Just as she had lifted her head to try and smell the area, Lilacdawn came across Hazeltuft's scent and knew the she-cat must be nearby. She smiles and wonders if she'd been able to catch anything as she pads in the tabby's direction. The golden molly hears her name being called, now knowing that her friend was actually looking for her and not some bird. Hoping to play a little joke on the other, Lilacdawn slowed down and kept low to the ground, turning so that her scent wouldn't be carried by the wind.
Weaving and bobbing around several of the roots that grew together, Lilacdawn managed to get as close to Hazeltuft as she thought she could, now hiding behind a thick root that grew out near the base of a tree. She grins and crouches down, shifting her back legs before launching herself in the air right towards Hazeltuft, hoping to land square on the warrior.
The speckled tom finally got his rump out of his cozy nest he was finally ready to start his morning. As he stretched his legs he looked around the camp it was buzzing with life even though it was scorching hot. He gave a frown and hoped the heat wouldn't bother his training session with Nightpaw. The speckled tom decided to get himself something to eat before waking his apprentice up. He didn't want to be hungry and be distracted while trying to train. "That would be embarrassing," the tom said not really speaking to anyone. Once at the fresh kill pile he laid eyes on a small bird. He wasn't all too hungry plus he wanted to save the big prey for those who really need it.
As he was eating his bird he thought about what to do. He thought about taking Nightpaw hunting showing him his favorite tricks on catching prey. He also thought about taking her around the territory make an adventure with it, although when there's adventure there is also a danger. He figured they would be safe as long as they didn't venture too far from their territory.
Open // Skyclan Camp//
The cream molly was out in the camp. She noticed a few of her clanmates conversing with one another and enjoying each other's company. However this she-cat was in the shade by herself. The scorching sun made her unbearbly uncomfortable and it certaintly didn't help with all her fur. She gave a sigh she wanted to be out there talking and enjoying herself maybe even go on a border patrol. Alas it was to hot for her to move it was best for her to stay in the cool shade. She flicked her tail around obvoisly annoyed.
"It must be nice to have short fur," she muttered with a pout. She laid her head on her paws thinking about going out there and having a conversation with one of her clanmates. She wasn't going to feel sorry for herself and let the hot air ruin her day. She took a step out of her comfy shade and instantly regretted it she quickly rushed back. "Ugh curse you sun and your fiery hot rays," she hissed.
canarypaw accompanied by Squirrelstar | SkyClan territory
Canarypaw's move was predictable, yes, but skilled? No, definitely not. He watched Squirrelstar intently as she was able to recover from his impact which he had not succeeded at. Hearing his mentor's tease, he let out a snort before rolling his eyes at her. "I'm not going to pummel you from here to ThunderClan, Squirrelstar," he teased back. "What kind of apprentice would I be if I did that?"
The moment she gripped him lightly around the neck, the spotted tabby held back a grunt. He hadn't expected her to come at him so quickly and it left him in awe. As they landed on the forest floor and their pelts became covered in dust, Canarypaw tried pushing himself up so Squirrelstar couldn't pin him down fully. He pushed against her with his hind legs aiming for her belly. He hoped he could find a way to get out of this predicament and pin his mentor down. At least that would allow him some leeway and an advantage in their spar.
His paws connected to her stomach, sending her flying off of him. Just as quickly as he knocked her back, she had gotten back up. A small laugh escaped her, staring back at him. "Good move there, Canarypaw, but I'm always a paw ahead." She raced back at him but instead of leaping at him she swung out for his legs, twisting her body as she went under him so she could his kick at him as he fell. She let herself roll so she landed peacefully back on her paws. If her fur hadn't of been cushioning her during that, she surely would have hurt herself more. She took this as her chance to retreat back to the safety of the trees, climbing her way up. She, once more, checked to make sure the branch she had brought herself on could carry her weight and then some. She wouldn't want this battle training to end up in the medicine cat's den.
