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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2020 19:28:05 GMT -5
| Thistlehawk - leaving camp - w/ Sorrelwing, Frecklepaw - aether, แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ| โYep, jusโ us, kiddo.โ He nodded. He was amused by Frecklepawโs instinctive denial of wrongdoing, but chose not to harp on him about it- the โpaw always seemed a bit strung about impressing his father. Hopefully, theyโd have a good hunt at the river, and Frecklepaw could bring home a catch worth bragging about. โGuess you got one more to compete with.โ He turned his gaze back to Sorrelwing. He wasnโt one for competition with other cats, but Sorrelwingโs energy was infectious, and at least she wasnโt sore about the outcome, loss or win. Competing with his old denmate would be good motivation for Frecklepaw to do well, anyways.
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Post by aether on Dec 28, 2020 5:08:01 GMT -5
Jackdawstrike tilted his head as Wildflight continued her remarks, he didn't bite back or look offended though, just watched her with his clear, round yellow eyes. He wasn't the kind to offer back any rebuttals despite the fact his mother was infamous for such things. Instead he gave a small dip of his head and stepped behind her as she moved towards the fresh kill pile. He hadn't formed any plans before Wildflight had initially approached him so he figured he would follow in her pawsteps. Besides, the mention of food had made his stomach rumble.
Glancing at the pile, there was a young falcon that Lynxstar had caught that morning, a day old squirrel, a shriveled looking mouse, and a thin pigeon. "We may have to hunt if we want to fill our stomachs," he murmured, glancing to Wildflight. He didn't speak too loudly as he didn't want to disturb Lynxstar, Muddypool, and Brindlefrost who were nearby. "We should leave that falcon for Drizzlepelt and the senior warriors. Want to share the squirrel?" He used his claws to hook the squirrels tail and pull it towards them.
The squirrel wouldn't be enough to satisfy two hungry warriors, but it would be enough to give them the energy needed for a good hunt.
Sorrelwing ;; Camp ;; Thistlehawk, Frecklepaw ;; @nettles , แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ ;;
Sorrelwing nodded, her jaw was tense with determination, "We'll see how good your hunting is going, Frecklepaw" it wasn't a challenge to be malicious - it was a challenge to inspire. With the patrol in order, she slipped out through the camp entrance.
There was always a sense of freedom stepping out of the camp. Despite the thoughts of wolves in the back of her mind, Sorrelwing couldn't help the feeling of wanting to have the wind in her fur - to race through the woods, duck and weave through the trees roots, and leap from boulders. She kept that feeling settled deep in her stomach and padded lightly forward, her eyes scanned their surroundings. Luckily the wolves hadn't made it this far to the camp but they were relentless, so many had already been lost, so she was always being careful.
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Post by aether on Dec 28, 2020 5:09:10 GMT -5
[ I honestly wouldn't mind if later in the RP Sorrelwing was attacked by the wolves and was irreversibly injured. She is so caught up on wanting to be the best warrior that it would be a really challenging change for her, and a cool character arc imo. ]
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Post by แดสสแดสแดแดส on Dec 28, 2020 6:06:38 GMT -5
That would be so sad but such an interesting development to see her go through, Iโd definitely be down for that to happen!
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Post by aether on Dec 28, 2020 6:38:40 GMT -5
[ yesss I love making my characters struggle, very entertaining.
Also I'm going to finally get around to typing up my Sootwhisker starter since I forgot to do that lel ]
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Post by aether on Dec 28, 2020 7:11:12 GMT -5
Sootwhisker ;; Location ;; Partner's character ;; and @ ;;
There was more ruckus than usual that morning and Sootwhisker was woken by the multiple footsteps that stepped over him on their way out of the warriors den. He blinked open his eyes and tilted his head to glance out through the lichen screen that protected the den. His clanmates were already buzzing around camp like a hive of bees. Sootwhisker sighed and pushed himself up into a seated position. Another day, let's do this. He swiped his tongue over his forepaw and used it to clean over his eats before he pushed through the den entrance and into the morning atmosphere of the camp.
A few glances around allowed Sootwhisker to familiarize himself with the current going-ons in the camp. Everyone seemed caught up in their own worlds, with a bicker going on at the fresh kill pile and patrols already strolling out of the camp. Sootwhisker sighed softly to himself and flicked his tail, seems like I may have slept in a little too long... He turned towards the camp entrance and slipped through, stepping lightly as he weaved through the roots of surrounding trees. Nearby, the familiar sound of the waterfall rang in his ears and Sootwhisker followed it. His destination was the waterfall so he could drink and quench his thirst.
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Post by แดสสแดสแดแดส on Dec 28, 2020 18:04:49 GMT -5
Im so sorry I disappeared, Iโve had a really busy few days Iโll try to respond tomorrow
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Post by aether on Dec 29, 2020 2:17:48 GMT -5
[ All good! this time of year is a busy time ]
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Post by แผ๊ฎ๊ญฑ๊ญฐ๊ญฑ๊ฎ๐ณ๊ฎ on Dec 29, 2020 10:45:52 GMT -5
W I L D F L I G H T with Jackdawstrike
As soon as the large she-cat reached the fresh-kill pile, her amber eyes swept over what was on offer. And it was quite clear from her expression that she was not all too impressed with the choices she was being given. Hadn't there been a hunting party sent out yet or anything? What was Clovertail doing if he couldn't even organize patrols like he was supposed to as their deputy. Useless. Here she was, hungry after an early Dawn patrol and now she couldn't even get a decent meal in.
