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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 14, 2021 15:45:47 GMT -5
I wanted to start a quick low maintenance roleplay to have some fun and have something to do to clear my mind, so here is a jump in! Rules? basically just be nice and have realistic cats. write up a quick description like in the allegiances with name, age, and looks. no need to wait for me to approve characters! just jump on in and have fun, feel free to contribute to plot ideas and such.
setting & plot ;; a pack of wolves emerged from the mountains and has attacked thistleclan in the middle of the night, ruthlessly taking over their camp and showing no mercy to the group of cats. With so many wolves to fight against it was impossible to win so Birdstar led her clan out of camp to escape. They took refuge in the barn on the nearby farmland.
softflight, the deputy, was slain by the wolf pack and birdstar is also killed before she was able to appoint a new deputy, leaving the clan without leadership. It now up to ThistleClan to work out who will become the next leader. Will they be able to work out their differences and come to an agreement, or will loyalty be tested as the cats divide themselves over who they support? Perhaps they will split and a second clan will form?
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 14, 2021 15:45:58 GMT -5
leader ;;
Birdstar | 57 moons | tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes and white paws | ren
deputy ;;
killed by wolves, to be chosen
medicine cat ;;
Cherryblaze | 36 moons | Bright orange she-cat with forest green eyes. | copperstar
medicine cat apprentice ;;
open
warriors ;;
Streamclaw | 66 moons | thin and long-legged blue-gray tom with blue eyes | ren
Thunderskip | 54 moons | Thick-furred black tom with white legs and pale green eyes. | copperstar
Mothstrike | 41 moons | gray tabby she-cat with green eyes | ren
Raccoontail | 36 moons | brown but gray-ish tabby tom-cat, with a tail striped like a raccoon's. His underbelly is a dark cream color, and muzzle the same. His eyes are yellow-amber. | rxsethxrn
Sootwhisker | 36 moons | A lithe, long-furred black tom with uneven white tuxedo markings and minty green eyes. | aether
Brackensong | 29 moons | white and brown tabby tom with yellow eyes | ren
Dewspark | 26 moons | Sleek-furred golden and grey she-cat with bright copper eyes. | copperstar
apprentices ;;
Fawnpaw | 11 moons | light cream tabby and white tom with amber eyes | ren
Echopaw | 7 moons | Small golden tom with one blue eye and one green eye | blitz
Honeypaw | 7 moons | diluted calico she-cat with yellow eyes | ren
Cloverpaw(shine) | 7 moons | Fluffy seal point she-cat with bright blue eyes. | copperstar
queens & kits ;;
open
elders ;;
open
outsiders ;;
Sofie | 42 moons | A soft-furred white she-cat with mottled brown splashes and vivid green eyes. | a farm cat from nearby where the clan is sheltering who becomes intrigued by the clan | aether
Shook | 16 moons | large ginger tabby tom with white toes and chest and yellow eyes | barn cat | ren
Asher | 8 moon's | a solid ginger tom with amber eyes | loner | blitz
deceased ;;
Softflight | 66 moons | small white and blue patched she-cat with green eyes [former deputy, killed by wolves]
Gorgeleap | 66 moons | bulky gray tabby tom with green eyes [killed by wolves]
Rosepetal | 129 moons | small tortoiseshell and white she-cat with green eyes [killed by wolves]
Grayleaf | 125 moons | blue tabby tom with green eyes [killed by wolves]
relationships ;;
kinship ;;
[mother] + Gorgeleap = Brackensong
Rosepetal + Grayleaf = Streamclaw, Softflight, Gorgeleap
love ;;
Birdstar and Thunderskip are mates
mentors ;;
warrior mentors Fawnpaw
Raccoontail mentors Echopaw
warrior mentors Honeypaw
warrior mentors Cloverpaw
open for relations ;;
Birdstar is open to kits and siblings
Streamclaw is open to kits, mate, and kin
Brackensong is open to mother and littermates
Fawnpaw is open to kin
Honeypaw is open to kin
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 14, 2021 15:47:52 GMT -5
Beams of light stretched across the old barn's floor, signaling that the sun had risen. Birdstar slowly padded to the open door and peered outside, her pawsteps heavy and eyes clouded with sleepiness and sorrow.
