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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 7, 2021 18:56:58 GMT -5
malruth )) Paleshade looks up to see Yarrowpaw approach, a sweet smile eloping her maw. "I'd like you to do one thing for me before you can go back to your adventurous apprentice life." She gestured to the elder's den, "Why don't you go see what Dustywhisker is grumbling about." Her tail flicked playfully at the young tom. Yes, that's a good ending to his punishment. She purred to herself in amusement. Her eyes flashed over to where Crowstar sat with the clan's deputy, curiosity prickling at her fur. Looking back now, "Once you're done with Dustywhisker, we should go out for a hunt. What do you think?" Dustywhisker lay awake in his nest, sighing heavily with each breath, mumbling mouse-sticks, these ticks. Grumbling, he attempted to pull one out himself and grew irritated with the lack of triumph. Tail swishing angrily, he heaved himself to his feet and exited the elder's den, hobbling over to the fresh-kill pile to take a seat and watch the camp life. He noticed Paleshade, but gave no notice to her or thought for that matter. He looked around for an apprentice in hopes to find someone to help him.
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Post by malruth on Jan 7, 2021 19:24:43 GMT -5
Yarrowpaw huffed, flattening his ears to his head. "Fine..." He muttered, padding off to go inspect Dustywhisker. "Can I... help you with something?" The golden tabby asked, a forced smile on his face. Internally, he groaned. He knew exactly what Dustywhisker was grumbling about. Ticks, ticks, ticks. That was all he talked about. Appleshade purred, padding over to Paleshade and taking a seat beside her. "Well, I will miss having my favorite honorary apprentice around here to help me." She chuckled, watching Yarrowpaw try not to claw Dustywhisker's ears off. It was hard to like the young tom, but Appleshade always enjoyed the help. Plus, Yarrowpaw was actually pretty good at finding herbs. Tawnykit wiggled out from under her brother, running over to where Yarrowpaw was sitting. She bumped into him, giggling. "Hey! Watch it, you stupid furball!" He yowled frustratedly. ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 7, 2021 20:05:55 GMT -5
Cherrydapple leaves the warriors den and stretches her limbs. She lets out a yawn and shakes her fur in order to shape off the last bit of her sleepiness. She glanced around wondering what her clanmates were up too and if any of patrols had been set out yet.
Wildpaw eyes the fresh kill pile. He really wanted to eat but knew the elders, queens and kits needed to eat first. His stomach growled and he lets out a small groan.
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 7, 2021 21:01:18 GMT -5
malruth )) Dustywhisker paused when Yarrowpaw approached, a glimmer of amusement flickering in his eyes. He noticed the apprentice was not too particularly happy to be there. "I could use your help with a few ticks." He mewed to the young tom. His voice was raspy, and his tattered face seemed to highlight his grey hairs. "I suppose you got in trouble?" He questioned the young tom, flicking his tail with a smile on his maw now. Paleshade looked over to Appleshade with amusement, "He's quite the cat." She answered, drawing her tail over her paws. "How is everything with you? I've noticed some tension in the camp with Crowstar especially." She paused, he hasn't even addressed the clan about it yet. "Do you think we should be worried?" She questioned her.
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Post by malruth on Jan 7, 2021 22:30:55 GMT -5
Yarrowpaw bristled, grabbing the mousebile he had brought back earlier in the morning. βYes. Snuck out of camp to go see my parents, if you want to know.β He sighed, starting to check the older tomβs pelt. He almost vomited at the sight of the bile, but ignored it. Soon he would get to go hunting. Appleshade let out a chuckle of agreement, before she sighed. βIβve been... okay. I know things are tense right now.β She replied, flattening her ears to her head. βIf Iβm being honest... I donβt know. Everything seems uncertain right now.β The uncertainty made Appleshadeβs stomach twist. She was the medicine cat, wasnβt she? Wasnβt she supposed to know everything? ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 1:18:14 GMT -5
malruth )) Dustywhisker's pelt prickled, this was news to him. "How are they?" He attempted to turn his head to glance at the tom next to him, but winced. "Ease yourself apprentice, your claws aren't any better than the ticks on my pelt!" mouse-brain. He mumbled to himself now, whiskers twitching. He knew, the apprentice didn't mean any harm to him. He understood his intentions quite well. "Try and see it from your mentors point of view." He paused, "You are under the protection of the clan. Your parents have no place here." Paleshade flicked her tail with a brief pause of silence, does any cat know what to do? she wondered to herself. "Starclan will show you the path we're meant to be on. I wouldn't worry about it Appleshade." She gave the she-cat a comforting smile and touched her shoulder softly with a paw. "Maybe approach Crowstar about your concern. If this got into the wrong paws, then we'd have something to worry about." She joked, but could I really... be right?