"What are you going to do now? Your enemy has the high ground once more, you can't just reuse your first move, Canarypaw. They will see it coming." She called out to him, digging her claws into the branches like she had before. She wouldn't be removed from her spot so easily. What would I do in his paws? She pondered this while watching him, she wouldn't lose this fight.
canarypaw accompanied by Squirrelstar | SkyClan territory
Impressed with his own move, Canarypaw was tempted to celebrate it but decided not to once he saw that Squirrelstar was back on her paws. He quickly rose to his paws and began padding in her direction but was caught off guard by a move he had yet to see before. Her kick caused him to fall onto his side as he let out a grumble, noticing that, yet again, his mentor had moved on. This is hard, he thought, irritated that he had yet to hold a decent advantage over her. It would take some time to be an excellent fighter like Squirrelstar was, that was for sure.
He wanted to cry out that it wasn't fair that she was being so hard on him, though the spotted tabby knew he didn't need a distraction like his inner monologue. He hurried over to the trunk of the tree she had climbed up and came to a long pause. What am I going to do? I can't climb up the tree, it's too obvious, he thought, beginning to pace.
"Climbing up the tree can't be my next move. It would be mousebrained of me to do that," he called back, frustration filling his meow. Do something! She could jump down and land right on you before you notice it, Canarypaw reminded himself, gritting his teeth. He felt stuck, he felt cornered-- any move that came to his mind didn't seem right. Had Squirrelstar already won this spar without him realizing it? It sure felt like it.
"I think... I need to wait for your next move," he mumbled tepidly, his confidence oozing away by the minute. He carefully rose his voice. "Or I can attack you from the other side of the tree where you might not see me."
Canarypaw felt desperate, to be frank. He was running through the options in his head and it was beginning to make him wonder if he was worthy of being Squirrelstar's apprentice. Clearly he wasn't since he couldn't figure out how to attack her. In a real battle, he'd be crowfood by now.
She purred at his ideas, sneaking up on her would be good if they were fighting any cat besides a Shadowclan in the dark but here in broad daylight? He was easily noticeable. His other suggestion though was a good one, waiting for her to come down so they would be on even ground. She didn't reply though, she didn't want him to think about what move to do next, it wouldn't be possible in battle. She leaped down, once more sending them tumbling across the dirt floor. We are going to need a good bathing after this. She thought nonchalantly, kicking him off of her as he landed on top and stepping backwards. Her breathing was a bit ragged, fighting in the heat was doing her a number on her but she wouldn't fully show him how hard it was.
Showing weakness in battle was like digging your own grave, it gave the enemy an advantage over you. She learned that the hard way in her first real battle as an apprentice. She could still feel the pain of claws raking through her pelt.
hazeltuft accompanied by Lilacdawn | robin wing's crest
Hazeltuft was oblivious to Lilacdawn's joke as her head swiveled around the territory, searching for the other she-cat. Maybe she hadn't heard her just yet? What if she padded further away and she couldn't hear her at all? Suddenly, she saw a flash of golden fur before her eyes and let out a yelp in surprise.
It wasn't long before the warrior had landed squarely on top of her and the brown tabby let out a gasp. She didn't expect Lilacdawn to plan such an, admittedly, great prank on her. "Great StarClan! I didn't even hear you coming," she meowed, gently placing her hind legs on the golden feline's stomach, hoping to bowl her over as fast as possible. "You're too good, you know that, right?"
Berryjump would have been happier with any other distraction besides Whitefox. The tom was a well-known flirt a trait that she found incredibly annoying, especially in the morning. "Whitefox," she replied, "I'm surprised to see you up this early."
When he went on to explain that she was meant to go hunting with him and Poppystorm, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. While the deputy was only a few moons older than her she had an aura of power around her. For all Berryjump knew she could be testing her to make sure she was fully ready to return to warrior duties.