The grass glistened, still wet from the downpour from the night before, although now the rain had cleared. Birds chirped and the sun warmed her fur. She couldn't enjoy the beautiful morning, her thoughts kept drifting back to the previous night. The barks and snarls of those wolves... the jaws gripping into her clanmates, her loved ones. She lost a life. She witnissed Softflight, her deputy, get dragged away by a beast while trying to protect the leader's unconscious body. She didn't know whag to do. There must have been at least 10 wolves attacking! So she gathered as many surviving clanmates she could find and fled, leaving the territory and coming to hide in the barn. StarClan, did I make the right choice? There was no way we could have fought against those wolves... She sighed, closing her eyes and taking a steadying breath.
She'd done a headcount when they arrived at the barn and several clanmates were unaccounted for. They couldn't all be dead, surely. She wanted to gather a small group to head back to camp and search for them. It would be dangerous, since the wolves might still be there, not to mention devastating to go back to their trampled camp to see the bodies of their slauhhtered families... Shaking her head, Birdstar turned back into the barn to survey who was awake.
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Post by aether on Mar 14, 2021 23:31:08 GMT -5
Sootwhisker | 36 moons | A lithe, long-furred black tom with uneven white tuxedo markings and minty green eyes.
Sofie | 42 moons | A soft-furred white she-cat with mottled brown splashes and vivid green eyes. - Sofie is a farm cat from nearby where the clan is sheltering who becomes intrigued by the clan, if that's okay.
Both are open to romance or family relations! ^-^
Reference Photos:
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Post by aether on Mar 15, 2021 0:34:52 GMT -5
The rough pink of Sofie's nose twitched as she stared at the abandoned barn from the protection of a bracken clump. Her green eyes rounded with curiosity, taking in the strange scents of the even stranger cats she'd seen clamber exhaustively into the old barn the night before. She recalled vividly the blood-scent tang of a cat when she'd hunted for mice nearby, in the darkness she didn't want to approach the strangers. In the milky morning light she was able to get a better idea of them. The scent of them in the air seemed an emulsion of the forest. Her head tipped curiously. Why would they take shelter in that rickety old barn if they are from the forest? Didn't they know the farmer had ceased using it moons ago once he'd replaced it with a much larger, flashier barn a few fields away? The old barn would only have sodden, old hay. She stiffened as a tortoiseshell shape appeared in the doorway beneath where the barn door rocked on its hinges. Sofie's brown-splashed ears swiveled and strained to take in any words the molly might say but she remained silent. She looks... sad. At least, she certainly didn't seem like she wanted to be sheltering in the old barn.
Being raised a farm cat all her life, Sofie was accustomed to crossing paths with travelers but usually they seemed... happier, and always there were only a few cats. She recalled in the darkness watching a dark sea of pelts slug across the grass to the barn. Fluffing her pelt, Sofie considered if she should approach them. There are so many of them though...
A breeze swept of the farmlands, basking her nose with the familiar scent of sheep and cows from uphill. Uphill?! Well, if even if she did decide to leave the cats to their own devices, that tortoiseshell molly would surely smell her scent and know she was there regardless. Sofie sighed and mentally kicked herself; she was fine at hunting for her own food but lacked skill and awareness. Slowly, she slipped out from the bracken. She padded forward a few paces towards the stranger in the doorway and lifted her tail in a friendly greeting. I come in peace. "Hello there," her voice was smooth and kind like a song, "I saw we had some guests arrive last night." She stopped so there was a fox-length distance between herself and the tortoiseshell cat and sat down, bringing her tail over to wrap atop her fore-paws. "What brings you to the old barn?" Her head tipped and her eyes glimmered with interest.
