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Post by dαιѕy on Sept 13, 2020 14:15:02 GMT -5
c r o w f r o s t in Camp with Softheather Cats littered the clearing, stress radiating off the clumped groups like a heat wave, smacking Crowfrost in the face as she slipped into camp, a scrawny rabbit between her maw. Peering around, she glanced from Teaselstar, Rabbitfoot, and Sparrowtuft had gathered, conversing in hushed voices. Now that was enough to pique the black and white Mollys interest. On careful paws, the warrior dropped her catch sloppily on the fresh-kill pile before slinking closer to the trio of cats, her blue gaze burning into Teaselstar's back as she tried to hear what they were discussing. As she got closer, the she-cat hadn't realized Softheather had appeared from the nursery, sauntering directly in front of Crowfrost and momentarily frightening her. She stumbled backward on unsteady paws, her blue eyes shifting from surprise to frustration, matching the emotion on her face. Crowfrost seemed rather displeased with the queen, or rather disgusted would be correct. Abandoning your warrior duties to give birth to a bunch of mewling kits who will do nothing but disappoint the clan? Crowfrost couldn't think of anything worse than being a mother, though perhaps it was because hers was so awful. Flicking an ear uncomfortably, the she-cat realized she didn't want to be caught eavesdropping on her leader, so she simply settled down on her haunches and nodded lightly to the queen, settling down from her brief scare. "Softheather," she mewed in her silky voice, "I hadn't heard you coming out. Due any day now I see." Her voice held no malice, she preferred to keep her opinions on clan life.. private.
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Post by Leapkit on Sept 14, 2020 15:34:16 GMT -5
Teaselstar - with Sand & @wonderfulalexander - WindClan Camp Teaselstar jumped slightly as his deputy and medicine cat jumped him out of nowhere. As if telepathically knowing he was thinking of them. Guess Rabbitfoot's connection with StarClan is better than I thought. However Sparrowtuft ganging up on him was likely nothing new. The deputy seemed to know him almost better than he knew himself. This was both a quality he was uneased by and comforted by. A well-informed deputy surely could help better, but it sometimes made his hackles stand on end. "We have to talk about Cloudstars, err... proposition to us at the gathering. I know I neglected to mention our situation, but I'm not blind to the clan's suffering." he started, "I'm concerned that if this goes on much longer we may start losing cats from dehydration." he glanced briefly at Rabbitfoot for input. The cat may be skittish, but he trusted the cat more than most in the clan, especially after his care in treating him for his strange moonstone sickness.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2020 17:15:05 GMT -5
Rabbitfoot- Leapkit Sand Rabbitfoot nodded understandingly as Teaselstar spoke, his pale whiskers twitching at the thought of having to make a choice. Rabbitfoot wasn't a great decision-maker, and even if he did manage he was very easily bribed. "There's also much we have to consider given the dryness of the season," Rabbitfoot spoke in his deep- but admittedly quiet- voice, slowly trying to reel in a confidence as a novice fisherman attempts to reel in a trout. "After all, there can also be... fires. Whether they're caused by all the dry grasses, or lightning, or... or something else." (He would leave it at that this time, he decided. He had no doubt in his mind that StarClan had started that fire many moons ago that had killed- that killed- Rabbitfoot didn't want to think of the dead tom's name at the moment, but there was no time for bringing up the wrath of the divine to a leader that was still wet behind his ears and shook in the knees like a newborn foal.) "Personally, sir, I would go with Cloudstar's offer, but do it slowly. You can't trust anyone round these woods, much as one would like to. And don't do anything that can't be undone- you should be ready to back out at a hair's notice. After all, RiverClan might turn on us. We all know about Sunningrocks's history and I don't think we ought to be involved..." "At least, that's what I believe, sir. Forgive me and forget my words, if I am proven wrong."
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 14, 2020 22:12:33 GMT -5
(Points to self// Anyone wanna slow RP or ... something?)
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 15, 2020 16:21:47 GMT -5
accompanied by: mottledspring [Sand ] Runningbrook was busy grooming herself when her ears detected her name being called into the wind. She stopped lapping at her smooth fur and looked around with a tongue still stretched out of her mouth. Her blue eyes honed in on the source. "Ah, Mottledspring!" she thought to herself. Before she padded over, the she-cat stretched her limbs ever so slowly. Runningbrook too her time, wanting to be ready for whatever was being thrown at her. If she heard her name, it was time to work. "Hello! What do you need?" she called when she was a few paces away from the tortoiseshell. coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Leapkit on Sept 16, 2020 15:51:29 GMT -5
Teaselstar - With @wonderfulalexander & Sand - WindClan Camp Teaselstar brushed his tail quickly across Rabbitfoot's back trying to comfort the timid tom. Two frady-cats in a position of power and doing their best, he felt empathy for that. The wheels started to turn in his head, a glimmer of leadership shown through, "I'm afraid she'll use her generosity to call in a favor later. I don't wish for WindClan to be in debt to anyone but itself in the forest. I suggest we to organize teams of tunnelers and runners to start digging for water under the ground, and when they find it the runners can bring it back to camp as quickly as possible," He gestured to Sparrowtuft, "Would you be willing to organize them? We could also start digging a pond under the overhang of camp to put any extra water in so it doesn't dry out in the sun and the queens will have easier access to water without having to leave the nest." He knew one of the queens was due soon and it would be most important for the kits to survive and her milk to not go dry, "If the tunnelers can't find water, then we can reconsider Cloudstar's offer."
