMT -5
Oh I presumed you weren’t being serious don’t worry
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Jun 5, 2020 20:14:50 GMT -5
[ awe hickory is going to be so happy to be an uncle lmao. he's going to freak if y'all orphan these kits y'all. ]
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jun 5, 2020 21:41:01 GMT -5
(yo)
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 5, 2020 21:41:40 GMT -5
( Had to poof for a second but I'm back! c: I'll be a little slow but finally replies are being written! )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 21:42:39 GMT -5
hey Hawk! And no worries LB, take ya time
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Post by willowflower on Jun 5, 2020 22:25:10 GMT -5
Softwhisper || in medicine cat den with Stormstar, Whisperwing, and Jaypaw
What a day.
Softwhisper took the time to look up at the sky, its cold hue matching the chill of the morning air sinking into his pelt. He let his eyes close, listening to the breeze, to the shift of warriors in the den behind him, to the murmur of the leaves above. One day. One day. He opened his eyes.
The deputy rose to his feet and padded quietly to the medicine cat’s den. Softwhisper poked his head inside, eyes filled with concern. “Hello, Stormstar,” he mewed softly. “I thought I saw you coming in… are you alright?” His eyes glanced over his leader’s injuries, lingering on the pile of bloodied cobwebs in the corner. He observed Whisperwing firmly pressing in some herbs into Stormstar’s wounds. “What happened out there?”
🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ , ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ , 𝑓𝑜𝑥
Feathersong || in camp with Littlerose
Feathersong luxuriously stretched out in her nest, letting out a sound of satisfaction at the pleasant burn in each stretched muscle in her back. With a shake of her leg, she slipped out of her mossy nest and slid right out of the warriors den, shaking out her pelt to wake herself up a little more. “Hmm,” she murmured to herself, letting her gaze sweep across camp. What was in for her this morning? A border patrol, perhaps? She could snag her apprentice and go out on a pleasant hunt, give Ravenpaw a few pointers. The younger cat seemed to be picking up the skill rather quickly, and it gave Feathersong much pride to watch her apprentice grow.
Then she spotted Littlerose, who seemed to be waiting for something in the middle of camp. Well, this morning just got a little brighter. Feathersong sauntered over to her fellow warrior, tapping Littlerose on the left shoulder with her tail before playfully popping up on her right. “Hey there, Littlerose,” she purred. “What are you up to this morning?”
little blu ♥
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 5, 2020 22:34:42 GMT -5
Stormstar.
Stormstar looked up, alerted to an approached from the sound of padding paws against the stones of their cavern before the warrior appeared at the entrance of the den, regarding his leader with a distinguished look. Stormstar could hardly blame his deputy, he too would have probably looked down with disgust at the sight of himself. Bloodied, bruised, and slowly but surely being plastered with various poultices, until he was sure he was more herb than cat at this point. His grin was rueful as he nodded a greeting to the younger tom. “I took a patrol to the wanderer’s river, a badger was trying to set up a den,” he explained easily. The massive tom cat shifted, careful not to bother the working medicine cats, but moving enough that he could face the warrior properly. “I tried to ask nicely, sadly that didn’t appear to be this particular badgers mood, and thus my present appearance,” Stormstar explained, trying not to cringe too notable as the medicine cats around him continued with their careful work. “Organise a patrol to the wanderers river, just bellow the bridge is where I found it, and make sure he gets the message clan land isn’t for him,” whilst there was no doubt that what he said were orders, the toms voice was kind yet firm. Even whilst looking quite like a scolded kitten. “I doubt he’ll be in much of a place to fight back,” on the tongue of another tom it would have sounded like exaggeration or a brag, but on Stormstar’s tone, it was rather more matter of fact. “But take a few of you, and be thorough.” Whisperwing, Softwhisper and Jaypaw, ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ 𝑓𝑜𝑥 and willowflower
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 5, 2020 23:32:00 GMT -5
