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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 28, 2020 16:20:57 GMT -5
- - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] Okay well, Cloudstar wasn’t entirely off there, Frecklebee was biased when it came to the leader. They had known each other almost as long as Frecklebee could remember and Cloudstar had been by her side through...well, through everything. Frecklebee glanced down towards her legs. Even when it hadn’t been easy, Cloudstar had stayed with her, and Frecklebee considered herself extremely blessed to have found herself such a kind and gentle mate. Maybe not everyone agreed with her pacifist nature, but not everyone had to. “Hmm, well maybe I am a little biased, but I still think it’s the truth,” she commented lightly. As they continued to walk, Frecklebee looked up at the bright blue sky. It was hot. Really hot. “...Do you think StarClan is upset with us? I can’t remember a time it was this hot in the clans,” Frecklebee mused lightly, voice barely above a whisper. There had been hot times before, but this...this was something else.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 28, 2020 16:32:02 GMT -5
Cloudstar » Even when she was feeling down about herself Frecklebee always managed to cheer her up. It was always reassuring to know that there was at least one cat out there that would always have her back, a cat that would always be at her side. Frecklebee was that cat for Cloudstar, and the leader still couldn't believe she had managed to get a mate with such devotion. Cloudstar knew she didn't deserve Frecklebee, but she was too selfish to give the other molly up to any other cat. She wouldn't want it any other way, though. Frecklebee had been there with her since the very beginning pretty much. There was only a moon difference between the two. They had grown up together, and Cloudstar had always felt something for the other molly, and having those feelings reciprocated meant more than anything to the leader.
These thoughts could have easily stayed in her mind for longer if not for Frecklebee's voice breaking into them. Cloudstar swiveled her ears and glanced over at her mate for a quick second. That...that was a worrisome thought. "I hope not," Cloudstar murmured as she padded ever closer to the camp's entrance. "Surely they would have said something to Loonfur if they were. I don't think there's a reason for them to be angry." Or was there? Were they also angry at Cloudstar's leadership? But if that were the case then why would their ancestors punish every Clan? The dry heat wasn't just something RiverClan was dealing with, Cloudstar knew every Clan was struggling with the weather conditions.
A sigh slipped from her maw. "Hopefully things will cool down soon..."
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 28, 2020 16:55:53 GMT -5
- - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] Would they have spoken to Loonfur? Frecklebee trusted the medicine cat, but if StarClan was angry at all five clans for whatever reason, would they have said anything to the medicine cats? Or would they have shunned them too? Perhaps that was another question that they could ask Loonfur once they reached camp. Besides, despite the heat, Frecklebee didn’t want to worry Cloudstar with thoughts of an angry StarClan, there had to be better things to focus on than that. “I’m sure it’ll cool down soon,” she agreed, looking back up at the sky for a moment. What they really needed right now was a good rainstorm. “...You know, I was talking to Sorghumnose earlier,” Frecklebee started coyly, glancing back over at her mate. It was a well known fact that Frecklebee was the person to go to if you wanted to gossip, she was typically stuck at camp because of her legs and it had given her plenty of time to chat it up with the elders, queens, and various warriors and apprentices when they weren’t busy.
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Post by highprince on Jul 28, 2020 16:59:58 GMT -5
Jaysongstreamwatcher // rustling willow
Jaysong stood at Streamwatcher's side, supporting her with his shoulder. He nodded as she told him why she'd been at the willow - after all, he'd been there for the same reasons. When she suggested swimming, he looked out towards the river. It was low, and not exactly prime swimming material. Jaysong figured that his paws would just get filled with mud and rocks, and he didn't exactly want to spend time cleaning that out. He looked back at Streamwatcher, opening his mouth to say no, only to falter when he saw the hope on her face. He couldn't say no to her, not when she looked so happy. His stomach turned when he imagined disappointing the elder.
"I would love to, Streamwatcher," he sighed, relenting. Jaysong didn't exactly have much of a backbone. He felt bad saying no to anyone, except for maybe Grayrain. He spent so much time around his friend that he was comfortable with him, but he couldn't say the same for most of his other clanmates. "We can't stay for too long, though. Someone's going to start wondering where you ran off to."
