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Post by sweefox on Jun 6, 2020 22:08:56 GMT -5
SYNOPSIS. Two cats who encountered each other once at a gathering as apprentices meet up again moons later as a warrior and medicine cat. But one didn't start of as a medicine cat. And for that he holds a grudge against the cat who caused his half-blindness. Yet the other cat starts to show the angered one to let it go and how to be happy again.
Theme: Forbidden love.
HAZELMOON played by: 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
she-cat . twenty moons . warrior personality traits: distracted . headstrong . perky . impulsive . caring . optimistic . clan: Irisclan ( mix of Windclan / Thunderclan )
ROWANFIRE played by: sweefox
tom . twenty one moons . warrior turned medicine cat reason: blind in right eye. personality traits: spitfire . intelligent . blunt . sarcastic . serious . loyal . non-believer . clan: Galeclan ( mix of Shadowclan / Riverclan )
━ Galeclan ━
LEADER Hickorystar - - large golden brown tom with amber eyes. LIVES: 5
DEPUTY Slatewing - - long-haired grey tom with green eyes.
MEDICINE CAT Rowanfire - - red somali tom with olive green eyes (right eye is blind).
WARRIORS Featherbark - - silver tabby tom with blue eyes. Plumpounce - - cream colored tom with amber eyes. Roselight - - silver bengal with amber eyes. Antlerfoot - - dark brown tabby with light brown eyes. Poppyheart - - dilute calico molly with green eyes. Antcloud - - small black tom with blue eyes. Mothdream - - tortoiseshell molly with brown eyes. Whiskermouth - - gray marbled tom with hazel eyes. Ryestorm - - ginger marbled molly with amber eyes. Aspenmist - - gray and white tom with dark blue eyes. Robinbark - - ginger and white tom with blue eyes. Skyleaf - - pale ginger tabby with light olive green eyes. Thornmoon - - light brown tabby molly with gray eyes. Gingermist - - dark ginger and white tabby tom with hazel eyes.
APPRENTICES Cottonpaw - - grey tabby tom with white patches, has green eyes. Cherrypaw - - calico molly with pale green eyes. Jadepaw - - black and white tom with yellow eyes. Owlpaw - - brown and white tabby tom with green eyes.
QUEENS Lilactrout - - calico molly with hazel eyes. (Mother of Dovekit - small white molly with blue eyes , Hawkkit - brown marbled tom with green eyes , and Fishkit - golden brown tom with amber eyes) Doeheart - - brown tabby molly with gray eyes. (mother of Willowkit - ginger and white tom with blue-green eyes.)
ELDERS Ospreyfoot - - deaf gray tom with hazel eyes. Coalwing - - black tom with cloudy blue eyes.
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MENTORS && APPRENTICES Mothdream mentors Jadepaw. Plumpounce mentors Cottonpaw. Robinbark mentors Cherrypaw. Rowanfire mentors Owlpaw.