Lionpaw // in camp // with Hickorybreeze [𝑓𝑜𝑥] The disgusted face Hickorybreeze pulled made the torbie molly laugh at the absolutely ridiculous face. His dramatics pulled an unladylike snort from her as she rolled her big green eyes. The simple act of messing around with her mentor was so familiar and soothing, that Lionpaw sighed as she forced her lingering anxieties deep down inside. With a mischievous smile the apprentice peered up at the ruddy tom, her tail waving back and forth behind her. "Oh you're right, my bad. I should always respect my elders. Do you need me to help you cross the clearing, Oldbreeze?" she teased, forcing her face into one full of false sympathy. The jab wiped that look right off however and Lionpaw let out a loud, playful growl. She swatted at his paw, batting it away from her before jumping to stand on all four paws. Silently, her green eyes measured the distance between them and calculated the correct angle she'd need to pounce and land on his back. Before she could take her plans any further, however, Hickorybreeze mentioned those evil drills. Her muscles already groaned in protest but a part of her was eager too, especially if it took her mind off of it. 'Plus', Lionpaw thought, 'I can probably convince him to change his mind halfway through the drills...' With that in mind, she nodded, pretending to be quite put out about the whole thing. She even let her whiskers droop a little. "Well, when you think about it, I'm really saving someone else the torture of being your apprentice, so I guess I'll have to take one for the team and do the drills. You're stuck with me, Hickorybreeze. If only for the greater good," the molly flashed him a devious smile, laughter behind her eyes.
Timbershade // on a walk // with Redwillow [🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ ] With a gasp and a shake of his head, Timbershade pretended to be deeply hurt by this. "I did try, love," he insisted, thinking back to how he had tried to warn her off, several times actually. It's not that he didn't want her, it's just that he was worried that with his record he couldn't be the type of cat that had deserved her. With a deep, throaty purr he rubbed his head against hers gently. He was deeply, eternally grateful she didn't listen to him too. That she took a chance on him and stood here, swollen with his kits, made his throat thicken with both love and gratitude. A snort of startled laughter escaped the brown tabby tom as he cast a smirk down at Redwillow. "Oh? Only most days?" Timbershade asked casually, though there was a flirtatious lilt to his tone. He padded forward carefully, never treading too far away from his red furred mate, instead keeping rather close. His fur brushed against her with every little movement. They hadn't been properly on their own in over two moons and the tom missed it. "My kits and I thank you for your sacrifice, Little Red. Only a bit farther alright? I don't want Whisperwing to take my ears off," Timbershade purred, running his tail lightly down Redwillow's spine.
Owlstep // in camp // with Cherrypaw [ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ ] The tom perked up when there was sound at the entrance to his den, hoping that maybe it was his son popping in to visit him. Instead Cherrypaw rushed in, looking as if she'd rather be anywhere else. Owlstep couldn't resist shaking his head and rolling his eyes, remembering his own youth. His whiskers twitched in blatant amusement at the silver tabby's blunt statement, casting a brief glance at his leg. Secretly he could probably use help with some new moss or even getting some prey, since walking would most likely be very painful today, still he wasn't going to hold up the poor she-cat. "No, Cherrypaw, I'm fine. Thanks for asking. Go have fun," the elder replied, keeping his tone light and making sure it was devoid of any of the true pain he was feeling. Instead continued licking at his thick fur, smoothing down his shoulder fur and tugging a piece of moss free. A new nest would definitely be necessary soon but he could go out and collect his own moss... or he could try. Darn his shoulder and leg.
Littlerose // in camp // with Feathersong [willowflower ] Keeping her eyes open and waiting for her apprentice in the warm darkness of camp was not a great combination. Littlerose reminded herself to avoid Moon High patrol for the rest of Cherrypaw's training because being woken up after only two hours - if that - of sleep, wasn't doing it for her. The calico yawned so wide that her ears and whiskers shook, her claws curling into the dirt. The molly was so tired that she didn't even hear Feathersong approach and literally jumped out of her skin when the tail tapped her shoulder. Her gaze darted over to the left, only for the warrior to appear on her right. Her heart raced as she tried to regain some semblance of composure. "Oh, hey Feathersong. I'm forcing Cherrypaw to be a responsible apprentice," Littlerose mewed, sarcasm in her tone as she pointed with her tail in the direction of the elder's den - which her apprentice had sulked into. "Because she doesn't understand that cats on Moon High patrol need sleep, apparently," she grumbled under her breath, rolling her big amber eyes.