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 15, 2021 6:13:18 GMT -5
As she looked over her clan, scattered across the old barn's floor in impromptu sleeping positions, she was mentally gathering a group to brave the wolves and head back towards their camp to check for survivors. If she could go by herself she would, that would risk no more lives beside her own, but if she were to find survivors she would likely need the help to bring them back to their temporary shelter. Birdstar had just begun to pad back into the barn, away from the rickety door, when a gentle breeze wafted in her direction. It carried the scent of crops and farm animals, along with that of another cat. The tortoiseshell stopped and turned back towards the farmland outside, her ears pricking forward in interest and eyes widening in hope. For a brief moment she had hoped that this was one of their unaccounted for clanmates, but that thought was quickly dismissed. She didn't recognize the scent of this stranger and they didn't carry the distinct smell of their forest home. Focusing a narrowed gaze on the bracken in the near distance, watching as a mottled brown she-cat emerged from the cover and approached the barn.
Instinctively, the leader's fur bristled and her muscles tensed. They might be invading on this stranger's territory, so she wasn't sure whether they would be friendly or not. She had no issue protecting her broken clan if need be. Although it seemed she wouldn't have to, as the she-cat came near she showed no signs of hostility, holding a rather friendly posture and sitting down a distance away. Birdstar relaxed some, allowing her fur to flatten, but remained standing in a position where she would not let her guard down.
"Greetings. I apologize if we're intruding." She began a friendly but short greeting. It would be best if too much information was not shared, so she wasn't projecting the clan's current state of weakness. Before she could continue, Honeypaw appeared beside her, causing Birdstar to nearly jump out of her skin. She hadn't even heard the small apprentice approach. Had she been beside her the whole time?
Honeypaw peered outside the barn beside her leader, her yellow eyes raking over the mottled brown and white pelt, studying her intensely with no shame. A barn cat, probably. Did she live here? "Our camp was attacked by a bunch of wolves trying to kill us. We had to leave." She said plainly, earning a flick over her muzzle from Birdstar's tail.
"That's enough Honeypaw, go back inside." The leader scolded her. She took a step back but still watched, curious about the interaction.
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Post by aether on Mar 15, 2021 6:54:17 GMT -5
 Sofie
- 🍂 - Birdstar, Honeypaw ;;
- 🍂 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🍂 - renaissance ;;
Sofie eyed the stranger for a moment, taking in the way her body tensed in preparation for a fight, or the defensive flicker in her blue gaze. Her mind swirled with thoughts of the stranger but she held her tongue against spilling out mouthfuls of questions. For the curt greeting she received it seemed like the molly wasn't up for much conversation. She opened her maw to reply but paused as a smaller molly stepped up. Sofie's green eyes widened slightly at the sight of the young cat - no older than a kit - who was small but lean. Was that what it was like to live in a forest? She blinked and her ears twitched at the small cat's words.
"Wolves?!" Sofie gasped in honest shock and she felt her soft fur prickle at the thought. She noted the strange name that the small calico was called - Honeypaw. She'd never heard a name like it. These cats seem far more complicated then I originally thought! Sofie wasn't sure where to settle her eyes, on the tortoiseshell or on Honeypaw.
She cleared her throat and shook her head to clear it, removing the dumbstruck look she'd adopted at the idea of wolves. "That sounds terrible! We sometimes get wolves around the fields but the twoleg sets up traps and those overgrown dogs seem to stay away... I couldn't imagine being attacked by them!" Her voice pitched with fear, despite her life not having been danger. "Is everyone okay? If anyone is injured the twoleg can take you to the Fixers. One time when my paw got infected from a thorn they took me there... it smelled strange and they poke you alot, but they fixed me!" As though to prove her point she lifted her right fore-paw and waved it aimlessly. Of course, Sofie was accustomed to living alongside twolegs. While she did not crave their attention they did live harmoniously with her, she would hear their praises when she caught barn-mice.