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 10:47:03 GMT -5
Yarrowpaw gave a quiet βsorryβ before continuing to search the old tomβs pelt. βTheyβre good. Plump. Theyβve got new names,β he muttered bitterly, spotting a tick. βSunny and Birdy.β The golden and white tom placed the bile over the tick. βI know it was wrong. But theyβre my kin, whether theyβre clan or not clan.β His voice softened a bit without his permission, and he internally groaned. No warrior spills his feelings like this. Heβs not a kit. Appleshade gave Paleshade a small, thankful smile. βIβm going to make an herb run. Let me know if Yarrowpaw gets into trouble. Send him my way.β She purred, standing and stretching out her legs. Saying goodbye to her friend, the dark ginger she-cat padded out of camp. She greeted her brother as he entered, gently bumping his side in a playful manner. Twistedfoot purred upon seeing his sister, before moving on and dropping three plump mice into the fresh-kill pile. Tawnykit perked up upon seeing the fresh-kill. βFirst one to the fresh-kill pile is a piece of crowfood!β She called to her brother with a mischievous look in her green eyes. ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 13:28:04 GMT -5
( Robinbreeze malruth )) Crowstar took the she-cat's words into account, drawing himself to his paws. "Starclan hasn't spoken in recent moons." Are they punishing us?"I suppose you might be right Starlingfrost, there was a reason I appointed you as my deputy." His claws now retracted, his voice softened. "Let's just assume Starclan has a path for us." Now, his concern reflect that of the posture of Starlingfrost. He flicked his tail on her shoulder reassuringly, "It's our job to make sure the clan doesn't need to worry." For now.Paleshade purred, watching her friend bound off, "Will do!" She called after her. She turned her attention to where Crowstar and Starlingfrost sat, shuffling her paws nervously. I wonder what they're talking about.. She drew a sigh from her maw, and collected herself to her paws. Dustywhisker purred in amusement for the young tom, flicking his tail to touch the apprentice's back. "You remind me of when I was an apprentice." he paused when he felt a sharp tug on his pelt, his fur prickling. "You'll make a great warrior Yarrowpaw." but mouse-sticks! that aches... His eyes studied the young tom, noticing the softness of his tone now. "Your parents are happy and healthy. Though looked down upon, be grateful they aren't badger food."
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 13:39:51 GMT -5
Tawnykit flung herself into the fresh-kill pile, grabbing the biggest mouse and rolling onto her back. Splashkit groaned, flicking his long brown and white tail. βHey! That wasnβt fair! You jumped into the pile!β He hissed, pouncing onto his sister. Ravensong heard their yowling, and padded over to the fresh-kill pile with narrowed eyes. βI hope you two arenβt causing a ruckus.β She mewed, glancing between her kits. βIt would be a shame if i told Crowstar to wait to make you apprentices. After all, no apprentice acts this way. Certainly not a warrior.β The calico said with a sigh. βWell, I guess I should go speak to him-β βNo!β Both kits cried, and she chuckled. βAlright, then. Go eat your mouse and play somewhere else.β Yarrowpaw felt a pang of appreciation for Dustywhisker. Not many cats had tried to sympathize with him- they only punished him. βThanks. Do you think i got them all?β He asked with an excited look in his eye. ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 13:45:18 GMT -5
malruth )) Dustywhisker purred softly now for the young tom, "I feel much better. Stay out of trouble." His tail drew around his paws, and he closed his eyes now. The scent of pine, sap, and the lake flooding his senses. Though old, his sense of smell was as keen as that of a warriors. Yarrowpaw was great company of course, but he knew his moons were drawing nearer and he would appreciate the smells of ShadeClan to accompany him to StarClan. "Run along, get some food." He paused, "I'm not hungry for the time being, you should fill that young belly of yours."
