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Post by aether on Jul 12, 2021 9:15:28 GMT -5
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Post by aether on Jul 12, 2021 9:23:13 GMT -5
i'll be posting replies and starters and everything tomorrow!
and i've said that about five times but i'm feeling it guys xD
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jul 12, 2021 9:26:04 GMT -5
(WOOHOOOO!!)
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
pfp made by sparkscatter
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 12, 2021 10:35:37 GMT -5
Sounds good!!)
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Post by shadowstreak on Jul 12, 2021 12:18:56 GMT -5
(yayayay!)
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Post by aether on Jul 12, 2021 19:36:44 GMT -5
[ aye look. i'm here! i said i would be here and i'm here! (wow) Cx
all jokes aside, i'm gonna start working on some replies! ]
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Post by aether on Jul 12, 2021 19:43:55 GMT -5
 Jackdawstar - 🍃
- 🌒 - Silentstar, Stormchill, HeathClan, BluffClan ;;
- 🌒 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🌒 - ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ , Tealraven ;;
In all his exhaustion, Jackdawstar could offer Stormchill a looked filled with warmth and appreciation; he'd noticed how diligent and dutiful the tom had been during the escape from the moor. Had his fogged and tired mind not been so hard to navigate, the raven black leader would have offered words of encouragement. However, on this occasion, grief and exhaustion weighed so heavily on his mind that his maw opened to speak, only for silence to fill the air. When Silentstar stepped up and spoke for him he felt his shoulders slump gratefully. Come on Jackdawstar... you're supposed to be a leader! They need you more now than ever! He scraped his claws over the gravelly surface underpaw and squeezed his eyes closed, his ears remained perked and alert as Silentstar called to the clans directing orders. She's exhausted too, but she remains so strong. He lifted his gaze to look at her speckled sides - admiration unfurled like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon in his chest; if I was half the leader she is then I would feel content.
Silentstar's orders slowly faded and in their wake came a horrified whisper, one that made ever fiber of Jackdawstar's being turn to ice. Staring ahead, he saw the very thing that caused such a reaction. "No!" His voice croaked and a surge of desperation gave him the strength to step forward, as though the extra two or three steps would help him see the scene more clearly. Giant twoleg monsters with fluorescent yellow shells made easy work of what was the HeathClan camp. With giant claws they grappled the earth and upturned it, crumbling boulders and decimating every last bit of hope that Jackdawstar held that they would ever be able to return home. "My clan..." his voice was barely a whisper, his tone so torn it would make a kit wail.
Given the silence around him, bare the whistling of the wind, Jackdawstar assumed every cat was watching the horror unfold. He watched for what felt like moons before he was able to turned his horrified yellow gaze away from the scene. If we were still there we would be dead now. The realization sent a chill down his spine. It was a cruel way of easing his conscience at making the clans flee. "Okay everyone," he began, forcing his voice to be steady, "let's get to hunting. We can't change what happened, but we can make sure we are safe now." He watched cats as they shared looks among themselves and he willed them the strength to continue.
 Stonepelt - 🌊
- 🐚 - Gullfeather ;;
- 🐚 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐚 - shadowstreak ;;
The silence that parted his words and hers felt like a gorge between two mountains and with each accelerated heartbeat the gorge grew wider and wider. His tail tip twitched with agitated suspense until finally Gullfeather spoke. With four simple words, the gorge evaporated and the two mountains collided; rocky and chaotic. Much like the pair themselves. Her words were not comforting or heartwarming yet they caused Stonepelt's lips to tug into a smile because she didn't turn him away. Likely from Gullfeather's perspective he appeared like an apprentice who had just caught his first piece of prey, his eyes glowed and he stood a little straighter. In his own mind, he was perfectly normal and naturally cool. "Well, I think that's a fair trad-"
Whatever he had been about to say was cut off by the shocked murmurs that rippled through the clan cats. He paused and raised his chin to follow the gazes of everyone around him and he witnessed the horrific sight of HeathClan camp being destroyed. His maw slackened in disbelief. His camp had already been destroyed but now that HeathClan was gone too it was a sign: there was no coming back. "It's... gone..." his voice didn't waver, it was smooth and cool as though he didn't truly process what was happening and was instead on autopilot. There wasn't much time for the cats to process however before Jackdawstar reiterated the importance of hunting.
We can't be silly right now, we need to hunt and make sure everyone is fed! Stonepelt gave his pelt a shake to reduce the anxiety he felt and he looked back to Gullfeather, "Let's hunt together, I'm sure there's some morsels around here we can give to the queens and elders." He obviously wouldn't say such a thing, but the thought of having her company at a time like this was comforting.