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 28, 2020 17:03:39 GMT -5
Cloudstar » If ever they needed rain it was right now. Cloudstar hated feeling the earth so dry underneath her paws, each step picking up dust and tossing it into the wind. Event the river was starting to suffer, the water level lower than she had ever seen it. A few places in the river were still deep, but she feared that if this heat continued on as it did then there wouldn't be any water left in the river. How would RiverClan survive if their main source of hunting land diminished into nothing more than a dry riverbed? Cloudstar wanted to believe that StarClan would help them, but if they were angry then why would they lend a supportive paw?
While these were thoughts a leader needed to ruminate on, Cloudstar was glad for the abrupt change in subject. Her head already hurt enough as it was, and trying to think about the drought was only going to further that pain. Thinking about what she could do as a leader was something she could do later. Right now she needed to focus on feeling better for the sake of Frecklebee.
A curious twitch of Cloudstar's tail-tip indicated that the leader was intrigued in what her mate had to say. "Oh?" She inquired. "And what did she have to say?" It wasn't unusual for Sorghumnose to be found around the elders' den. The happy, chipper warrior was always trying to keep on good terms with those around her, and unlike other cats she enjoyed spending time with the elders. Frecklebee hearing gossip from the warriors' den was rather typical what with Sorghumnose around.
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Post by Voidastral on Jul 28, 2020 22:17:40 GMT -5
Pebbleskip with Grayrain (little blu ♥ ) || Babbling brook
"It's certainly possible too," Pebbleskip looked over at her clanmate, breathing a bit heavily still from the run, "at least I would hope it's possible." The warrior's eyes fell on the shallow water. It wasn't much better here than it was back there, which meant that chances of catching any kind of fish remained extremely thin. Her face dimmed, they would starve if this kept up. "It won't hurt to try. There has to be something left." Pebbleskip didn't really know if she believed it. It wasn't like her voice hid so either, as it wavered just the tiniest bit as she spoke.
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Post by kiwi cheesecake on Jul 28, 2020 23:27:01 GMT -5
Pomsplash |x| Camp |x| Open
Pomsplash was already having an eventful morning.
The young warrior liked to mix things up for herself, keep herself guessing. Today, this had been deciding to search the territory for a place that still had water deep enough to prove challenging to swim in. There weren't many spots left, but after a few hours of searching she had found a small portion of the river suiting her taste. The water was cool, and even if she hadn't found any fish, it was still a pleasant experience. Another few hours of swimming, and she had made her way back to camp.
Pelt still dripping lightly, Pomsplash gave another shake, attempting to dislodge the last of the stubborn droplets. Plopping herself down near the edge of camp with a sigh, the she-cat tried to think of other things to do today. Hunting? Boring. Solo border patrol? She'd just done that last week. Go steal prey from ThunderClan? Tempting, but she wasn't feeling very stealthy today.
With a sigh, Pomsplash rolled onto her side, scanning the camp. Or she could just wait for a few moments and see if anything happened to her. Or anyone new. That would be interesting. Maybe she could take someone else's apprentice out for a run. If she saw one.
Pomsplash decided to wait exactly as long as it took her fur to dry for someone else. If not, she'd go seek them out herself.______(great starter journey V3)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 29, 2020 2:55:01 GMT -5
- - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] The subject had shifted to something much more enjoyable by now, and that was something that Frecklebee greatly appreciated, so as her mate casually pried for more details, Frecklebee was happy to supply her with them. “Well, she came to visit me in the elders den,” Frecklebee started with the obvious, after all, it wasn’t unusual for Sorghumnose to visit Frecklebee and the other elders to chat. It was something Frecklebee looked forward to, especially since, while she did love the elders, sometimes it felt a little out of place for her to be there with them, after all she was still a decently young cat. There just...wasn’t room for her elsewhere. “We got to talking and you know how she had that crush on Archwhisker? Well she still has it!” Frecklebee explained dramatically. “Really I think you and Otterheart should start putting them on more patrols together, let that young love bloom, maybe next time Sorghumnose comes to talk to me, she’ll get to tell me that her and Archwhisker are mates by then,” Frecklebee idly rambled as they walked. They were slowly nearing camp, however it would still take the two of them awhile. Frecklebee couldn’t get anywhere fast.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 29, 2020 3:10:29 GMT -5
Cloudstar » Now this was a topic that Cloudstar could stay on for a while. It was always refreshing to hear something that was more on the positive side of things rather than negative, especially now. Cloudstar knew how easy it was to be bogged down by all the terrible things going on at the moment. Hearing idly gossip made life feel a bit more normal and a lot less chaotic.