"You should come with me to the new barn, this one is old and abandoned, when it rains it gets flooded." Her eyes were round with innocent concern for the strangers.
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 15, 2021 23:02:44 GMT -5
Birdstar | abandoned barn | w/ Sofie, Honeypaw [aether ] Birdstar sent Honeypaw a look with narrowed blue eyes, showing her irritation towards the apprentice for sharing. Honeypaw was young but intelligent, she should know better than to spout out their troubles to a farm cat they'd just met. Turning her gaze back towards the brown and white she-cat sitting outside, she remained silent as Sofie reacted to the news of the wolves. Her tail flicked dismissively at her mention of the two-legs help. Like she would turn her clan over to those creatures. Even during this difficulty she would do her best to provide for them as her leader, with Starclan on their side. Two-legs would cause more harm than anything.
"There are some injuries but we will manage fine. We have our ways of treating them." She responded to the cat's questions with a disinterested glance at the paw she waved around. She had faith that the clan's medicine cat would be able to heal her clanmates better than a kittypet's fixer. She paused when she was offered to move her clan to the new barn. It was better than this one, apparently. She had to admit that this barn was a bit unwelcoming - puddles of water scattered the floor from the downpour of the night before, leaving few dry places for the clan to rest. The sun was out, but dark clouds in the distance suggested it might rain again later this day. It seemed this cat had good intentions, but a part of her was wary. Besides, there might be two-legs visiting the new barn. "We appreciate the offer, but my clan will be fine staying here for now. This will only be a temporary shelter and we will be returning to our forest shortly." She finally answered, with a small nod in the stranger's direction. If it rained again and the barn got flooded even more, she would follow up on the offer, but for now she wanted to keep them here.
Honeypaw | abandoned barn | w/ Birdstar, Sofie [ aether ]
Brushing her way past Birdstar, the small cat padded outside and right up to the farm cat, sniffing her over. Her nose wrinkled and she met the stranger's green gaze with a look of slight disgust. "You smell weird." She said quietly. "Honeypaw, come back inside. Give her some space." She heard Birdstar order her inside and begrudgingly took a few steps back towards the door.
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Post by aether on Mar 16, 2021 5:23:33 GMT -5
Sofie
- 🍂 - Birdstar, Honeypaw ;;
- 🍂 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🍂 - renaissance ;;
Sofie shifted her paws absently, her eyes flashing with intrigue; did they have their own wild Fixer? She shrugged her shoulders lax resolve, "If you say so." The molly continued and for a heartbeat Sofie thought she might end up leading a crowd of strangers into the barn. She felt a small sense of panic at the though of having to fit so many bodies into her nesting area, but those thoughts were demolished by the cats kind but curt decline. Sofie narrowed her eyes curiously, "Returning to the forest?" She blinked a few times in consideration, "But... the wolves?" It seemed a plush life of easy food and little troubles had left the white and brown she-cat rather... nosy. Despite her earlier hesitation at greeting the strangers she was now speaking rather out of turn in doubting the stranger.
Her green eyes softened at the approach of Honeypaw, even when Honeypaw wrinkled her nose in distaste and stared at her reproachfully, she purred in amusement. "I smell like the farm," her voice curled with a light laugh. Admittedly, it was refreshing to interact with such a young cat and she felt a pang of wistfulness in her heart. The one littler she'd had in the past consisted of three kits and each had been taken away by the twolegs the same way she'd been taken away from her mother when she was a kit. The vigor in Honeypaw's eyes and movements brought back a swell of fond memories.
As Honeypaw bounded back to the door, Sofie stood and stepped forward a few paces, trying to glance into the barn. "How many of there are you?" The scents were too mingled to tell. "I'm Sofie by the way," She blurted randomly.