RELATIONSHIPS Skyleaf and Weaselbriar are the parents of Mothdream and Rowanfire. Slatewing and Roselight are the parents of Cottonpaw. Lilactrout and Hickorystar are the parents of Dovekit, Hawkkit, and Fishkit. Thornmoon and Aspenmist are the parents of Jadepaw. Doeheart and Robinbark are the parents of Willowkit. Mothdream and Rowanfire are siblings. Ryestorm and Aspenmist are the parents of Cherrypaw.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 6, 2020 22:15:01 GMT -5
[ thank you :] I'll eventually get the synopsis up once I think of one lol ]
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Post by sweefox on Jun 6, 2020 22:28:43 GMT -5
[ Hmm maybe at the clan borderline ??? Rowan could be out hunting herbs and Hazel could be on a hunting or border patrol ??? ]
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Post by sweefox on Jun 6, 2020 22:32:45 GMT -5
[ that sounds good as well ! :] ]
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Post by sweefox on Jun 6, 2020 22:34:25 GMT -5
[ could you start ? I'm actually heading to bed at the moment :3 ]
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Bisexual
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
just a sleepy guy
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 6, 2020 23:43:05 GMT -5
Hazelmoon -- //in Irisclan territory w/ Goosetail and Thornplum//
Hazelmoon was grateful for the excuse to go out and hunt, her paws had been itching to explore the territory ever since she'd woken up. She was on patrol with fellow warriors, Goosetail and Thornplum, and between the three of them she was the youngest. The torbie molly felt relaxed as the wind ruffled through her fur, no longer protected by the trees as they entered the moorland. The warriors chatted amongst themselves, deciding to head towards Rabbit Glade where a lot of rabbits liked to burrow and make their nests. They all figured there would be some out and about, an easy catch to quickly wrap up the patrol. It took everything in Hazelmoon not to roll her eyes, but she couldn't blame Goosetail for wanting to get back to camp so soon. His mate, Stormpelt, was due for kitting pretty soon. The idea of new kits in the clan excited Hazelmoon, wondering if if she'd be chosen to mentor one of the kits when the time came.
With her head lost in the clouds, Hazelmoon felt like they got to the Rabbit Glade in a blink. After a short discussion she agreed with the two toms that all three of them should split up in order to bring in the most prey, and come back when the sun was at its highest peak. The she-cat smiles and waves her tail goodbye to her clanmates before running off. Hazelmoon lifts her head to the sky and parts her jaw, taking in the scents around her and slowly padding forward, hoping to catch the smell of a rabbit. It took a couple of tries but soon she gets a hit, an excited shiver running through her body as she quickly follows the trail, slowing down as the scent gets stronger. Soon, she comes up on the little ball of fluff, it's brown and black fur blending into the ground it's perched on, almost disappearing into the foreground.
A smirk graces Hazelmoon's maw as she immediately crouches down, pawsteps quiet and careful as she stalks forward. Just as she's about to pounce, the call of a crow startles both creatures, the rabbits head snapping up to the noise then to Hazelmoon, the two making eye contacts. "Mouse-dung." She curses under her breath, watching her prey take off and she follows a beat later. Her paws leap over dips in the land and the occasional stone, not losing sight of the rabbit as it gives chase. A sort of thrilling rush races through her chest, knowing how exhilarated she'll feel when she finally catches it. With her copper eyes locked on her prey, Hazelmoon is practically tunnel visioned as she runs, but she can tell that she's catching up. With one daring leap, the torbie stretches her body and smashes her paws against the body of the rabbit, dazing it before she leans down and effectively gives it the killing blow.
"Yes! Oh, you thought you could get away didn't you? I guess you were no match for me, huh?" Hazelmoon grins proudly, talking to no one in particular. She picks up her rabbit and goes to turn around to head back towards Rabbit Glade when she realizes she doesn't recognize her surroundings. Instead of grassy plains, the she-cat finds herself in more of a marshland, the atmosphere having a bit of a swamp-y feeling. She can feel her heart pounding against her chest as she realizes she's no longer in Irisclan territory but rather Galeclan's territory. Immediately Hazelmoon looks around, making sure that there are no Galeclan cats nearby, but a fresh scent of a cat makes her go frozen, unable to move her paws and she prays to Starclan she isn't caught.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 7, 2020 11:13:17 GMT -5
* / ROWANFIRE ; interacting with Hazelmoon [ 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] location : galeclan border / irisclan border.
Rowanfire had been awake for a while now. He always woke up early when he knew he had to restock on herbs. It was always the last thing he ever wanted to do. Being a medicine cat was the last thing he ever wanted to be. Yet here he was. Out of the safety of Galeclan camp and down in the marsh-y terrain looking for more moss. He lets out a scoff as he flicks his slightly damp and muddy paw from the marshland beneath him. He didn't mind where he lived but sometimes he wish the land wasn't so swampy.