( Dear lord, finally. )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 6, 2020 8:53:59 GMT -5
Redwillow. Emboldened by her mates presence, Redwillow had already begun the ascent up the paths closer to the Jagged Cascades and the tunnels which would lead out into the territory beyond. Despite the steep path and the added weight, she moved with ease and skilled elegance, the paths familiar despite having been absent from them for the better part of two moons. For the first time in a long time she felt free again. ”On the days where you snore loud enough to wake StarClan, it’s a little harder,” she responded, speaking louder as the thunder of the cascades increased as they grew closer. “Your kits seem to have the same habit as well,” she grumbled, without meaning a word of it of course. “It seems StarClan has damned me to eternal sleep deprivation,” she huffed, ducking behind the tumbling water and into the caverns behind. Shaking the dampness from her coat, she already panted a little, was that always so difficult, she wondered quietly but said nothing. Grateful that her difficulty breathing was disguised by the sounds of running water. Unperturbed, she pressed on through the caves, the scent of fresh air on the other side was tantalising. Looking back at him, she smirked gently. Rubbing her cheek against his shoulder. “I thought you could take Whispereing.” She teased, laughing. “If your so scared I don’t mind going alone, wouldn’t want Timberkit to get scared.” Redwillow offered, sincerity and laughter mingling in her voice.
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Post by showbiz on Jun 6, 2020 9:06:49 GMT -5
[anyone got an open char?]
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Post by showbiz on Jun 6, 2020 9:21:41 GMT -5
Fidgetfog || in camp || open
They stretched once, back arching high into the air. Fidgetfog stepped out of the warrior's den, blinking to adjust to the sunlight. Licking their lips, they padded to the fresh-kill pile, sniffing at the dead animals. Everything looked so good! Except for the mouse at the bottom of the pile. Yuck. "Mm...eeny meeny miny moe..." they muttered to themselves. Their paw landed on squirrel, and after picking it up in their jaws, padded back toward the warriors den. Flopping down just outside the den, Fidgetfog bit into the squirrel. "Oh, thas gouf!" they exclaimed quietly.
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ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ
just another day at the office
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Post by ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ on Jun 6, 2020 9:52:51 GMT -5
Whisperwing with Stormstar, Jaypaw, Softwhisper 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ, 𝑓𝑜𝑥, willowflower
While he heard the approach of new paws and could make out the scent of the cat they belonged to over the smell of the herbs and blood, he didn't look up from his work of pressing the mushed herbs into Stormstar's wounds. "He mean's to say he was being an idiot and is now paying for it," Whisperwing managed to cut in with a rather sharp meow, finally looking up from what he was doing for just a moment to observe the deputy. And he did have to sight when Stormstar asked Softwhisper to organize a patrol to head out and deal with the badger. He knew that they had to get rid of it before it made a home too close to camp, but he didn't want anyone else getting hurt. And there were always injuries which came with dealing with a badger.
"I would appreciate it, as well, if you try not to end up in the same state as our valiant leader," though a group of cats would have more luck than just one, no doubt there would be injuries for him to mop up again when they returned to camp. Eventually, however, the cream and tabby tom moved away from Stormstar, moving over to the storage to wrap some more cobwebs around his paw before hobbling on back. "Now, if you don't mind, if you are not looking for medical assistance, leave. I need to concentrate on my work."
Cherrypaw with Littlerose, Owlstep, Feathersong little blu ♥, willowflower
The young silver apprentice tilted her head a little to the side as she observed where Owlstep sat grooming himself. While he had said that there was nothing he needed and she could leave, the she-cat found herself still standing there for a moment longer. "Are you sure?" She asked, whiskers twitching somewhat. Cherrypaw did have a feeling as though he was only saying it because she wanted him to, but she supposed she souldn't complain about it. This is what he had wanted all along. So, she decided to take it, brightening up somewhat as she stood up straighter, "Alright then! Bye Owlstep!" And she wasn't going to waste one more moment just in case the old tom changed his mind on her, turning and bolting from the elder's den before anyone could stop her.