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 13:53:15 GMT -5
Yarrowpaw dipped his head, and grabbed one of Twistedfootβs mice to munch on. He laid down next to Paleshade and gave her a small grin. βSo... am I free now?β The golden tabby asked with an innocent glimmer in his gaze. βYou know how much I enjoy cleaning the elders and helping find a bunch of similar looking herbs, but I think the clan would appreciate me getting to go hunt.β ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 13:59:04 GMT -5
malruth )) Paleshade gave a subtle nod, her whiskers twitching. "I'm surprised Dustywhisker didn't claw your ear off." I almost lost an ear to him when I was an apprentice!She drew herself up to her paws and encouraged the apprentice to run-along now. "Go ahead, stay clear of the borders. We've had rogue attacks. Why don't you find a warrior to accompany you?" She looked around for any cat that might be available beside herself.
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Post by Robinbreeze on Jan 8, 2021 14:01:04 GMT -5
Starlingfrost nodded. It would be quite difficult to reassure the clan, especially if they too worried about the emptiness in the air. But, as always, she knew she would try her best. She watched the camp for a moment, her eyes meeting Paleshadeβs for a moment as she glanced over. βIf something bad weβre to come, Iβm sure Starclan will have something to say. Though I donβt ever recall them being helpful with this matter,β she replied, turning back to Crowstar. βBut anyway, I believe a few cats are itching to do something, as am I. If youβll excuse me, Iβll take a patrol down to the south border. I donβt believe many cats have been there recently and it would be good to fresh markers.β The black and white she-cat stood up and shook out her pelt.
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 14:02:24 GMT -5
βReally?β The young tom asked with a flick of his ears. Usually Paleshade was pretty excited to go out and hunt with him. But he knew better than to push his luck- he didnβt want to be punished again. βAlright, Iβll bring you back something tasty!β He told her, running off to ask Twistedfoot to take him hunting. The dark brown tom sighed as he had just returned, but reluctantly followed the apprentice out of camp. βYou owe me!β He mouthed to Paleshade with a playful grin, running to catch up with Yarrowpaw. ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 14:04:54 GMT -5
Crowstar dipped his head to the deputy, his ears flicking with worry and his gaze laying to rest on the cats in camp, "Why don't you take Paleshade?" I haven't seen her do much to pull her weight.."She could use the fresh air, and I don't suppose you could pick up some prey on the way back? Catch up with Yarrowpaw and Twistedfoot." He paused, letting the breeze ruffle his fur as he watched the apprentice take off out of camp with Twistedfoot. Starlingfrost was right, the clan did need something to lift their spirits. malruth Robinbreeze ))
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 14:12:12 GMT -5
Appleshade made her way back to camp, her jaws full of catnip. It was less than she had wanted, but some was better than none. She noticed Yarrowpaw running off with her brother, babbling about catching a squirrel. The dark ginger chuckled and padded over to her den. Her noticed Crowstar, and sighed. She should speak to him about her worry. It was bothering her, and she wasnβt the type of cat to just let something go. ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 15:12:16 GMT -5
Robinbreeze malruth )) Paleshade acknowledged the deputy with a dip of her head, and bounded off after her, catching up rather quickly. "The forest is a little quiet don't you think?" She prompted Starlingfrost, flicking her tail behind her as they walked. She could smell Yarrowpaw and Twistedfoot off in the distance, the scent of prey in the forest was faint as well. It's almost too quiet, I wonder if Starlingfrost or Crowstar have talked about it recently. Her fur prickled, as she kept pace with the she-cat. Crowstar watched Starlingfrost leave, his tail twitching as does his whiskers. His gaze scans the clearing, laying to rest on Appleshade. Heaving himself to his paws, the black furred leader makes his way down to where the fresh kill pile was, gently grabbing the scrawniest piece of prey, and settling himself down to enjoy it. He preferred to eat with the rest of his clan members, but more often than not, lay restless in his den. He had always wondered why in StarClan he was a leader, he didn't deserve to be one. He couldn't combat the famine or the stench of predators that reeked the forests.
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 15:18:10 GMT -5
Appleshade sighed, shaking her pelt and walking over to Crowstar. βExcuse me, Crowstar. May I speak to you?β She asked, flicking her tail anxiously. βItβs kind of important.β The dark ginger mewed, trying to mask her anxiety and keep her cool. ( ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 15:33:54 GMT -5
malruth )) Crowstar lays a paw to rest on his mouse, glancing up at Appleshade, his tail flicking. Though deaf, he could make out what she said quite clearly in his head. "What is it?" Sitting up now, he drew his tail over his paws, his concern littering his gaze, "Is something wrong?" StarClan hasn't given me or the medicine cat's a sign yet, maybe this is it? He pondered what Appleshade was about to say, his whiskers twitching in anticipation.
