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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 19:11:56 GMT -5
Maplestar sat up to bury the bones from his meal and stretched, his long feathered tail curling back over itself. He straightened up seeing Frostwhisper's bright white pelt in the camp entrance, then Rosepath next to her. "Just about time to leave." he said to Lichenpaw.
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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 19:21:40 GMT -5
Maplestar had the grief in his eyes still but his expression was neutral, maybe even mildly content from his meal conversation with Cherrywish. He nodded his head to his den and walked there alongside the medicine cat. Frostwhisper looked a little surprised to be include. "I'll give as much insight as I can." she promised, settling in the den next to her son. "More unhappy news from StarClan?" Maplestar asked wearily.
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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 19:26:26 GMT -5
Maplestar stammered. "What I told you this morning, the vague promise of help but no answers." he said, but it sounded unconvincing to his own ears. "What is it that StarClan has decided to share with you?" he switched it around to Rosepath again. Frostwhisper looked at her son and shifted her paws uncomfortably.
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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 19:34:28 GMT -5
Lichenpaw, knowing that Cherrywish was supposed to return when Rosepath and Frostwhisper did, ran out of camp. It wasn't until he was ten long strides out of camp that he realized he shouldn't be out alone, and that he hadn't even cared whether or not Sunstone had seen him. He ran off anyway, following Cherrywish and Slatejaw's scents.
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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 19:39:45 GMT -5
(she's hiding the exact same secret from him too though lol)
Frostwhisper turned her gaze to the exit of the den as if she could see the lake and the mountains across it. "The winds that travel up and down the mountains, greenleaf and leafbare. I don't remember what that means though. The stones in the valley are SteppeClan." she said. "The winds from the mountain will come down to SteppeClan. Could it be a sign of a harsher leafbare?"
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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 19:50:16 GMT -5
(oof Doeleap)
"Oaks is strange but that might be the easiest thing to look for answers about. There are no oaks in SteppeClan territory, the closest are in MistClan territory. That's another clue to support your ideas about the gathering place." Frostwhisper said. Maplestar just listened, thinking, but not knowing what to say. Too many things, too many worries for the Clan. How will we solve all this? he felt overwhelmed.
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Post by Morior on Nov 11, 2020 21:41:36 GMT -5
Maplestar's gaze sharpened on Rosepath, then he looked down and licked his chest fur. "Y-Yes. Can I trust you two and the other guides to ponder over this while I'm gone on the search?" he asked. "Maybe Swiftkill will know something if we can bring her home."
"You could find clues on your search. You said the scents of the loners passed the border markers in the direction of the mountains." Frostwhisper added.
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Post by Brindlebriar on Nov 12, 2020 12:14:56 GMT -5
(so does Broken Mist and Rumbling Thunder become like, a thing??)
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Post by Morior on Nov 12, 2020 13:55:08 GMT -5
"Rosepath and Frostwhisper have returned to camp." Lichenpaw dipped his head to the deputy, "s-sorry to interrupt your hunt" he said eyeing the rabbit
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Post by Morior on Nov 12, 2020 14:12:31 GMT -5
Lichenpaw waited for Slatejaw to start moving then followed last on the way back to camp.
Maplestar exited his den with Frostwhisper in toe. She touched her nose to his ear then padded off to a sunny spot in camp to lay down.
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Bisexual
Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 12, 2020 15:50:22 GMT -5
(so does Broken Mist and Rumbling Thunder become like, a thing??) It’s up to you, Rumbling Thunder has like him for a long time but i figured Broken Mist has just never picked up on it. Whatever you want for broken must is good! I don’t mind it being an unrequited love if you want something else for him!
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 12, 2020 16:48:57 GMT -5
Name | FrostFlame Gender | she-cat Age in Moons | 35 Moons Rank | warrior your @/ lightbringer Appearance - a maine coon with a white mane around her neck, and silver and white twisting stripes that look like flames, hence her name. her eyes are bright firey orange and her fur is thick and fluffy, perfect for leafbare and the rain as it helps to keep her insulated. Personality - fiery and fierce, an avid hunter as well. she has a few friends but is wary of newcomers. open to a mate but hasnt found anyone she likes just yet. her anger can sometimes get the best of her and shes been known to lash out at others when shes in a mood. History - Has both rouge and clan blood in her, she battled with the thought of going rouge for awhile before she finally settled down when she became a warrior. shes fiercely loyal now Other - N/A
(i also plan to make a runner but am struggling with a name so will post that later!)
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Post by Morior on Nov 12, 2020 17:15:14 GMT -5
the prefix "Frost-" is already taken sorry, maybe change it to "Iceflame"?)
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