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Sept 17, 2020 19:43:42 GMT -5
(anyone want to rp?? i need to form some relationships w my bros)
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Sept 18, 2020 15:51:21 GMT -5
(anyone want to rp?? i need to form some relationships w my bros) (Me!)
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Sept 19, 2020 17:56:00 GMT -5
(anyone want to rp?? i need to form some relationships w my bros) (Me!) sure! I’ll get up a starter once I can,, any preference which brother I use??))
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 19, 2020 23:54:33 GMT -5
~∂єѕтιиу Psst. I am here? ))
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Post by ~∂єѕтιиу on Sept 20, 2020 10:51:12 GMT -5
psst,, which bro you want??))
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Post by Sand on Sept 20, 2020 20:20:44 GMT -5
sparrowtuftaccompanied by Teaselstar & Rabbitfoot | WindClan campNoticing the empathic moment between Teaselstar and Rabbitfoot, Sparrowtuft decided not to interrupt. It was between the leader and medicine cat anyways, and there was no need for him to take part in it. When Rabbitfoot had stated his opinion, he was inclined to agree. Cloudstar had offered help to all the clans twice now and who knew what clans were considering it? Surely not ThunderClan or ShadowClan, who both seemed to be faring well despite the drought.
Listening to Teaselstar, the deputy's head turned when the Oriental tom gestured to him. "Of course, Teaselstar," he responded, dipping his head. "We can only hope the tunnelers find some water while digging. What if we allow them to dig in two places? That way if one of the sites fails, we have another to hold out hope for."
He came to a pause, wondering what cats he could gather for the tunneler and moor runner patrol. It would be helpful to have some experienced felines so they could help or oversee the project with him. Names were already coming to mind and Sparrowtuft got to his paws, prepared to proceed. "Rabbitfoot, is there anything you need for the medicine cat's den?" the white and brown tabby asked.
image source - unknown | Leapkit & @wonderfulalexander
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Sept 22, 2020 7:09:51 GMT -5
sure! I’ll get up a starter once I can,, any preference which brother I use??)) (Does not matter.)
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Sept 24, 2020 19:16:08 GMT -5
psst,, which bro you want??)) (Toss either of them. >:-) )
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 29, 2020 10:53:12 GMT -5
(( Hello! I also have quickwhisker open if anybody's up for that :3 )) (I have Doespring.)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2020 11:59:59 GMT -5
Rabbitfoot- Sand Leapkit (Sorry this took a while! School has been very busy and my writing has all been focused on the school newspaper recently, so I haven't gotten a chance to write rp responses) Rabbitfoot dipped his head when the WindClan deputy acknowledged him, trying to hide his self-doubt as he nervously shifted his weight from one foot to another. Oh, God, what if Rabbitfoot was wrong? What if the other two agreed with him, and his plan went wrong? Would they exile him? Maybe they would. Did StarClan want them to? He came back to his senses when he realized the two tabby toms in front of him were expecting a response. Sparrowtuft had asked about herbs, right? Rabbitfoot's anxiety wasn't letting him fully listen to what needed to be said. "I- I mean, we- need marigold, feverfew, and coltsfoot. Oh, and watermint. They all grow in damp ground, and given the drought it's harder to find them. Especially in WindClan territory... we're rather dry even in the best of times. ...And maybe something to treat burns with. Just to be safe. I've learned that you'll never know what you need until StarClan makes its decisions..."
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Oct 1, 2020 8:27:00 GMT -5
(Silverswift is with the elders at this point.)
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renaissance
♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Oct 1, 2020 21:06:43 GMT -5
Quickwhisker | open Teaselstar, Rabbitfoot, and Sparrowtuft - the clan's three most important cats - were all huddled together having a hushed conversation. It put Quickwhisker on edge as he watched them from the opposite end of camp, tail tip twitching wildly with anxiety. He wasn't trying to be nosy but he just couldn't help wondering what they were discussing. No doubt it was related to their dire situation and the recent gathering. He hadn't attended but had heard all about it when his clanmates returned. His stomach growled, reminding that it's been a few days since he had a decent meal. The fresh-kill pile had mostly been filled with scrawny hares recently and he was happy to let the queens and elders have the best pieces. The moor runner looked upwards, eyes squinting against the sun. StarClan, why are you letting us suffer...