 Brooksong - 🌊
- 🎶 - Open! ;;
- 🎶 - Mountain base! ;;
- 🎶 - @ Open! ;;
Brooksong watched with soft amusement as Stonepelt stiffly approached Gullfeather. The young molly stifled an amused purr and she recalled how often she would offer advice to the hot-headed tom when they shared the apprentice den. A shy smile formed on her maw. Gullfeather seems to perfect for him... A wistful flicker crossed her countenance before she let out a small sigh and shook her head. Moving along, she check the elders were settling. She nosed the tired BluffClan kits as they wearily explored a bit too far from Feathersoul's side, and she stopped by warriors to ask how they were feeling. Generally, most were stunned and exhausted, so Brooksong encouraged them to rest. However fit warriors such as Fernheart, Stagrunner, and Thunderflash she suggested they hunt.
Finally, she settled down herself. While the majority of cats separated to hunt or clumped together to friends, she remained on the outskirts. "I'll hunt too..." I'll just rest my paws a minute. She laid on her stomach with her paws tucked under her chest and briefly she let her eyes flutter to a close. The breeze that ran up the moor was cold and with little protection she feared they would be in for a long night.
 Featherfall - 🌊
- 🕊 - Shadepelt, Harestep ;;
- 🕊 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🕊 - fire, shadowstreak ;;
Everything was quite... overwhelming. After having found a small clump of moss, Featherfall had divvied out what littler there was to Vixenshine and her newborn kits, but she felt solemn as she watched the tiny kits paw into the bone-thin mothers stomach. Would the HeathClan queen have enough to give them? Silently and with a small dip of her head, Featherfall turned and padded towards the slope. She would struggle to rest if she knew cats were hungry; no, rather, she would struggle to rest at all tonight. With all that happened - including the sudden destruction of the HeathClan camp - she was finding herself uncharacteristically agitated. As she padded forward, she found herself drawn into a small crowd of cats. Shadepelt asked if she would hunt alongside him and Harestep, the HeathClan tom. She gave a nod and looked to Harestep with a diplomatic stare; fair but reserved. Given no questions were directed to her she remained quiet and alert.
 Rowanblaze - 🍃
- 🍁 - With ;;
- 🍁 - Location ;;
- 🍁 - Tag ;;
testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour testing position and colour.  Whiskerflick - 🌊
- 🐈 - Scartletfall ;;
- 🐈 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐈 - Ember34 ;;
Watching the HeathClan camp be destroyed much like how his own had been torn from beneath him filled Whiskerflick with empathetic dread. This time was not to be wasted, even before Silentstar and Jackdawstar had called for hunters to fetch prey he knew that with what little daylight they had left he had to make use of himself. Being young and energetic, Whickerflick was determined to work hard to feed as many of his clansmates - and HeathClan cats - as possible. He glanced to his right where he saw elders begin to settle down and lick at their sore pads, then he glanced to his left. A small orange frame was nearest to him and Whiskerflick tilted his head. What was her name again? I've seen her at Gatherings but... "Scarletfall!" The outburst was sudden and surprisingly chirpy as he was pleased he was able to recall the name of the shy HeathClan warrior. Bounding closer to the she-cat, Whiskerflick grinned curiously, "Let's go hunt, I caught a shrew scent over there somewhere-" he pointed in the direction with his nose "-so I think we can get something over there." For a cat who'd just witnessed the destruction of a camp he seemed strangely jovial. It wasn't that he didn't care, but moreso that there wasn't any choice. Would he remain depressed and hollow forever? Or would he try to make the most of the situation?
aights, lets do this (:<
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Post by fire on Jul 13, 2021 5:12:21 GMT -5
aether I included Brooksong as part of Shadepelt's patrol when I wrote it out a few weeks ago, if you want her to join that!
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Post by aether on Jul 13, 2021 5:34:23 GMT -5
[ oh yeah ^-^
actually i'll wait on brooksong and see if frost wants to do anything with rushingfire! otherwise i'll chuck her in a patrol haha ]
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Post by fire on Jul 13, 2021 7:45:47 GMT -5
Shadepelt
Tom | Warrior | 24 moons
Mountains | Harestep, Featherfall (shadowstreak , aether )
Shadepelt nodded as Harestep asked his name, and responded, "Yep. Nice to meet you, Harestep." Looking around, he noticed that the Clan cats were beginning to break off into small groups; some were aiming to gather food, while others wanted to find bedding. Suddenly realizing that Harestep was the only other cat nearby, and wondering what had happened with the others that he had seen, he said, "Well, we should probably get going." Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Featherfall giving Harestep a quiet stare, and wondered if the HeathClan tom had seen her. Flicking Featherfall with the tip of his tail awkwardly he said, "Make sure we all stick together. I'd hate to get lost in these mountains."