Shaking out her pelt, she tried to assume a casual demeanor. "Are you sure she wanted to go hunting with two cats fresh from the nursery?" She asked with a smirk. "I just got back from kit-sitting all day, and she's already given me another one to take care of."
The golden molly laughs and allows herself to be knocked off of Hazeltuft when she feels the tabby's legs putting pressure on her stomach. "I guess you could say I caught something, Hazeltuft. I caught you!" She said after a series of chuckles. Rolling over, Lilacdawn shifts to standing and shakes the dust from her short pelt, leaning her head down to swipe her tongue over her chest a few times. "I heard you calling for me and the temptation to pull a great prank on you was too much. One could say I'm the best at it" The warrior admitted, winking at her friend.
After a moment, Lilacdawn stops groooming herself and looks back to Hazeltuft with softer smile. "I caught a thrush earlier, what about you?" The molly took a moment to glance around the forest, trying to see if she could hear anymore birds chirping or prey scuttling about. It was such a hot day that she's not sure they'll be able to find much more, not too mention that they could've accidentally scared off any potential prey nearby just now.
“Why are you whining?” asked Duskheart as he padded over to Doveflower, who was alone in the shade. “Is it the sun?”he asked as he sat down in the shade with her. “It is bothering me too, I cannot seem to get even a wink of sleep in the night because at almost all times it feels like sunhigh...
Post by Quaillikeet on Jul 26, 2020 15:19:11 GMT -5
(( Tealraven I'm all good with Hawkpaw coming along if they do join in!
Sunnywing with (OPEN) || Location: Forest (Close to Deer run)
Sunnywing had traveled a ways from camp. She was closer to Deer run more than anywhere else, though had still kept to the trees. The she-cat was nestled up against a tree trunk, simply enjoying the sounds of the forest. As much as the sandy warrior enjoyed being in camp, occasionally she needed to get some fresh air. Swaying with what little wind the forest let through, Sunnywing closed her eyes, letting herself daydream for at least a little while.
hailfur with whitefox, berryjump and poppystorm. cloudgust is mentioned. _________________________________
Nothing is safe. Not anymore.
Hailfur is perched on a branch looming high above the SkyClan camp, observing; dissecting it cat by cat. He is a scientist. A surgeon. Digging in the viscera of his people. Each cat is an organ he wants to save; to protect from the cells metastasizing nearby. ThunderClan. RiverClan. Paws encroaching on their territory. Pushing his clan further back into themselves. Inhibiting their ability to hunt, to patrol, to function properly. Branchstar protected them. Branchstar shielded the clan from those which would take advantage of SkyClan. Hailfur had never known Houndstar. He was happy for this. Branchstar had told Hailfur stories when he was an apprentice: stories of a weak, passive man whose devotion to peace ruined his own people. He was weak. SkyClan had been made weak. Branchstar had to shoulder the weight of his failures; a weight that ultimately claimed her life. A sudden falling branch. A message from StarClan, perhaps.
Hailfur had loved Branchstar with the rosy admiration of an apprentice for his former mentor. She was everything to him. SkyClan was everything to him.
So, the white tom hangs over camp like a low harvest moon. Drawing shapes of his clanmates in his mind. Who is most likely to sympathize with the other clans? Who would he have to guard; to keep away from their over-reaching claws.
Squirrelstar was an adept leader. She was determined, as Branchstar was, to reclaim the pride of SkyClan. To once again capture their place among the trees. Their place closest to the stars. She was not a concern to Hailfur. Neither was Whiterfox, Hailfur’s brother, who sat bantering with Berryjump and Poppystorm. Of course, applying bantering to Whitefox may be over-extending the word. Hailfur was too high up to catch the specifics of the conversation, but the casual grin which split Berryjump’s face revealed a hint of scorn. A single sprinkle of pepper mixed with her demeanor. He supposed he should go save them, lest Whitefox misinterpret her jabs as lovetaps and shoot goo goo eyes at her until one of them exploded. This was not ShadowClan. There was no place for explosions, blood, or other various bodily fluids in camp.