A soft laugh came from the leader as Frecklebee mentioned putting Sorghumnose and Archwhisker on more patrols together to let love blossom. "She still has that crush on him?" There wasn't anything wrong with Archwhisker, he was a fine young warrior, but he did have a personality that was bit too...headstrong for Cloudstar, but if Sorghumnose found that attractive then why should Cloudstar stop anything from happening? Sorghumnose was a nice, gentle cat, and Cloudstar only wished the best for her. She wished the best for Archwhisker as well - it was simply in her nature to wish the best for all her Clanmates. "Have you heard anything about him returning the feelings?" Frecklebee couldn't just give her half of the gossip. Surely she would know if there was anything on Archwhisker's side on all this.
Cloudstar gave a moment of silence to let another wave of pain roll through her. She had to stop for a moment, gritting her teeth to stop herself from heaving a sharp breath of air. That pain in her head was certainly more than she had expected, but fortunately it didn't last long and she was able to gather herself rather quickly. "I'll...I'll keep that in mind. StarClan knows we need something positive to happen, and a love story always perks cats up. I would say that I hope for a litter of kits soon, but in this weather..." She trailed off. Kits would certainly brighten the Clan's mood, but if the drought didn't release its grip on the land anytime soon then welcoming kits into the Clan would end up being more dangerous than beneficial.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Jul 29, 2020 3:59:07 GMT -5
(Anyone have some characters open? )
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 29, 2020 4:02:21 GMT -5
- - - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] Frecklebee nodded along. “She is! I’m not entirely sure what she sees in him, he isn’t bad or anything, just...brazen, but I guess she must find that attractive,” Frecklebee mused out loud. She didn’t have anything against Archwhisker, though she would admit that she preferred his brother: Copperspots, as he tended to be much more calm and friendly than Archwhisker, however that wasn’t to say that Archwhisker wasn’t friendly as well, he just...well he was just a bit more of an acquired taste. When Cloudstar asked about Archwhisker’s own feelings, Frecklebee couldn’t help but let out a bemused purr. “Well, I’m technically not supposed to share this, but Copperspots was telling me the other day that Archwhisker has been talking nonstop about Sorghumnose for days now,” Frecklebee explained happily. “I’m telling you, moisture might not be in the air right now but love is,” Frecklebee exclaimed with an affirmative nod. Sooner or later, they might just get kits and if that happened, Frecklebee would do anything she could to help take care of them. However as Cloudstar winced, Frecklebee slowed, a prick of worry eating away at her. “Are you okay? Do we need to stop and rest for a bit?” She asked in concern as she looked her mate over.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 29, 2020 4:24:18 GMT -5
Cloudstar » Cloudstar had to agree with Frecklebee in the fact that she had no idea what Sorghumnose saw in Archwhisker. He wasn't a bad cat, but he certainly wasn't Cloudstar's taste. She preferred softer personalities, cats that were warm and gentle and friendly, cats that were full of love and affection, cats like...well, like Frecklebee. Those were the types of cats that caught Cloudstar's attention, though her attention was only on the molly that was with her now. Frecklebee had caught the leader's attention back when they had been apprentices, and while the two of them had always been friends, Cloudstar had certainly started to think of Frecklebee as more back when they had been 'paws. Even to this day Cloudstar could remember the flurry of butterflies she got in her chest whenever Frecklebee - Frecklepaw back then - had been around. She could remember how warm and flustered she had felt around the other molly, how her heart would beat faster, how the skin underneath her thick pelt grew warm. Even now Frecklebee stirred those same emotions inside Cloudstar, but the difference between now and then was that now they were actually mates, and Cloudstar couldn't be happier. So even if she didn't understand Sorghumnose's attraction to a cat with Archwhisker's personality, she knew how it felt to be in love and she wasn't one to stop any sort of blossoming love.