Breaking away from the spot they were at, he began to lead the way along the base of the mountains, his paws padding through short grass not far from the rocky landscape. He began to scent the air, trying to discern any prey-scent from the tang of Twolegs that still seemed to be present this far from the camp. Finally catching a scent of rabbit, he thought to himself. Since Harestep was a HeathClan cat, and used to running quickly in open areas, perhaps he'd have the best luck pursuing the creature. Looking at the tom he said, "You smell that? There's a rabbit not far from us. Do you think you could see if you can catch it? You'd probably have the best chance of getting it out of all of us."
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 13, 2021 7:48:06 GMT -5
Not me already forgetting the colors and being to tired to go try looking back) Scarletfall-Mountain Base-Whislerflick( aether) Scarletfall almost jumped right out of her pelt at the sound voice calling to her. The she cat stepped back nervously from the tom. She had seen him at gatherings before, but she never socialized much at them, often just choosing to stay away from others, or just follow around a cat from her clan that followed her to. Her ears pulled back a bit, as she thought over his question. It wouldn't hurt to hunt, maybe it will help get her head cleared from everything. "A-alright," she stammered out to him. She didnt fault him for being upbeat, there seemed to be others that still held high spirits despite everything. She looked in the direction the tom gesture in scenting at the air. She rose to her paws. Dipping her head for him to lead the way. |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jul 13, 2021 8:57:59 GMT -5
(I’ll get some replies up tonight! Or attempt to! Struggling with a migraine today.)
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 13, 2021 12:02:08 GMT -5
( heck yeah! thanks for the tag aether, I'm easily forgetful. My apologies~
Aside from Stormchill, all of my other cats are available to interact with! My posts for them are on the previous page c: )
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Post by aether on Jul 13, 2021 20:53:25 GMT -5
Whiskerflick - 🌊
- 🐈 - Scarletfall ;;
- 🐈 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐈 - Ember34 ;;
Scarletfall seemed quiet and reserved, which didn't come as a surprised to Whiskerflick who'd seen her at Gatherings, often at the edge of the crowd and with only a few clan mates. He hadn't the mind to consider why she would be so inclined to her solitary life; truth be told, he didn't know anything of her past. Once she'd agreed to hunt he sent her a warm smile and nodded, "Great! Let's go, we'll see who can catch the most," there was no competitive spark to his words, just a sense of upbeat comradery. Turning tail, he set off in the direction he'd point to before. As they moved down the slope the scent of shrew became stronger and he licked his lips at the thought of digging his fangs into a piece of prey. Despite the abrupt growl of his stomach he knew it wouldn't be for him though. Cats like Vixenshine and Feathersoul, or Sagetail and Shadedspeck needed prey more than anyone else. Gesturing silently with his ears, Whiskerflick motioned that he would go and catch the shrew. He peeled away from Scarletfall in a crouch, bunching his muscles tautly and placing each step with expert hunting precision. His muscled hind legs - a trait for a bluff hunting warrior - moved powerfully with each step.
Soon the shrew was in his sights, nibbling cautiously on a seed under a withered bush. A few more paces forward and Whiserflick pounced, landing squarely on the shrew and landing a final blow swiftly. Success! He straightened up and looked to Scarletfall with childish delight, "Got it!"
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Post by aether on Jul 13, 2021 20:59:29 GMT -5
[ I'm glad to see everyone is coming back into it! This is great C:
Just wanted to note:
- Foxpounce is open. If anyone wanted to plot with this hot-headed boy lemme know!
- Seapaw is open. If anyone wanted to RP some apprentices!
- Sagetail is open, he's an old man lol.
- Rowanblaze is open! He is a sweetie pie.