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Oct 2, 2020 18:41:49 GMT -5
Doespring had just gotten back from hunting. She had turned up empty-pawed and panting from the heat. The calico had to relax and cool down before going back out once more. Her pale green eyes scanned the clearing, trying to take note of who was lucky to have duties later on. Collapsing in front of the sleeping quarters, the she-cat rolled onto her back and let her white belly take the heat for once. She closed her eyes and counted each time her stomach lurched in hunger. After a few moments of rest, she rolled back over and got to her paws with a huff. She was glad to see Quickwhisker up and ready, or so she thought. Padding to the tom, she mewed a weak greeting. "Been out there yet?" she asked him, not minding that she could be interrupting his time alone. coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Leapkit on Oct 14, 2020 5:18:07 GMT -5
(Sorry guys, been a little tied up on how to respond and also just low-energy and sleeping too much. I feel good enough that I think i'll open up rp for Dizzyfeather, Coyotefall, and Snailpaw now, if anyone wants to rp with them? None of them have done much yet so let me know if you want a starter with any of them :3) Teaselstar - With @wonderfulalexander & Sand in camp Teaselstar nodded his head to both the medicine cat and deputy's input. "Those both sound like good plans. Let's make it happen then." He was starting to feel a bit more solid, even proud of himself and them now that the clan had both a plan and several backup ideas. Things may be bleak, but their fate was ultimately still in their own paws. A thought that comforted him now rather than scared him as before. He turned to Rabbitfoot solely, "Since many of our other warriors will be tied up digging holes, mind if I help you fetch some herbs? You said something about coltsfoot and..." he trailed off, trying to remember the rest of the list of items. He idly wondered how a cat could even memorize the huge lists upon lists of plants and their uses and what they looked like. To him, a plant was just a plant. The only first aid he really knew of was to lick a deep battle wound clean and apply pressure before wrapping it in cobwebs, and that poppy seeds relieved some pain.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Oct 15, 2020 3:43:17 GMT -5
(I'll take a starter, Leap. I have an apprentice as well, if you want.)
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Oct 15, 2020 20:49:31 GMT -5
(Hey guys. Sorry for not posting, I’m busy with schoolwork.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 26, 2020 21:54:01 GMT -5
(Anyone around?)
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Oct 31, 2020 4:57:01 GMT -5
(I am. I'm also late.)
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Post by Leapkit on Nov 4, 2020 9:39:49 GMT -5
(I'll take a starter, Leap. I have an apprentice as well, if you want.) (I totally forgot you asked this until just now and have just been waiting around for a reply. Im kinda dumb.)
Snailpaw layed near the edge of camp lazily grooming themself. They eyed the leader, deputy, and medicine cat standing around and having a meeting and idly wondered what it could be about. Maybe they were going to make all the apprentices go on a quest for StarClan. Snailpaw would be the leader of the group and pioneer treacherous wastelands to find a magic crystal with the power to heal or kill cats on a whim. The magic crystal attuned only to Snailpaw and everyone would bow before their great and terrible power. They alone carried the burden to command all five clans and--
A rustle from nearby shook the young cat out of their daydreams of grandeur. "What was that?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Nov 16, 2020 23:48:28 GMT -5
Leapkit"Oh, sorry," Robinpaw said, sounding only slightly sorry. She sat down near Snailpaw and yawned expressively. And by expressively, that meant it was clearly designed to show she was bored and that she wanted Snailpaw to notice. "You were staring out into the distance," she stated simply. "Were you thinking about adventures again?" From the lilt to her voice, it almost sounded like she wanted Snailpaw to think about adventures, but maybe ones that she could come along on too. Her tail tip flicked. "Or were you thinking about them instead?" Her head tipped in the direction of the older cats. Maybe with slightly less interest in them then she had been when she first yawned. (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm here!)
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Post by Leapkit on Nov 16, 2020 23:56:12 GMT -5
"A little bit of both, I guess." they admitted, hoping that Robinpaw wouldn't press further and ask what kind of daydreams. "I don't think I've seen all three of them in the same spot before, they look uneasy. I think Sparrowtuft is the only one with his head on right. You can smell the anxiety from here." Snailpaw snorted in a tone that was half-amused and half-arrogance. What good was a leader that couldn't face the clans properly at fourtrees or a medicine cat that jumped at his own shadow? Their thoughts wandered off slightly before snapping back too. "Anyway, what are you doing prowling around here?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Nov 17, 2020 1:07:33 GMT -5
"So what do you think they're talking about then?" Robinpaw asked, tucking her paws under her chest as she relaxed. Well, about as relaxed as she tended to get. Her eyes were still looking all over the place with the sort of darting expression of an apprentice with an annoying mentor who, more than likely, might try and make her clean the elders of ticks at any second. "Oh, mostly just avoiding you-know-who. I may or may not have moved a thorn into his nest after how he treated me last patrol." She seemed amused, albeit from the look in her eye she was well aware her mentor wasn't going to stand by for that. "Might try and make spooky noises by the elder's den soon. I'm still thinking about what I'm prowling for. You doing anything?"
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