Trotting back over to where she had left Littlerose, Cheerypaw was feeling a lot brighter about things. "He doesn't need anything!" She called out happily, but paused when she saw Feathersong, "Oh. Hey Feathersong." He hoped that the other warrior wasn't bout to pull her mentor away and Cherrypaw would have to end up waiting around in camp with nothing to do anything.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 6, 2020 10:13:46 GMT -5
Stormstar.
The silver tabby grumbled lowly at the medicine cats... less eloquent description of his mornings adventures. He rolled his eyes, “Yes, that too.” Stormstar admitted, if nothing else he could at least admire the medicine cat for his blunt honesty, even if it added some degree of injury to his ego as well as his already thoroughly bruised frame. “Though he missed out the fact that I didn’t do it intentionally.” He added insistently giving the medicine cat a mostly playful glare. Knowing it would do no good to have rumours spreading about that a Stormstar has thrown himself head first into battle for nothing other than giggles. It contested the peaceful reputation he generally tried to sculpt around himself. He’d rather it not be entirely quashes by Whisperwing for the sake of taking the leader down a peg or two. The lousy badger had done a good enough job of that without the medicine cat offering to help. ”Thankfully the badger won’t be able to put up too much of a fight back thanks to the efforts of your valiant leader,” however his tone and... well state, indicated it was largely a joke. “But I’d rather not risk it, especially given camps going to have new kits pretty soon.” He explained to the deputy. A beat after which the silver tom turned back to the medicine cat again, his eyes narrowed. “Especially given someone insisted on wasting good herbs for no reason.” Whisperwing, Jaypaw and Softwhisper, ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ , 𝑓𝑜𝑥 and willowflower .
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Post by willowflower on Jun 7, 2020 1:02:36 GMT -5
((whoever wants to go on the badger patrol, i wrote it so that u can volunteer ur cat :3))
Softwhisper || in medicine cat’s den with Stormstar, Whisperwing, and Jaypaw || in front of warrior’s den with Ashface, Falconfrost, and Fidgetfog
Softwhisper watched the back-and-forth between Stormstar and Whispering quietly, a gentle smile of amusement on his face. You couldn’t even take down a badger? he thought, looking at Stormstar’s chastised face as Whisperwing bluntly called him an idiot. You don’t even sound like you fought it within an inch of your life - look at you, joking around. “Look at you, our mighty leader fighting badgers all on your lonesome,” he teased lightly. What? Did you give up halfway and slink back to camp to lick your wounds? “You do need to be more careful out there, though.” And you call yourself a leader? Hm. Pathetic. “Thank Starclan you came back in one piece. What if you lost a life?” You couldn’t even die defending your clan.
He nodded to Stormstar. “I’ll organize a patrol right away. We will not fail.” Unlike you. Softwhisper then bowed his head to Whisperwing. “I’ll be out of fur, then. Please take good care of him.” The deputy stood, then silently padded out of the medicine cat’s den.
Softwhisper cast his eyes across camp, gauging who was already awake. He spotted Hickorybreeze with Lionpaw rather quickly, as well as Littlerose and Feathersong. He quickly cast out the mentors in his mind, as he did not want apprentices on this potentially dangerous mission and did not care to have bored apprentices sitting around camp. Figetfog then caught his eye, eating at the entrance of the warrior’s den. Disapproval settled in his stomach. I would not have warriors eat until they’ve caught their first prey of the day. He padded up to the warrior’s den, noting Ashface and Falconfrost talking by the entrance as well. Softwhisper waved the three warriors over. “Good morning, everyone,” he mewed. “There’s been a badger sighting in the territory. I’m rounding up some warriors to drive it out. If you’re not busy, please wait here and prepare to go on patrol.”