Upon hearing Frecklebee mention Copperspots telling her that Archwhisker had only been speaking of Sorghumnose for days on end had the leader purring with amusement, her tail curling up happily. The purr turned into laughter at Frecklebee's whole comment on there not being any moisture in the air while love was. "Well then, it does look like I need to put those two on more patrols together, then. I haven't played matchmaker before, but it seems like it could be fun." No cat could fault her for pushing two crushing cats together, now could they? She'd just have to remember to tell Otterheart the next time she saw her deputy to put Sorghumnose and Archwhisker on a few patrols together as well, and hopefully come next moon the two would be RiverClan's newest pair of mated cats.
Pulling her attention away from the love in progress, Cloudstar shook her head, doing her best to ignore the dull ache in the back of her skull. "No, no, I'm fine. We can keep going, we're almost there," she mewed as she gestured with her tail toward the camp's entrance. They were so close now - it would still take them a few more minutes with their pace, but Cloudstar didn't see any reason to stop now.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 29, 2020 4:25:10 GMT -5
(Anyone have some characters open? ) [ i've got goatfrost and sorghumnose open ^^ ]
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Jul 29, 2020 4:51:46 GMT -5
»𝔾𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕪𝕡𝕠𝕠𝕝« »𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 Blaze ♡ 's 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕖 // 𝕋𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪« Her ears flicked for a moment, taking in the words of the she-cat now beside her. "You are correct, the other clans are lacking in standards for beauty. Though I wouldn't hold it against them, not every clan is lucky enough to have me." She gave a small chuckle at her joke, sure she thought she was a pretty molly but she wasn't exactly the best pick of any of them. Her attention shift from the molly beside her to the water. It didn't appear they would find any prey here, so they might as well just enjoy it. She let a low sigh escape her, of course they wouldn't be able to hunt.
"You're right, once more, about the rain. I don't think we will get any soon. I wonder if the river will just completely dry up at this point." Her nose scrunched up at the idea, it didn't seem the slightest bit pleasant. Where would they go if the river left them? Stormchime was correct in the fact none of the other territories seemed promising. "Not that I want it to, I don't think I could stand this heat without being able to cool off." Her thoughts floated back to the other clans once more, how they managed to not die of overheating was beyond her. At least most clans had the protection of the trees, Windclan seemed like they'd get the worse of it.
"If we aren't going to be able to hunt I might lose my mind. Sure, this is quite nice and all but I don't know if I could just... stand here in the water all day."
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 29, 2020 4:58:42 GMT -5
- - - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] Though she was still concerned for her mate, Frecklebee could tell she didn’t really want to stop right now. She let out a small hum as if trying to decide if they should still rest anyways before shaking her head. The sooner they got to camp and could find Loonfur, the better. “Alright, but tell me if you start to feel worse, I don’t mind stopping for a bit if you need to,” she told Cloudstar lightly. Still a little wary, Frecklebee waited a moment or so to check and make sure Cloudstar was really okay before she started walking again, trying to get back on a more pleasant topic. “Have you ever thought of having kits?” She asked casually, trying to seem discreet about it. The truth was that Frecklebee had thought about the idea of kits rather often, she enjoyed helping out around the nursery and kits were always so...adorable. She wouldn’t mind having some of her own one day. Of course now wouldn’t be a great time given the drought, but was there ever truly a good time to have kits? You never knew what might happen after all, you might as well live your life to the fullest while you could.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 29, 2020 5:23:42 GMT -5
Cloudstar » While she didn’t want to worry her mate anymore than she already had, Cloudstar had to admit that it was nice to know that Frecklebee cared as much as she did about the leader. Heart swelling with love for the molly, Cloudstar leaned forward and pressed her nose against Frecklebee’s cheek for a moment, breathing in the soft scent of the ticked tabby. The familiarity of her mate was almost enough to ease the dull ache in her cranium. ”I’ll let you know,” she murmured as she reluctantly pulled away from her mate’s fur. ”But right now I’m good to go.” Taking a break wouldn’t hurt, but they were too close to camp for Cloudstar to want to stop unless Frecklebee needed a breyak.