Also I wanted to note:
~Skyblaze~ has a lot of important characters to many plots, however, last I heard from her, she was going through a really hard time. All her characters will remain and plots will be saved however I think it should be okay if someone needs to mention/use her characters for something specific that is okay. We shouldn't outright RP her characters but it's okay to use them to move the plot, etc.
willowflower also hasn't been on in a while which is okay! I'll leave his characters too, it's the same thing really. We won't directly RP his characters but can use them to move plot if needed. ]
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
pfp made by sparkscatter
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 13, 2021 21:13:02 GMT -5
Scarletfall-Mountian Base-Whiskerflick(aether) Scarletfall walked along after the tom. Sending a glance to the gathered cats, she was glad to get away from the large group. Looking at him when he proposed a contest of catching the most, though it was clear he didn't mean for an actual challenge to be placed, it still filled her with some determination to try her best hunting. She watched as he crouched pausing briefly before continuing slowly to avoid alerting the shrew. She scented the air, catching the faintest scent of a mouse. It was at least looking into. She made her movements a bit slower as she made her way toward the scent. |
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Post by shadowstreak on Jul 13, 2021 23:39:16 GMT -5
(so glad things are picking up again! i’m so happy to see everyone c: I have a busy week, but i will try to get replies up by this weekend at the latest!)
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Post by aether on Jul 14, 2021 0:49:10 GMT -5
Whiskerflick - 🌊
- 🐈 - Scarletfall ;;
- 🐈 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐈 - Ember34 ;;
Whiskerflick's golden gaze followed Scarletfall as she moved off to follow a scent. Instead of following an possibly disturbing the hunt, he bent down to hide the shrew in the tinder tendrils of the bush. It was then he noticed how small and thin the screw was and he frowned at the sight; it would hardly be two mouthfuls. The prey is just as hungry as we are. Turning his head slowly to look over his shoulders he admired the steep mountain they were about to climb and briefly he hesitated. Would the prey in the mountains be plentiful? Or would they struggle and starve just as much in the cold ravines? Come on, Whiskerflick, you can't get all worried now! We have no choice where we go and if you start getting defeated who will help others stay optimistic? With a quiver of his whiskers he nodded firmly to himself. He would do his best to stay optimistic and feed the clans.
Turning back, he followed Scarletfall's scent with silent expertise, stopping to watch her hunt once he caught sight of her orange pelt.
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Post by aether on Jul 14, 2021 0:49:58 GMT -5
[ hey shadowstreak ! i'm happy too! C: hope your week is going well, even if its busy, and i look forward to your reply! ]
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
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Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 14, 2021 1:05:23 GMT -5
Scarletfall-Mountain Base-Whiskerflick(aether) Scarletfall ahd relaxed as she got into the mindset for hunting. As she got closer to the prey. She waited till she saw a good opening and kept forward, giving a quick bite to the back of its neck before she stood up, observing the catch. It was very small, probably no older then having just left its mother's nest. It might work for a kit or two to eat, it was the right size for them. Picking it up she walked over to a small bush, digging a small crevice under it she placed the mouse underneath. The ginger she cat gave her paws a few quick licks. She tasted the air as she looked to see if any more prey was nearby. She could scent Whiskerflick. She glanced around and soon saw him. "You know for a contest you aren't..working very hard," she tried to joke towards him, though her ears pulled back nervously. |
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Post by aether on Jul 14, 2021 18:39:18 GMT -5
Whiskerflick - 🌊
- 🐈 - Scarletfall ;;
- 🐈 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐈 - Ember34 ;;
The jest from the nervous molly was a pleasant surprise that caused Whiskerflick to purr in amusement, "Okay, we are getting serious huh?" He grinned broadly and lashed his tail playfully. His paws began to scrape over the earth in anticipation, he lifted his nose and took a deep breath but found that the air was stale. "Let's move down a bit, I think we've caught everything here." He gestured with his muzzle for Scarletfall to follow before he began to move down the slope. The ground beneath his paws was a mixture of gravel, hard stone, and sprigs of grass. As they started moving down the sprigs of grass began covering more and more earth, overtaking the gravel as they moved towards the moor. "How are you going?" Whiskerflick asked suddenly. His eyes were fixed ahead, alert for any signs of prey, but his tone was kind and compassionate.