The somali let out an aggravated sigh. There was absolutely no way in heavens he was going to get all this dirt out of his fur. He knew these clumps of mud were not going to come out with a few quick grooms. The thought of taking a swim in the river came across his mind, but he soon dismissed it. Taking a casual dip in the little river was not an option for the distressed tom. He needed to find more moss before moonrise.
Rowanfire heard faint pawsteps, that or another frog coming to annoy him with its croaking. He couldn't really tell; there was mud in his ears. the tom shook his head to get it out and listened closer. Definitely pawsteps. Running pawsteps to be more precise. But they suddenly stopped. The reddish somali made his way towards where he last heard the noise. His ears flick back to his skull as he hisses in annoyance at the sight before him.
A Irisclan cat.
NOTES: Ugh this reply is awful. Sorry.
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𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
just a sleepy guy
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 7, 2020 12:37:29 GMT -5
Hazelmoon -- //Gorseclan border w/ Rowanfire// -- //sweefox //The hiss makes Hazelmoon's fur bristle and she whips her head in its direction. In front of her she sees the somali tom, her copper eyes squint as he seems vaguely familiar to her. She's sure she's seen him at gatherings, but she wasn't entirely sure. Very slowly, Hazelmoon drops her rabbit and tries to appear nonthreatening. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had crossed the border. I was just chasing after this rabbit." The torbie explained, giving a sheepish smile. This tom smelled like herbs, he must be the medicine cat, that or he'd spent a lot of time recently in the medicine cat den. Then, suddenly it clicks and she remembers who was in front of her.
"Rowanfire?" She questioned, her expression brightening a bit. Hazelmoon smiles, trying to remember the last time she'd seen the tom at a gathering, or at least the last time she actively sought him out. Then again it had been quite some time since she, herself, was allowed to go to a gathering. The young warrior usually ended up getting stuck with some other task. She's surprised at herself that she even remembered his warrior name. "Sorry, I could barely recognize you. Your scent is different." Hazelmoon's fur suddenly heats up as she realizes how her comment came out. Her tail lashes to the side and she looks a little embarrassed. "It's just, I mean, you smell like herbs is all." She adds quickly.
(No! You're good c: i also thought it might be cute that they'd know each other from gatherings as apprentices. Like maybe she always sort of had a crush on him but thought she grew out of it.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 7, 2020 14:56:51 GMT -5
* / ROWANFIRE ;
interacting with Hazelmoon [ 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] location : galeclan border / irisclan border.
The sun climbed higher and higher with each passing moment that the tom spent now staring at the molly in front of him as she blabbered on, but it seemed to move slower than was natural. Perhaps it was his own stress causing such hallucinations, or simply the fact that he'd spent the entire day from the moment he woke up out searching the marshlands for essential herbal flowers and leaves. A scowl was still prominent on his face only to slightly falter upon now realizing who was in front of him. Hazelpaw. No, Hazelmoon. The chatterbox from a gathering he had attended once as an apprentice with Plumpounce. She hasn't changed. Great.
But then at the gathering he had been on his way to becoming a warrior of Galeclan. Now he's the young medicine cat of his clan for about a moon now since Minnowswarm's passing last leaf-bare. And okay, the somali didn't mind being a medicine cat at times but it hadn't been the path he chose. He chose to be a warrior but fate had other options. Thanks to his clanmate Poppyheart he had lost sight in his right eye. It was an accident when they were apprentices but it took Rowanfire's life he had previously known away. And he did hold a grudge against the small calico for it. He was angry. He had every right to be. And seeing the young tortoiseshell in front of him being what he could have been sparked the anger back up in him.
Rowanfire gave the tortoiseshell a small smile at her words yet didn't reach his olive green eyes and somehow found himself letting out a chuckle at her. ❝That's what happens when you become a medicine cat...❞ he states with a slight bitterness to his voice. His olive green eyes then scan the tortie's figure. His eye seems to light up a bit towards the molly. Only slightly.NOTES: I love that idea! apprentice-hood crush. Sorry again about these replies. I've never written as a half-blind cat before. Actually even a cat with Rowan's personality. So i kind of ended up trying to make him seem nice towards the end which ended up terribly.