He then ducked into the warrior’s den, watching the warriors stirring within. “Morning patrol,” he called softly. “Cats who were not on high moon patrol, please meet outside for patrol assignments.” Once the warriors gathered, he would say, “In addition to hunting and border patrol today, I will be leading a patrol to drive out a badger found by the Wandering River. Since we'll most likely be entering a fight, I'd like to take volunteers for this patrol before assigning the hunting and border patrols."
🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ , 𝑓𝑜𝑥 , Hawkeyes258 , showbiz
Feathersong || in camp with Littlerose and Cherrypaw
“Oop, didn’t mean to scare you,” Feathersong mewed, still sounding amused. She followed Littlerose’s gesture at the elder’s den, nodding approvingly. “Responsibility is an excellent trait to train into our apprentices, hehe. Though I miiiight have to admit I may be slacking on that front. Let them have their fun, I say.” She tilted her head at Littlesong sympathetically. “Though being woken after a long night’s work must be a drag. Hey, if Cherrypaw’s dragging you out, would you like me and Ravenpaw to tag along? I can keep the pair busy while you sneak off and steal yourself a nap.” Her eyes glittered with mischief, a light joking tone laying her words.
As Cherrypaw padded up to them, Feathersong looked over at the apprentice with the same mischievous smile. “Hey yourself,” she chirped, noticing the apprentice’s pause. “I was just about to steal your mentor away, hope you don’t mind.” She then chortled pleasantly. “I’m just joking, joking. How did you sleep?”
little blu ♥ , ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ
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Post by showbiz on Jun 7, 2020 12:04:59 GMT -5
Fidgetfog || in camp with Softwhisper, Ashface, and Falconfrost
As Fidgetfog continued to eat the squirrel, they watched as Softwhisper walked out of the medicine cat's den. Oh yeah, didn't something had happen to Stormstar? They couldn't remember, as they'd been half-asleep when Stormstar staggered into camp. As Softwhisper approached Fidgetfog and the others who were also in front of the warrior's den (which seemed to be a popular place in the morning, Fidgetfog noted), they quickly finished the last of the squirrel. Fidgetfog stood up, shaking out their pelt of dirt and dust, before turning to Softwhisper. Tail flicking back and forth, Fidgetfog listened to Softwhisper dish out the details. "Ohh, so that's what happened to Stormstar, yeah?" they chirped once Softwhisper had finished.
"Well, I'd be more than happy to go," they yawned, shaking out their pelt once again. They glanced at Falconfrost and Ashface, wondering if they'd go as well. Definitely didn't want to be on a 2-cat patrol to drive out the badger. Sitting down beside the den's entrance, Fidgetfog groomed themselves while waiting for further instruction from the deputy.
[not sure if i should be tagging anyone?? so i just. wont]
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 7, 2020 18:04:43 GMT -5
( I exist but I'm not happy about it. Sorry, my mom needed help around her house yesterday and being the oldest of my siblings, I was volunteered. )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jun 7, 2020 18:15:34 GMT -5
No worries LB! Hope you're doing ok
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Post by little blu ♥ on Jun 7, 2020 18:44:58 GMT -5
Timbershade // on a walk // with Redwillow [🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ ] The warrior eased himself into a steady pace at Redwillow's side, padding up the steep incline without much trouble, giving it was a task he completed every day. He flattened his sensitive ears against the roar of the Jagged Cascades, knowing that keeping them semi closed would keep him from a bothersome headache later. Timbershade loved to watch the water though and feel the vibration of it's powerful current through the ground beneath his paws. It was as familiar to him as his mother's scent. Caught between the gut reactions of offence and laughter, the tom nudged his mate gently with his shoulder, careful not to push too hard as to unsettle her paws. He cast her a disbelieving, if somewhat indulgent grin as he shook his head in what could only be called pity. "You think I snore, Little Red? The reason StarClan is sleep depriving you is because even they can't stand the unnatural sounds you make when you fall asleep," he said, curling his tail around Redwillow's tightly, to show his words had no real bite to them. Timbershade could feel the red furred molly beginning to breath a little more heavily against his side, even though he couldn't hear her panting over the water. Concern touched his chest and he pressed himself even closer, as though to take some of the weight off of her and onto his own shoulders. "I can-" he began to respond, but cut himself off at her continued teasing, his eyes lit up indignantly. A playful growl escaped him, bouncing off the rocks surrounding them and echoing over even the cascades. "Timberkit? I'm not scared of anything, love... except losing you," what had begun as teasing fell to more serious matters and he touched his nose to hers gently. "You and our kits, Little Red. I just don't want to be responsible for putting any of you in danger," he admitted softer, licking her cheek and then her forehead. Timbershade was fun loving and enjoyed getting in trouble but he wanted to make sure Redwillow felt okay to continue a little further. Her health meant everything to him.