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Post by πππ’ππππ on Jan 8, 2021 16:36:42 GMT -5
Hello! I am interested!
Name: Gullyglare Moons: 39 moons. Rank: Warrior Personality: Gullyglare is a pretty open tom, willing to share tips and just be a friend to those in need. Description: Gullyglare is a long-legged, light gray tom with deep amber eyes. He very faded tabby stripes that is revealed in the light. Relationships: Open, just ask! Crush/Mate: None, but open to one! Screenname: α΄Έα΄Όα΄Ώα΄° α΄±Λ£α΄Ύα΄Έα΄ΌΛ’α΄΅α΄Όα΄Ί α΄Ήα΅α΄Ώα΄°α΄±α΄Ώ
Name: Sunstreak Moons: 28 moons. Rank: Warrior Personality: Sunstreak is a no-nonsense she-cat, taking what she has learned to heart and very into the rules. Description: Bright ginger she-cat with long dappled fur. She is larger in size and her eyes emerald green and ice blue. Relationships: Open, just ask! Crush/Mate: None, but open to one! Screenname: α΄Έα΄Όα΄Ώα΄° α΄±Λ£α΄Ύα΄Έα΄ΌΛ’α΄΅α΄Όα΄Ί α΄Ήα΅α΄Ώα΄°α΄±α΄Ώ
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 18:07:34 GMT -5
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 8, 2021 19:43:46 GMT -5
( Robinbreeze) Paleshade nodded her head silently trekking after Starlingfrost in hopes to catch up to Yarrowpaw and Twistedfoot. The scent was strong, they couldn't have gotten far. "I think you're right." Her tail twitched behind her, and the scent of pine, prey, and scent markers wafted the air. The smell of the territory was quite soothing, and she enjoyed the spots of sunlight that flickered through the leaves of the trees.
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Post by Copperstarβ on Jan 8, 2021 20:41:31 GMT -5
Can I enter a cat into this clan or is it too late?
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Post by Copperstarβ on Jan 8, 2021 21:06:59 GMT -5
name- Stormfeather age-26 moons rank- warrior personality- He is a fun-loving tom who is very friendly. He tries to make friends with every cat that he meets. He hopes to one day have a loving mate and kits. Description- Dark grey Tom with large tufted ears that are marked with white splotches and bright green eyes. He also has a long feathery tail and a small white mark on his chest fur relationships-none, all deceased crush/mate- none, but open [Screenname]- Copperstarβname- Cloverpatch age-33 moons rank-warrior personality-Cloverpatch is a shy, guarded she-cat. She tries hard to make friends, but isn't very good at it. She gets nervous around very energetic cats. All she really wants is to make friends. Description- Cloverpatch is a silver she-cat with smooth short fur and amber eyes. She has a black patch that looks like a clover on her muzzle. She also has black patches of fur on her ear tips and her right back paw relationships-none(she was abandoned at the camp as a kit) crush/mate-none, but open [Screenname]- CopperstarβHere's my oc's if they can still join the clan!
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Post by malruth on Jan 8, 2021 23:40:07 GMT -5
βI just... Iβm worried about the clan. Things seem tense, and I havenβt received a message from StarClan in many moons,β Appleshade murmured, flattening her ears to her head, βIβm afraid theyβve abandoned the clan, and me.β She admitted, refusing to meet her leaderβs gaze. βPart of my job as a medicine cat is to be in contact with StarClan, to see things no other cat can see, but recently Iβve seen nothing. Have they abandoned me, or was I simply not supposed to even be a medicine cat at all?β She fretted with a sigh. ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 9, 2021 2:46:24 GMT -5
Copperstarβ - you can still join! Just fill out the form ))
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Post by ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½
on Jan 9, 2021 2:51:16 GMT -5
malruth )) Crowstar's eyes narrowed at this, she was appointed for a reason, StarClan must speak to her somehow. Is their silence something to be alarmed about? He drew a sigh, his claws now etching into the soil beneath. All the semi-deaf tom wanted to do, was just shut the voices out. All of them. "I assure you StarClan has not abandoned us." With a contorted huff, he glanced at the sky; "We fear what we don't know yet." There is no telling when we'll know."As of now, we're at peace. StarClan could have a path for us. It's not unusual for them to be silent." However, they hadn't spoken a word to Crowstar, not even in his sleep. "Before I became Crowstar, I was given a prophecy." The black tom flicked his tail, "I refused to share it with any other cat." Because I was selfish."I believe the right time to do so, would be now."
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