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Bisexual
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
just a sleepy guy
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 7, 2020 19:54:35 GMT -5
Hazelmoon -- //Gorseclan border w/ Rowanfire// -- //sweefox //Hazelmoon feels her whole pelt grow hot when he claims to be Gorseclan's medicine cat. It took the she-cat longer than she'd like to admit to realize that he must've switched over to medicine cat training at some point between now and the last time she saw him. She briefly wondered why before her gaze falls on his eye, gaze widening as she couldn't believe she hadn't noticed the scar running over his face, his once pale green eye now a milky white. Had Gorseclan forced Rowanfire to become a medicine cat because he'd been half blinded? No, he must've chosen to switch. She naively thought, though the bitterness in his voice made her think otherwise.
Her tail lashes to the side, thankful that the tom had not scolded her for going over the border, and was maybe more grateful than she should've been over the fact that he was a medicine cat and not a warrior. Though, she did have to remind herself that he did have warrior training, he could easily swipe her away than any other Gorseclan warrior. She blinks softly, noticing the way his expression brightened as he looked over her. Her pelt heats up again, this time feeling more bashful than embarrassed. The tortoiseshell molly found herself looking him over as well, hoping he wouldn't catch her doing so.
Hazelmoon couldn't deny the butterflies in her stomach as she let herself take in Rowanfire's grown appearance, reminding her of the time when she admired the fiery red tom when they were both apprentices. Back then she chalked it up to her being young once and at one point having a crush on any time she laid eyes on, but being face to face with the Gorseclan cat she was nervous to think things were different now. "Oh, well...that's got to be fun, right?" She asks, cursing at herself in her head for asking such a dumb question. "How is that going by the way? I'm sorry to hear about Minnowswarm's passing, I had been wondering who her successor would be." No matter how much she tried to ignore the fuzzy feeling in her chest and stomach, a part of Hazelmoon hoped he wouldn't chase her off just yet and that they could sit and talk with each other for just a few moments longer.
(I've only played a half-blind cat once, I really only did it through my interpretation of what that might be like for a cat, but I'm sure you could do some research if you'd like! And don't apologize for how you play your character, they're yours and you can make them act however you like c: I'm sure you'll get more used to him the more you play him)
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Post by sweefox on Jun 7, 2020 21:55:05 GMT -5
* / ROWANFIRE ;
interacting with Hazelmoon [ 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] location : galeclan border / irisclan border.A warrior. Ever since his mother, Briarmist, had said that he could become one, he felt ready even at the age of 3 moons. You will make a great warrior filled with knowledge, courage, strength, confidence, and love. Those words had made his heart swell, seasons before; and now, they made his throat close painfully, and his stomach tighten with feelings of desire and anger. Angry that that chance was stolen from him at the ripe moon of thirteen, angry that he'll never know what its like to win a fight for his clan, angry that he can never find love because the oath of a medicine cat doesn't allow it. And his heart filled with so much desire to wish he could go back in the past and undo his misfortune. But he can't.
The tom finds himself ducking his head down at the burning gaze of the she-cat staring at his scar that occurred when Poppyheart had slashed him across the face during battle training one moon that left him blind. He knew she still felt guilty about it. He only pretended to forgive her. Yet his olive green gaze found to be locked with amber once more. He seemed sheepish almost. Hazelmoon had grown to be a pretty molly but he never was going to tell her that. His cheeks felt warm to him but that couldn't possibly be because of Hazelmoon's presence. No, couldn't be. He shakes his head getting rid of the thought.
He now stares directly at the molly with a slight tilt of his head . ❝Oh it's so great.❞ he states with a sneer. He'd stood, musing quietly to himself, as he walked past her pawing at a rock to scrap off some moss that had been growing on it. He turns now back to face her as his bushy tail sweeps the moss beside him with the other moss he had collected along with some other herbs he knew he was growing low on. Rowanfire found his whiskers twitching in amusement as he watched her look about sheepishly as she spoke.