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Name Colour, Custom Stars
Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
pfp made by sparkscatter
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 14, 2021 22:38:51 GMT -5
Scarletfall-Mountian Base-Whiskerflick(aether) Scarletfall nodded, not scenting anything else. She followed after him, enjoying the change to the moor. It gave some form of familiarity. "Going...?" She flicked her ears back confused by his question. "If you mean doing...." She didn't know how she was to be honest. "How about you?" She chose not answer the question. She didn't feel like trying to figure out her emotions at the moment, sides there was work to be done anyways, her feelings weren't important. |
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Post by aether on Jul 15, 2021 10:49:47 GMT -5
[ also i haven't forgotten about this place i just was working on my other rp which is done now so i can reply tomorrow haha ]
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jul 16, 2021 17:45:16 GMT -5
Silentstar Molly ; Leader ; 70 Moons
❖ [ ) ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Shadedspeck Tom ; Elder ; 150 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Feathersoul Molly ; Queen ; 35 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [Open] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• Tinykit Tom ; Kit ; 1 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan] •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Rushingfire Tom ; Senior Warrior ; 68 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Mysticpaw Tom ; Apprentice ; 8 Moons
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Graypebble Molly ; Elder ; 76 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Eaglecry Tom ; Warrior ; 20 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Foxtumble Tom ; Warrior ; 28 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [Open] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• Swiftpaw Molly ; Apprentice ; 10 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan] •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Moonpaw Molly ; Apprentice ; 10 Moons
This is where you rp,
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Spiderwatcher Molly ; Warrior ; 40 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• (Gonna work on these on my phone. It may take me some time.  ) |
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Post by aether on Jul 17, 2021 5:36:52 GMT -5
Whiskerflick - 🌊
- 🐈 - Scarletfall ;;
- 🐈 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐈 - Ember34 ;;
It was obvious that Scarletfall had dodged his question. He glanced to her with curious yellow eyes, spending a few moments to silently study her. Just about all of her exterior communicated she was guarded; the way her ears flicked back and forth, the way her tail moved, and the hardly made eye contact. It was clear from the beginning she was shy - that didn't surprise Whiskerflick - so he merely shrugged. He wouldn't force her to talk if she didn't want to, to be fair, they hardly knew anything about each other. "I'm okay," he meowed honestly, "I could be better, but I try my best to not get too caught up in the situation. I could cry forever about losing my home but..." his words trailed as he tilted his head upwards in an attempt to think of the right words to expressive his thoughts, "but I feel like I'd be much more useful if I try and stay happy for everyone else."
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Post by shadowstreak on Jul 18, 2021 20:50:50 GMT -5
( Finally back and able to get some replies up! Thank you all for your patience c: )
Gullfeather - BluffClan - Stonepelt ( aether ) It didn't take long for Stonepelt's countenance to shift into one much more relaxed - confident, almost - and Gullfeather was half-tempted to change her mind. While what the tom was feeling was relief, the white and gray she-cat misinterpreted his reaction as dismissive of his earlier actions. However, before she had the chance to say anything else (and thank StarClan for that), Stonepelt was already speaking. Despite wanting him to grovel a bit more, just catching the first words out of his mouth already had Gullfeather's ears growing warm. He was accepting her silly offer; they would be doing things together again. Suddenly, this strange place didn't feel as cold. However, the feeling didn't last long as Stonepelt's words were cut off by the wave of distress that swept over the cats around them. Gaze moving from Stonepelt to the direction they had come, Gullfeather's green eyes grew wide with shock. HeathClan's camp was being turned into nothing, and now every cat here was united in the sense that they had no home. No place to return to. No place that was familiar. Nothing. Unable to find words to say, she just watched, unblinking. Finally, she became aware of her surroundings again when Stonepelt spoke. It's gone. She didn't respond - there was nothing else to say. Thankfully, Stonepelt spoke again, this time suggesting something she could actually act on. After a few heartbeats, she brought her gaze back to him and nodded. "I'll come," She agreed, rising to her paws, cutting him another glance, "But only because if I didn't you wouldn't be able to catch anything." She knew that this wasn't the time for humor, but she couldn't help herself. If she didn't force a mood shift, however inappropriate, she would be stuck drowning in the reality of what was happening behind them. Harestep - HeathClan - Featherfall ( aether ), Shadepelt ( fire ) As murmuring broke out among the cats, the HeathClan tom forced himself to stay focused on the cats forming the hunting patrol around him. That morning, he had made sure to look upon his home as he had always known it to be. He had said his goodbye then and refused to replace that final image of his camp with whatever the two legs were doing to it now. Shadepelt acknowledged another cat behind the tom and Harestep turned his head to see the BluffClan she-cat. Dipping his head out of both respect and embarrassment at not noticing her earlier, Harestep returned the stare he was being given (albeit with more warm, less intense eyes), "Featherfall, it is good to see you." He remembered her from gatherings and a few patrols. He had never really spoken with her, but always thought she seemed to be a very respectable warrior. "We are fortunate to have you on the patrol."