Littlerose // in camp // with Feathersong [willowflower ] & Cherrypaw [ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ ] "You slacking? I can't imagine that," Littlerose replied teasingly, glad to talk if only to have something to keep her from dozing off right on her paws. Laughter sparked in her amber eyes as she shook her head, a small smirk on her muzzle as she gazed thoughtfully at her den mate. Her ears perked up at Feathersong's offer, thinking it over briefly before heaving a sigh. "I would love to. I doubt Cherrypaw will let me slip away long enough to get a nap in, but her and Ravenpaw could use a good training session together either way," the dilute calico admitted wryly, shaking her head. As if just speaking the apprentice's name called her into existence, Cherrypaw rushed up to the two warriors. "Well, thank you for asking anyway. I know that took a lot out of you," Littlerose mewed sarcastically, rolling her eyes to her apprentice but it was truly affectionate. She held no true ill will toward the apprentice and she even admired the younger she-cat's tenacity. Cherrypaw reminded her a lot of herself when she was younger. "Change of plans, Cherrypaw. We're going out with Feathersong and Ravenpaw today," she told her apprentice, smiling depsite the urge to yawn again.
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just another day at the office
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Post by ᏼꮖꭱꭰꭱꮖ🇳ꮐ on Jun 7, 2020 18:47:58 GMT -5
(I'm going to wait until fox replies with Jaypaw before doing a reply with Whisper!)
Cherrypaw with Littlerose, Feathersong little blu ♥ willowflower
The young silver feline was simply excited about the idea of leaving camp at this point that she didn't even really mind who took her out. Maybe if Littlerose was still tired them Feathersong would be willing and she could tag along with Ravenpaw instead. "I slept fine thank you!" She responded with a rather happy sound purr, tail waving from side to side slightly as she looked between the two older she-cats. Then she turned her attention specifically towards Feathersong, "Are you going to get Ravenpaw and come out with us?" he wondered rather brightly, enjoying the idea of getting to learn from two cats and have some fun with Ravenpaw as well. It still sounded ten times more interesting than being stuck inside camp with nothing to do besides sit around waiting to be told to do something. No doubt she would have grown bored with that and decided to try and sneak out to find something interesting to do instead. And when Littlerose told her the change of plan to confirm the question herself, the apprentice grinned. "Great!" Though she paused, glancing around for a moment, "Where... is Ravenpaw?"
Nettlecloud with Softwhisper, Fidgetfog, Falconfrost, Ashface willowflower , 𝑓𝑜𝑥 , showbiz , Hawkeyes258
There was a loud yawn as the hulking great mass of brown and black fur moved in his nest. Slowly, a pair of green eyes blinked open from among all the fur, Nettlecloud lifting his head and uncurling himself from his nest as he heard the call from the den entrance. He had been having a rather peaceful sleep along with a nice dream, though the contents of which had left his head the moment he had blinked open his eyes. All he remembered was that it had been nice. But no matter, his deputy was calling him and Nettlecloud was not usually a cat to ignore such things.
Pushing himself slowly to his paws, the tom shook out his long fur, quite sure there was probably moss stuck somewhere he couldn't see as he padded slowly outside, glancing around at the other warriors who were already there. "Morning," he simply meowed, sitting himself down again as curling his fluffy tail over his front paws as he listened to Softwhisper. An ear twitched at the news of a badger on the territory, only taking a short moment to think about it. "A badger is no match for me," he was almost the same size as one with his fur, "I will volunteer to chase it off."
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