The tom climbed down from the tree, hopping from branch to branch until he could scratch his way down the trunk and leap over the bramble wall into camp. Hailfur approached the group with a soft tail wave.
“Hello Berryjump, Poppystorm”, he murred in welcome. “Would it bother you two too much if I stole Whitefox away for a hunting mission? Cloudgust and I were planning on going out and were looking for a couple other cats.”
The tom paused. His not mentioning Whitefox's agency was intended, of course; he was teasing. That was his relationship with Whitefox, mostly. Teasing. Jabs. Haha. Funny. Hailfur did not have his brothers sense of humor, or his tact (or lack thereof) with she-cats. “Of course, if you were already planning to venture out we could always merge patrols.”
The cream molly jumped at the sudden voice behind her. "Yeah it's the horrid sun," she mewed aggravated. Her tail twitched with aggravation she hated how hot it was. "I didn't mean to bother you with my whining it's just my long fur doesn't help with the heat," she said with sadness. She then looked at the clan with a huff and then at her companion. "Do you want to stay here for a bit or do you want to be productive?" she asked. She didn't want to be a lazy even though the dreaded sun was making her overheated.
The cream molly hoped that Starclan would make it rain and get rid of this horrid heat. "Ugh can't wait for the rain," she said her ears flattening. She felt bad for complaining about the heat but it was just unbearable for her. She decided to finally stop she knew it was hot for everyone. "How have you been?" she wanted to change the subject to try and get her mind off the heat.
canarypaw accompanied by Squirrelstar | SkyClan territory
Deciding to wait for the leader's next move, Canarypaw prepared himself for her landing. The moment she sent them tumbling across the dirt floor, he could feel the dust powder filling his maw. Gross! he thought, spitting at the dirt floor as soon as Squirrelstar kicked him off. He quickly leapt to his paws, panting slightly as the heat grew heavier, wishing that he was a RiverClan cat for a moment. Surely a swim would cool down any cat in this weather.
The dark cream tom had his next move planned, thankfully. He faced the shaggy-furred she-cat head on before sprinting towards her at full speed. He then leapt, aiming for his mentor's back. The apprentice hoped to stick a landing for once or else he felt that he wouldn't have much of a chance at winning this spar.
hazeltuft accompanied by Lilacdawn | robin wing's crest
Hazeltuft purred in amusement as Lilacdawn chuckled and claimed she had caught her which was true; she had caught her! She slowly got to her paws, shaking out the dust from her feathery pelt before drawing a paw over both ears. "You're not wrong, you did catch me," she meowed, chuckling again before smirking at the golden she-cat. "Out of all the warriors in SkyClan, I think you're the best prankster that I've ever hunted with! Next time, I'll have to keep eye out for you."
She came to pause while her friend spoke, wondering if there was any other prey about. Between the two she-cats, they had caught two decent meals, but was it enough for the clan? She wasn't so sure. "Lucky you! I caught a blackbird," she responded, her gaze following Lilacdawn's. Thrush were fun to hunt as they mostly stayed on the forest floor. It was a bit different from the usual hunting in trees.
"You think we could catch more, even with all the noise we made?" she laughed, genuinely curious. "Hopefully all the prey hasn't been scared off. I think this area seems more plentiful than others, unless you think we should head elsewhere?"
Rowancloud slid into camp with a blissful smile on her muzzle and her tail waving behind her. It was a lovely morning for a walk; beneath the shade of the great oaks that dappled SkyClan's territory, it was cool and quiet. The forest floor was far more sheltered from the unbearable heat that RiverClan, ShadowClan, and WindClan had to withstand.
That wasn't to say that SkyClan wasn't facing its own troubles with the heat wave. The grass was dry and crackled underpaw, and the evergreen boughs were starting to brown. The trees were growing weak from the lack of rain, which was enough to strike anxiety into the heart of any SkyClan cat. They were nothing without trees to climb and hunt in; it was part of their identity.