❝Minnowswarm... wasn't really all there by the time she had to teach me. If you know what I mean, Hazelmoon.❞
NOTES: I was kind of confused by your reply. Did you mean that Rowan doesn't have his right eye?? Because he has both eyes, one is just cloudy. Also Minnow kind of got cat dementia. whoops.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 7, 2020 22:19:10 GMT -5
[ LOL no its fine ^ ^ He does have a scar across his eye like scar from lion king but that's about it ;] nah it's fine really. ]
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Bisexual
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
just a sleepy guy
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 8, 2020 2:53:13 GMT -5
Hazelmoon -- //Gorseclan border w/ Rowanfire// -- //sweefox//
Hazelmoon swears she could feel electricity coursing through her as Rowanfire brushed past her, believing he hadn't meant to have gotten so close and that perhaps his depth perception was a little off. She's silent for a moment too long, not yet processing his words as she's too focused on how it felt to have his pelt on hers if only for a second. Suddenly, she becomes aware of her lack of a response and she clears her throat, ducking her head in hopes he can't see the embarrassment on her features.
"Ah, Yes." Hazelmoon says, her response quick and she finds herself fumbling with what to say next. She finds her eyes going back to his face, not to stare at his scar but instead because she likes the way he looks and has decided to indulge herself a little bit, despite every fiber of her being screaming at her to end the conversation and leave. "I missed you." She suddenly blurts, realizing the weight of her words. "Seeing you. I missed seeing you at the gatherings." Nice one, the tortoiseshell thinks bitterly to herself. "It was always so fun getting to meet the cats of your clan, but I always looked forward to catching up with you again. My sister, Fernstrike, always teased me. She would always say 'If you like Gorseclan so much why don't you go and join them'." Hazelmoon said with a chuckle, having changed her voice to one mocking her sister as she recalls her words. "Then we'd get into an argument about it and eventually our mother would have to break us up." She laughs still then beams at Rowanfire, wondering if he shared the same sentiment towards her.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 8, 2020 10:33:58 GMT -5
* / ROWANFIRE ;
interacting with Hazelmoon [ 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] location : galeclan border / irisclan border. I missed you. That one little sentence made the somali's ears prick up and his eyes slightly widen and an almost smile forms on his face. Yet his facial features went back to being his normal neutral stance at her next words. Did she misspoke? So she didn't really miss him miss him just missed seeing him, talking to him... His eyes seem to flit back and forth across her face as she spoke.
He had been gone a long time from the gatherings. If he had to guess, it was about 2 moons. Maybe three. He had felt he shouldn't be going to the gatherings just yet since he was still new to being Galeclan's medicine cat fully. Over the moons he had gotten bigger and older. His muscles rippled under his pelt, his build was bigger, he had grown into his scruff nicely.
He cocked a brow at her, shaking his head as she voice mocked her sister eventually chuckling at her antics in amusement. He glances back to where he came from for a quick second before looking back at Hazelmoon an almost fond look in his eyes - well.. at least his seeing eye. ❝I should probably be getting back to camp as well as you should be.❞ he states as he bends down picking up the pile of herbs and moss to carry back to camp. Only to pause and glance behind him as he passes her once more.
❝It was nice seeing you again, Hazelmoon.❞ and with those parting words he makes his trek back to Galeclan. Being careful not to drop any of the herbal medicine into the sinking mud.