The change of topic was what put a halt in the leader’s step for a good second. Had she heard right? She had, she knew she had. They had just been discussing Sorghumnose and Archwhisker becoming mates and the possibility of a litter from the pairing, so of course the oppurtunity to ask about kits of their own had opened itself up.
Cloudstar knew she had a wide-eyed expression on her face, but she couldn’t do anything to change that until the surprise of the question faded into what was only warmth. A purr vibrated in the back of her throat as she mused over her mate’s question. The leader would be lying if she said she had never thought of raising a family with Frecklebee. The idea of starting a family, of raising a litter or a few, with her mate had crossed her mind more than once, and each time it had brought a smile to Cloudstar’s face. That was no different right now as she looked lovingly at the other molly. ”I think about it sometimes,” she admitted. ”And, well, I think it would be nice. What about you?” She assumed that Frecklebee felt the same way if she had brought the question up, but Cloudstar had to make sure; she was also curious on whether or not Frecklebee had more intensive thoughts on this than Cloudstar did - thoughts such as who she thought should carry their kits, any thoughts on potential surrogate fathers, possible name ideas, the list went on, and Cloudstar could only stand there and wait for her mate’s answer on the matter.
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Jul 29, 2020 10:08:49 GMT -5
Dusttail (Open) The River
The tom sighed as he went to go to the river to have a drink. Maybe having one would clear his mind up. The tom noticed how the water was clear and less murky than it usually was with the apprentices trying to catch fish. He admired his reflection in the water before lapping it up to drink. The water felt refreshing and cool to the touch.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 29, 2020 14:37:51 GMT -5
- - - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] Frecklebee didn’t answer at first, instead she let out a small hum and looked around, focusing on almost anything else than the question. Like the butterfly fluttering in the distance, or the small, hot breeze that ruffled her fur. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to answer, she was just still figuring out how. “I’ve thought about it...a normal amount,” she started with, figuring that was a good answer. She might’ve thought about it more than a normal amount but that wasn’t the point. “We’re getting older now, in a couple seasons we’d be considered senior warriors, it makes me wonder why we’ve already waited as long as we have,” she admitted. Though of course, she knew why she hadn’t brought it up until recently. When she was younger she worried if she would be fit to be a mother, given her state. Then as they got a bit older, Cloudstar - then Cloudstream - has been made deputy and it seemed like a bad time to bring kits into the mix, and then she became leader and then this drought started. There hadn’t really been a good time to bring it up.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 29, 2020 17:14:38 GMT -5
Cloudstar » Frecklebee was right. They weren’t as young as they used to be, and every passing day only made them older. If they wanted to start a family, they needed to do it in the next season or two, and the urge to be a mother, to raise a litter of kits with Frecklebee, was rather strong. Maybe it was just that biological clock ticking, but Cloudstar now felt a rush to start a family. She knew it would be fish-brained to welcome kits into such a harsh world right now, but if they didn’t soon then no telling what else would pop up to stop them. There had been Frecklebee’s accident, then Cloudstar had been appointed deputy, followed by being made leader, and now there was a drought, so there never really had been a good time to have kits, so if StarClan didn’t want to give them a peaceful time to start a family then they’d just have to make due with what they had and take their life into their own paws.
Cloudstar let out a slow sigh. ”I suppose there’s just never been a good time, but…” She paused, looking at her mate with the faintest of smiles pulling at her lips. ”It seems like there’s never going to be a truly good time, and you’re right, we’re getting older, and I’m not sure how much longer we could wait before things got even more complicated.” She knew it would only be harder to bring kits into the mix if they waited and got older. Older mollies tended to have more issues when it came to being a queen, and if they wanted a smooth start to becoming parents, then maybe they needed to start now despite the conditions.