Lost in thought, Rowancloud didn't see the freshkill pile until it was directly in front of her, and she nearly stepped on a squirrel. She lifted a paw and frowned down at the heap of prey. It took her a few heartbeats to realize she'd forgotten the original intent of her walk: hunting. She must've been too distracted by her worries and had wandered back to camp by accident. Oops?Ah well. There will be other opportunities to hunt.
She lifted her head as Hailfur padded past, calling a greeting to a group of their Clanmates who were preparing to go out on patrol. She drifted after him and came to a stop a little too close to the white tom, oblivious, as ever, to the personal space of others. "I'd be happy to tag along, if you don't mind. I've been meaning to take my apprentice out and exercise her," she mewed conversationally.
Letting out a thoughtful hum, Duskfrost padded over to one of the many trees in their territory, staring up at it with wide blue eyes. “Probably? I mean, they’re all trees,” she said with a small shrug of her shoulders as she perched herself up, resting her front paws on the bark of a large tree.
She stared up at it for a moment or so and then shook it, just to make sure nothing was about to fall out, like a fox or something.
Could foxes climb trees?
That was another question she’d have to ask Squirrelstar and the elders later.
Okay back to the matter at hand. “Do you know how a squirrel climbs a tree? Maybe we should wait until we see a squirrel...” Duskfrost mused as she sat back down with an “oomph” as she looked up at the tree again as if a squirrel would randomly appear in front of her and start climbing. Duskfrost had never climbed a tree like a squirrel before, she figured it was best to watch the master do it first.
His technique was pretty good, he landed square on her back. She wasn't the type to just let him win from one decent move though. She had quite a bit of weight on the tom and she planned to make good use of this fact. She reared onto her back legs and fell onto the ground, hoping to crush him underneath her. As soon as his grip on her back was loose, she rolled over and off of him. Taking advantage of the moment he might be daze she jumped on top of him and pinned him to the ground purring loudly.
"You did well, Canarypaw. Though I hope you've learned something today, you still have a bit to go before you're a warrior." She went over the fight in her mind, making note in her mind where he went wrong and what moves he should have used instead. "In the beginning, when I was on the tree branch, you should have waited like you did last time. When the enemy has the upper paw you must always make the fight on even ground. If you can reach them from the ground in a single leap, which is common with cats not in our clan, then you might want to leap at their side and send them sideways off the branch." She slid her paws off of him and flicked her tail. "Are you done with training today or do you want to do some more?" Usually, the mentor decided when they were done but Squirrelstar wasn't a normal mentor. She wanted to hurry his training along as quickly as she could.
It was quite a stressful green leaf for SkyClan. Typically the trees offered them shade from the brutal heat beating down from the sun, while the streams that ran through the territory offered their paws relief from the burning ground, yet the heat had sucked all moisture from the ground and the foliage, leaving the trees more barren than usual and a bit unsteady and the streams dried up. Sighing at the hot wind, a small, silver tabby she-cat slipped out of the brambles that held the warriors den, her eyes bright and glossy with sleep. Allowing a yawn to escape her maw, the short molly trotted toward the fresh-kill pile, mouth watering at the scent of.. nothing? Belly grumbling, Littledove's blue eyes widened in shock at the meager site of food, claws sinking into the ground. I should leave it for the queens and elders, she thought instantly, tail swishing softly. Having missed the morning hunting patrol, that meant she also missed out on first pick of breakfast, leaving only voles and a sparrow. "I guess I'll go hunting," she mused under her breath, ears twitching. Littledove was quite the hunter due to her small frame and swiftness. She seemed almost like a WindClan cat with how quickly she ran and how clever she was.. almost. Although, her fragile frame and lack of strength didn't do so well to protect the clan in battle, but at least she knew she would keep them well-fed in times of need. Swishing her plumy tail, the tabby she-cat peered around camp, searching for any other souls who had nothing to do at the moment.
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