NOTES: I just now realized I haven't really been making him sarcastic and temperamental. I'm sure though once we get further along I'll spice up his personality. Or maybe he's just naturally sweet to Hazel. who knows ;P.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 8, 2020 21:48:02 GMT -5
[ I'm leaning more towards that the boy is just naturally sweet to her. ^_^ Yet mixing it up like you said showing affection to her by being sarcastic seems fun too C: && alright :] ]
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Bisexual
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
just a sleepy guy
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 9, 2020 22:30:47 GMT -5
Hazelmoon -- //Gorseclan border w/ Rowanfire// -- //sweefox//Hazelmoon continues to chuckle at herself, feeling her chest tighten and become warm when she hears him joining in. Her expression stays bright, copper gaze holding his. However, the molly's smile falters when she sees him bending down to pick up his herbs, watching as he turned to start leaving. She found herself feeling disappointed their conversation would have to end so soon, Hazelmoon felt like there was so much more to catch up on. However, she has to remind herself that they're from different clans and should've even be friendly with each other in the first place. Hazelmoon is just lucky he hasn't chased her off, or used his claws on her, or even demand she leave the rabbit.
A sad smile replaces her grin and she gives a nod. "Yeah, you too. I look forward to seeing you at the next gathering." Hazelmoon told him before he left, watching as the flaming red tom padded out of view before she picks her rabbit back up and scurries away. She's lucky that there weren't any other Galeclan cats out and she safely makes it across the border. Hazelmoon sighs as she realizes she's been gone too long and won't have time to catch another rabbit to make up for it. She braces herself now for the heckling she'll have to endure from her clanmates when they see she's only managed to catch one rabbit.
Before going deeper into her territory, Hazelmoon steals on last look behind her, a part of her hoping that there would be a chance that Rowanfire still might be there even though she knows he's long gone. The fuzzy feeling in her chest doesn't go away, even after she's back with Goosetail and Thornplum, even after they give her a hard time for not catching as much, and even after she's back in camp. The tortoiseshell is worried if this feeling will never go away, afraid of what might turn out if she tries going after it.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 10, 2020 11:20:15 GMT -5
* / ROWANFIRE ; interacting with Hazelmoon [ 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 ] location : galeclan camp / medicine den.
As the red somali re-enters the camp and makes his way back to the medicine den he's greeted by Mothdream. I can't get a minute of peace... he thinks to himself as he rolls his eyes upon seeing the tortoiseshell tabby. ❝Where have you been?❞ The mollystates with a hint of annoyance to her voice. Rowanfire looks at her with herbs stillin his mouth but doesn't say anything only brushes past her to get inside. As heplaces the herbs down to sort them into the proper place, the reddish tomcan feel the burning gaze of Mothdream drilling holes into the back ofhis head. ❝I was out hunting for badgers.❞ he states sarcastically towards his older sister who in turn glares hotly at him. The tom rolls his eyes with a huff at the glare. ❝What do you want?❞ he asksas he starts to place the herbs and moss in the correct storage areas. The tortoiseshell walks further into the hollowed out tree trunk. ❝You know we're suppose to tell Hickorystar when we leave camp be-❞ Mothdream gets cut off by annoyed somali. ❝Because of the attack threats from Slateclan. blah blah blah. I know, Mothdream.❞ The older siblingrolls her eyes at her younger brother's behavior. ❝Look... just at least let mom know next time...she worries about you.❞ she softly states before getting up and leaving.
Rowanfire momentarily stops what he's doing at his sister's parting words. 'Mom worries about you...' When does she not. He sighs. Yet even though his life isn't what he thought it was going to be, he did have a good morning. He got to see Hazelmoon again. Just thinking about the pretty tortoiseshell made his fur feel like it was on fire. She made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside and he couldn't really tell if he liked it or not. It was new emotions he hadn't felt before. When they were younger he found her to be extremely annoying and chatty. And she was still chatty but now she was less annoying to him. And maybe at the next gathering he can try and pinpoint exactly what she means to him. But until then he decided to focus his time tending to his clanmates.
NOTES: Slateclan is a mix of SkyClan and WIndclan. Also should Hazel and Rowan get found out by friends first once they offically start seeing each other in secret???