Soon they would be back at camp, but Cloudstar felt like she had enough time still to ask a few questions that lingered on her tongue. ”We’d have to figure out what we want to do.” Considering they were both mollies they wouldn’t be able to have biological kits together so a lot more went into this sort of thing than with a tom and molly pairing. ”Would you want to carry a litter or would you prefer if I did?” Cloudstar didn’t mind either way. She knew she was leader and that still needed to come first, but she did like the idea of being a queen, and given Frecklebee’s state, would she even be able to comfortably carry a litter? Perhaps that was something they should ask Loonfur if they decided on Frecklebee being the biological mother. They had a lot to figure out really, but Cloudstar was willing to put in the time and dedication to get it all sorted out.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 29, 2020 17:15:02 GMT -5
Sorghumnose » Thunderheart57
She was a ruthless hunter. She was a mighty beast. She rivaled the strength and fierceness of the tigers of old. Any cat with half a brain would realize that she was to be feared and respected, the kind of cat not to be messed with lest they wanted their ear torn off and scars littering their pelt. Those who fell victim to her rarely escaped, and when they did they were left traumatized and wishing that she had finished them off. She played a cruel game, but it was one that needed to be carried out by somebody.
Target acquired, the vicious hunter crouched down and then, with as much strength as she had in her lithe muscles, pounced.
The beetle had nowhere to go once it was trapped by Sorghumnose’s paws. The molly let out a rumbling purr, her dark brown tail sticking straight up into the air with delight as she looked the insect over with wide, blue eyes. ”You’re all mine now!” She mused as she leaned forward and gently picked the beetle up between her teeth, careful to not harm the creature.
Just as she was turning to head back to camp, the sound of nearby pawsteps caught the molly’s attention. Curiosity piqued, she headed toward the direction of the sound, beetle still in tow, stopping only when she came to the riverbank and noticed one of her fellow Clanmates.
”Dusttail, hi!” Sorghumnose chirped happily through the beetle in her jaws as she came bounding toward the tom, only stopping once she was brushed up against him in a friendly greeting.
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Post by ʙєωɪᴛᴄʜɪηɢ ηɪɢʜᴛѕʜαɗє ~ ~👻 on Jul 29, 2020 17:43:23 GMT -5
Dewdrop The snow white tom appreciated his apprentices praise. "Aw shucks it was honestly nothing," he said with a prideful purr shaking his Furr so it fluffed up a bit more holding his head high. He then bursted out into laughter. "Yeah I'm not really into myself unlike Lotusbreeze." He didn't necessarily hate the she-cat but she was certainly an annoying attention seeking mouse-brain. He sighed she was already giving him a headache and she wasn't even there. He then decided to drop the subject due to the molly wanting to hunt.
"Sure! I know you can do it. Just remember to use your senses and careful to not make a sound to you will alert them," he said meowing with pride. Once he was done explaining he sat back and watched her. Sniffing the air himself in case she had trouble but he knew she wouldn't. He let her do her thing and didn't talk just observed and let her learn from her either her mistakes or achievements but he would certainly help out the molly with that.
Lotusbreeze The lilac molly was surprised by the four trouts well now five that she caught. "Whoa I can't even do that," she said mesmerized. "I only caught this vole, unfortunately," she said looking at the puny vole she caught. She then cleared her throat wanting to hunt a bit more. She really wanted to catch some fish but didn't really want to be in the water at the moment. It was nice and cool but soon they may not have the river. The molly got the thought out of her head and sensed another vole in the bush. Immediately she went into a hunter's crouch and leapt into the bush grabbing it by the throat and giving it the death bite. It' body went limp in her jaws and she looked at Lillypetal.
She laid the other vole next to the other one to speak. "When do you want to head back to camp?" she asked wondering what her companion wanted to do. "If not that's okay we can bury our catch and do something else and come back here when we're done," she mewed. She did want to get the prey to camp but she didn't want to go back just yet she wanted to at least hang out a bit more. She liked Lillypetal and she sure was a talented hunter.
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Post by Brokenstar on Jul 29, 2020 18:28:11 GMT -5
Lilypetal "I have a lot of practice focused specifically on trout. I probably couldn't have caught that vole," With that last word she looked disgusted "if I tried." "I'm okay with doing anything you want to do.", said Lilypetal truthfully. She liked Lotusbreeze even better than most and wanted to hang out with her more. This is probably the beginning of a great friendship!, thought Lilypetal.