Seeing that Shadepelt was taking off, Harestep stretched his hind limbs as quickly as he could manage and followed after the black tom. In what seemed like no time at all, the cats had made their way near the base of the mountain. Shadepelt was already stopping and catching scent of nearby prey. Parting his jaws slightly, the long-limbed tom tasted the frigid air and his tail flicked in acknowledgement. "Yes, I smell it." Taking a moment to survey the area, Harestep nodded and spoke again to his companions. "It seems pretty open here, but if it runs towards the base of the mountain, I'm worried we'll lose it in the cracks or the brambles. Shadepelt, if you or Featherfall want to take the backside in case it runs that way, I can go after it and try to catch it here in the open before it tries to head there."
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Post by aether on Jul 21, 2021 19:26:22 GMT -5
[ my reply will be up tonight after i get from work! C: ]
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Post by aether on Jul 22, 2021 6:34:28 GMT -5
[ sorry i was going to have my reply up tonight but i'm pretty tired, so i'll have more inspiration in the morning Cx ]
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Post by aether on Jul 22, 2021 23:52:08 GMT -5
Stonepelt - 🌊
- 🐚 - Gullfeather ;;
- 🐚 - Mountain Base ;;
- 🐚 - shadowstreak ;;
Knowing that he'd been forgiven gave Stonepelt a sense of comfort as he realized now, without a doubt, the territories they'd called home were officially destroyed. BluffClan couldn't return to their home on the cliff side after the intense raid only the day before, when the twolegs trampled through the camp and crumpled everything in their path. Now that the HeathClan camp was gone... His eyes glazed momentarily, seeming to become overwhelmed, until Gullfeather spoke once more. Her voice interrupted his thoughts and pulled him back to the earth, he flexed his claws over the hard stone underpaw and looked to her as she continued, her attempt at a joke wasn't timed particularly well, however it was comforting. The world would truly be over if Gullfeather ever lost her spark, he mused, and flicked his tail with the hints of amusement.
"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled in a gravely, flat tone. His grouchy demeanor returned, although as he started to pad down the slope he turned his head to make sure she was following as though he were an apprentice and she his mentor. The wind began to pick up as the protective rocks turned into open moor, the scent of prey was few and far between; to be honest, he didn't know if there was anything to catch at all.
"There isn't a stinkin' rabbit on this moor," his ears flicked irritably as he took a moment to scan the area. Where hills and rabbit holes once made this territory prey rich, it was now upturned and twoleg-touched. "It we were back on the bluff I'd case enough birds to feed us all," he flexed his claws as thought to emphasize his point as he spoke. The fact that even BluffClan cats were starved made this a lie - birds had left the bluff soon after twolegs had invaded - but Stonepelt had been an esteemed hunter in the time before.
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Post by shadowstreak on Jul 28, 2021 21:24:45 GMT -5
Gullfeather - BluffClan - Stonepelt (aether)
Following as Stonepelt took the lead, Gullfeather did her best to ignore all of the other cats as they made their way towards the open land. She couldn't help but shiver as they passed through the whispers and mutters of their clanmates and of the HeathClan cats; though, she did not know if the prickling she felt under her pelt was from the unceasing wind or the bubbling anxiety of the cats around her. Thankfully, it didn't take long for them to make their way through and out into the open. Pausing, she took a deep breath that made her lungs tight, but at least cleared her head. However, Stonepelt did not stop and Gullfeather bounded after him, slowing down after she caught up to try and seem uninterested. What does it matter if he thinks I like being around him or not? She thought crossly, chastising herself. I'm behaving like a clueless apprentice! As she decided to give up caring what Stonepelt thought of her, the gray tom turned and met her gaze for a moment and Gullfeather's brief resolve to not care was promptly gone just as quickly as it had come.
When Stonepelt spoke, it startled her slightly, but after a heartbeat the gray and white warrior murmured an agreement. There was nothing to catch here. Flattening her ears as another gust of wind swept around the two cats, Gullfeather narrowed her eyes as she scanned the territory around them. Nothing. At Stonepelt's comment, Gullfeather looked at him with genuine admiration. She remembered how talented he had been at hunting back before the two legs came and ruined everything. Gullfeather was pretty average at hunting; her strong, muscular build made her much better suited for patrolling, guarding, and battling if needed. "Well, now you're just as bad as the elders; talking about how great you used to be back in the 'old days.'" She snorted, taking a step closer so she could nudge him with her shoulder. "But in your defense, it does really suck out here. I can't imagine any prey living here on purpose." |
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