Hearing Jackdawstrike, the fluffy warrior swivelled her gaze to the tom. She wanted to snap at him for pointing out the obvious. But as the tom hooked the squirrel and pulled it towards the two of them, the she-cat just made a small hmph sound. That mangy looking squirrel wouldn't be enough food for one of them, especially not herself. She was a large warrior and, therefore, needed more food than others to keep herself going through the day. And while she was well aware of the fact this time was hard with the weather getting worse, that didn't mean she was going to settle for rubbish.
"You have it," she meowed simply as she turned, "I'm going hunting to find something decent to eat."
aether
F R E C K L E P A W with Thistlehawk, Sorrelwing
Frecklepaw was thankful that he didn't get called out for his, frankly, terrible lying skills. Instead, the apprentice was more than happy to move on, pleased that he still got to get out of camp. Even if he hadn't managed to sneak out like he had been planning in the first place. Hunting by the river was going to be fun enough for him, and it was better that Thistlehawk was going to be there as his mentor to help give him some tips as well. Which he was going to need if he wanted to be the best warrior the Clan had ever seen and live up to his dad's reputation.
Trotting after the two warriors as they finally left the safety of their camp, Frecklepaw lifted his head, "I'm already a great hunter." At least, he liked to think he was. He was getting good at it and was certain he had almost perfected the perfect pounce to catch anything.
aether @nettles
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Post by nimble on Dec 29, 2020 12:02:48 GMT -5
(sorry for the very late reply)
Cherrypetal wandered out of the warriors den, walking to the fresh kill pile. she picked out a squirrel and began to eat it. While she was eating, she looked around, watching the other warriors go about their day.
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Post by ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑ on Dec 29, 2020 16:57:36 GMT -5
Turtlefrost, Turtlefrost is a sleek, pretty long-furred tortoiseshell she-cat. She has a full white undercoat, starting from her face and stretching all the way down the bottom half of her tail. Her paws are also white. Her eyes are a bright shade of green, and her nose a deep shade of pink. Turtlefrost is typically a calm cat. She isn't one to jump to action without first having the opportunity to think about all of her options. She tends to be generous and selfless, willing to give what she can to help others, and she is very protective of her Clanmates and loved ones. However, she can sometimes be seen as a bit uptight and rigid when it comes to the rules - she follows the Warrior Code to the letter, and does not tolerate those who break the Clan's rules. She is a steady warrior, and has endless patience for kits and apprentices. She was born in the Clan, but both of her parents have since passed. She is incredibly close with her sister, Seednose, and would do anything to protect her more reckless littermate. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑAnything else: Warrior; Sister is Seednose; Open for future mate Seednose, Seednose is a rather small dark ginger she-cat. She has reddish-brown lynx points, darker ginger spotted tabby markings, and dark blue eyes. She has long whiskers and a charcoal-gray nose. Seednose is a fierce, independent she-cat. She is feisty and has a ferocious attitude. She is not afraid to stand up for herself, or for any other cat that needs it. She is very protective of her sister, Turtlefrost. She has a fiery temper, and most cats quickly learn to watch their tongue around her for fear of her anger. Despite this, she is a very loyal cat who cares greatly about her Clanmates. Her Clan is lucky to have a cat like Seednose, because she would do absolutely anything to protect her Clan, and she is not afraid to run into battle if needed. Boisterous and energetic, Seednose is prone to making decisions with her heart rather than with her head, which can lead her into trouble when she isn't careful. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑ
Anything else: Warrior; Sister is Turtlefrost; Open for future mate Ripplestone, A gray tom with a darker gray overcoat and paws. He has a lighter gray belly and muzzle with a berry pink nose. He has deep blue eyes and a pale pink nose. Ripplestone is a quiet tom. He has a personality that makes him very difficult to get along with sometimes, but he is fiercely loyal to his Clan. He strongly disagrees with taking in outsiders, but he doesnโt voice this opinion out loud; to him, his opinion is less important than his loyalty to his Clan, so he wonโt argue with the Clan leaderโs decisions. Getting to know Ripplestone can be difficult, but once you finally do, he is an incredibly sweet tom who cares greatly for those who manage to get close to him. Initially distrustful, this stoic and quiet tom takes a while to warm up to others, and he prefers to keep to himself when he can. He was never very good at making friends, but there have been a few cats in his lifetime that have managed to break through his tough outer shell. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑ
Anything else: Warrior; Open for family or mate Littlepaw, A small, handsome long-haired gray tom with black mackerel tabby markings. He has a white belly, white toes, white muzzle, and white tail tip. He has black toes, black ear tips, and dark orange eyes. Littlepaw is a bright, bubbly tom. He has endless energy and cares deeply for everybody. He is incredibly optimistic, and he sees the best in every cat, no matter what horrible things they may have done. He is incredibly forgiving, which sometimes leads to him being used and taken advantage of. He loves to talk to anybody and everybody, often finding himself lost deep in conversation with anybody who takes the time to actually listen to him. He is eager to learn and wants to be the best warrior he can be, but he struggles with focusing on his training sometimes, instead getting distracted by things around him. Dealing with Littlepaw requires a great deal of patience, but when given the chance he is the sweetest little tom. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑ
Anything else: Apprentice; Open for family; I'd like for his warrior name to be Littlewolf, please! (I hope it's okay that I included pictures of them, too. My descriptions of physical appearances aren't always great, so I wanted to show what they looked like too! )
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