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𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢
just a sleepy guy
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jun 11, 2020 21:32:30 GMT -5
(sorry i've been doing late work all day, but i'm taking a short break now! Also what did you want to do with them now?) Hazelmoon -- //Irisiclan camp// -- //sweefox //As soon as the patrol came back to camp, Hazelmoon dropped her one rabbit in the fresh-kill pile then looked up to see her sister, Fernstrike, padding towards her. The tabby's orange markings fanned out over her pelt like that of fern leaves, and it didn't help that her eyes were green like the plant. She found herself comparing her sisters green gaze to Rowanfire's. The poor molly was so distracted that she didn't seem to process her Fernstrike's greeting until she'd repeated her name a couple of times. Coming back to her senses, Hazelmoon smiles sheepishly and dips her head to her sister. "I'm sorry, Fernstrike, what did you say?" She asked, knowing it was totally in her character to not pay attention sometimes and knew the orange molly wouldn't question her or what she was thinking about.
"I said that Stormpelt is having her kits!" Fernstrike said excitedly. Hazelmoon also felt excitement of her own, her eyes going straight to the nursery where Goosetail had already rushed off to. It sounded like she'd gone into labor right before the patrol showed up, she's grateful that they came back in time for Goosetail to be there for his mate and also the fact that he wouldn't miss the birth of his kits. "We should see if they'll let us visit once things have settled." Hazelmoon suggested, looking to Fernstrike and sharing a wide grin. "Let's share some food in the meantime."
She let Fernstrike pick out out a plump squirrel that was a little further down in the pile, a little disappointed in the fact that their prey wasn't very fresh, but she was grateful for food nonetheless. As they each took turns sharing bites, Hazelmoon flicked her tail anxiously, looking to Fernstrike and letting out an involuntary purr. "Guess who I saw today." She teased, waiting for her sister to either guess or question her. "Rowanfire!" Hazelmoon blurted out, not giving Fernstrike the chance to even respond, and she somehow managed to somewhat keep her voice down. She watched as the orange tabby's eyes widened in question. "From Galeclan? Was he the apprentice you would always talk about back in the day?" Hazelmoon felt her pelt heat up at the call out from her sister. She clears her throat and tries to hide her embarrassment by taking another quick bite.
"Yes, I saw him near the border, he was picking herbs." The torbie told her, stretching the truth a little bit. "He's a medicine cat now, I almost didn't recognize him at first." She looks up from the squirrel to see Fernstrike giving her a look. "What?" She questioned, her tone a little harsh. "Nothing, Hazelmoon. I just don't know why you seem to be so excited about it. You know things have been tense at the borders, maybe you should stay away from them."
Hazelmoon would be lying if she felt a little discouraged by her sisters words, knowing she should've expected this. Part of her feels like she shouldn't have brought it up, but she knew Fernstrike could keep a secret, even if there wasn't really a secret to keep. "It was just nice to see an old friend is all." She responded, her tone softer. Fernstrike bites her tongue to keep from saying anything to dishearten her sister anymore. Instead she presses her side against the tortoiseshell tabby, leaning down to take her bite before looking towards the nursery to see an ecstatic Goosetail leaving the nursery. "Come on, let's finish up this squirrel and go see the new kits." She finally said. Hazelmoon nods and takes her final bite of the squirrel, sighing softly and remembering how nice it felt to have Rowanfire's green gaze watching her as they talked.
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Post by sweefox on Jun 11, 2020 21:42:33 GMT -5
[ It's fine ^ ^
Hazelmoon is so cute with her crush on Rowanfire lol :3
Well I was thinking that they end up running into each other even more at the borders and maybe sometimes Rowan is in Irisclan to find certain herbs and their talks get longer and longer eventually Rowan coming to terms with his feelings towards Hazel. Maybe Hazel can even get an apprentice?? I'll have to think of more ideas but that's all I have so far. ]
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Post by sweefox on Jun 11, 2020 22:34:10 GMT -5
[ LOL. A time skip would be good, yes. :3 that sounds good. And maybe this time they talk more even. ]
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