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Post by ʙєωɪᴛᴄʜɪηɢ ηɪɢʜᴛѕʜαɗє ~ ~👻 on Jul 29, 2020 19:03:56 GMT -5
Lotusbreeze The lilac molly laughed a bit at her friends disgust towards voles. "They're not that bad rather eat them than squirrels or birds," she said. The she-cat thought for a moment they could take the prey back to camp, and then do what they wanted to do. She gave a warm purr as she looked at the tortoiseshell molly in front of her. "Do you want to take the prey back to camp and do what we want to do?" she asked. "After all we can do whatever we want since we did a task for our Clan." This way they wouldn't have to worry about a predator taking their kills and then they have to hunt all over again.
"We could relax in the shade somewhere," she said her tail flicking side to side as the excitement built up in the lilac molly. "Or we could do whatever you want to do," she said while she was an egocentric cat she didn't want to hog up her friend's time after all they did hunt.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 30, 2020 2:43:08 GMT -5
- - - Frecklebee [ Feathertalon] Cloudstar brought up another good point there, both of them were getting older by now. If they waited too much longer to try for kits, they might miss their chance, or there could be a number of complications that led to potentially tragic scenarios. “Maybe we should think about it a bit more then, drought or not, I would like to raise a family with you,” Frecklebee told her with a loud purr, a wave of affection washing over her as she nuzzled her mate. Starting a family, raising kits together, it seemed like a wonderful thing. Even if they’d have to be a little unorthodox about it. “Well,” Frecklebee started. “Logically it would probably make the most sense if I carry them, since you have all of your leader duties to attend to as well,” she said, pausing for a moment to glance back towards her mangled legs. Both were mangled, one had lost feeling in it a long time ago, the other could walk but there had been a couple times it gave way randomly, or someone had told her that she was sitting on her paw weird and she hadn’t even felt it. Frecklebee couldn’t help but worry that her second back leg would give out eventually too. “...I’m not sure I’d be able to, though..”
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Jul 30, 2020 3:48:30 GMT -5
(Anyone have some characters open? ) [ i've got goatfrost and sorghumnose open ^^ ] (I have a kit open. Would any of them interact with a kit well?)
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Jul 30, 2020 3:48:57 GMT -5
(Hi! Anyone got any open kitties ) (I have Mockingjay open!)
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Post by Thunderheart57 on Jul 30, 2020 6:51:48 GMT -5
Sorghumnose » Thunderheart57
She was a ruthless hunter. She was a mighty beast. She rivaled the strength and fierceness of the tigers of old. Any cat with half a brain would realize that she was to be feared and respected, the kind of cat not to be messed with lest they wanted their ear torn off and scars littering their pelt. Those who fell victim to her rarely escaped, and when they did they were left traumatized and wishing that she had finished them off. She played a cruel game, but it was one that needed to be carried out by somebody.
Target acquired, the vicious hunter crouched down and then, with as much strength as she had in her lithe muscles, pounced.
The beetle had nowhere to go once it was trapped by Sorghumnose’s paws. The molly let out a rumbling purr, her dark brown tail sticking straight up into the air with delight as she looked the insect over with wide, blue eyes. ”You’re all mine now!” She mused as she leaned forward and gently picked the beetle up between her teeth, careful to not harm the creature.
Just as she was turning to head back to camp, the sound of nearby pawsteps caught the molly’s attention. Curiosity piqued, she headed toward the direction of the sound, beetle still in tow, stopping only when she came to the riverbank and noticed one of her fellow Clanmates.
”Dusttail, hi!” Sorghumnose chirped happily through the beetle in her jaws as she came bounding toward the tom, only stopping once she was brushed up against him in a friendly greeting. Dusttail (Sorghumnose) | The River Dusttail made a groan when the siamese tumbled into him. “Ow, hey, Sorghumnose,” he replied. The tom brushed himself off and saw the beetle flailing in her jaws. “Nice catch! I didn’t know that beetles were edible,” he added. Dusttail was waiting to see if he could catch a fish and bring it back to camp. He managed to catch a trout.
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