 Sootwhisker
- 🌹 - Open ;;
- 🌹 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🌹 - Tag ;;
Sootwhisker shifted in his make-shift nest, grunting as a loose rock jabbed into his back. The night had been long and exhausting, full of grief and pain. Despite how cold and stiff he felt when he curled up, he'd slept instantly. Now, voices woke him. He lifted his head from his paws and winced, a hiss ran through his clenched teeth and he flicked his ears. The night before he'd been caught in the jaws of a wolf and it had swung him like a ragdoll. Thankfully, his clanmates had fought like true warriors and the wolf dropped him. At the time adrenaline coursed through him and he'd been able to escape but now that the adrenaline had worn away he could feel the stinging pain. It seared the nape of his neck uncomfortably and as he pushed himself up to his paws he could feel the wound twist.
I'm just thankful to be alive, his usually bright gaze was now dull with sadness and pain. He staggered towards a puddle on the floor and began to lap at the stale, mineral-tanged liquid. He was in no position to be fussy, so he drank as though he'd never had fresh water before.
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 16, 2021 6:05:50 GMT -5
((i hoped more people would have joined us by now ): there's probably more than 10 cats in the barn so let's just pretend honey gave her the accurate number of barn occupants. ))
Birdstar | abandoned barn | w/ Sofie, Honeypaw, mentions Sootwhisker [ aether] This stranger was starting to get nosy, something that Birdstar did not appreciate. She had much bigger things to worry about besides turning this nosy farm cat away. "Thank you for your concern, but my warriors and I will handle the wolves." She responded, glancing briefly over her shoulder. The rest of the clan was starting to stir. She wanted to gather a patrol to go look for any clanmates still in the forest as soon as possible. Sofie. She looked back at the she-cat, decided the best thing to do would be to act friendly. They were on the farm cat's land and it wouldn't be wise to make an enemy. Her protective instinct caused her to step forward when Sofie peered inside, blocking her path if she were to try to step inside. "We are a large group - Thistleclan, and I am the leader, Birdstar." Her ears angled inside when she heard pawsteps on the broken floor boards and looked over her shoulder to see Sootwhisker up lapping at a puddle of stale water. "Thank you for checking on us, but I must address my family now." With that she flicked her tail and turned back inside, beyond done with the exchange. This kittypet farm cat was obviously doing nothing but wasting her time, she had to tend to her clan. Everyone was tired and hungry, no doubt, and she was confident enough that Sofie wasn't a threat that needed to be watched every second.
Honeypaw | abandoned barn | w/ Sofie [ aether]
"What is a sofie?" She wanted to know what the farm cat was named after. A two-leg thing? Something found on the farm? Perhaps an animal that doesn't live in the forest. "Do you know how to hunt, or do two-legs feed you pellets?" She'd heard about the tasteless food balls that kittypets were fed from stories told in the nursery. "Do farm cats and kittypets have their own clans?" The thought of a group of kittypets sending out patrols to find food and to check their borders made her whiskers twitch with amusement.
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Post by aether on Mar 16, 2021 6:45:51 GMT -5
[ hey! i'm good ^-^ i'll probably be heading to bed after this post though :/ how are you?
and yeah, the forums are a bit slow over the weekend and monday. might pick up more soon! ]
Sofie
- 🍂 - Honeypaw ;;
- 🍂 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🍂 - renaissance ;;
Birdstar? How peculiar. Honeypaw and Birdstar. She stifled at laugh at the strangeness of the names, but didn't want to offend them, so she quickly straightened her mouth and regained seriousness. She dipped her head to the tortoiseshell leader and watched curiously as she turned back to the barn. "Farewell," her sing-song voice followed. Should I go back to the barn? Pretend I never met them? The idea of leaving now when she'd only just met them seemed too rushed. She wanted to know more about the bedraggled group of cats - ThistleClan, had Birdstar said?
She looked back to Honeypaw and blinked in surprise at the nonchalant tone of the horrifying words the small cat spoke. A small, stifled sound of sadness escaped Sofie's voice and she frowned empathetically. She didn't have to know dead cats to feel sorrow. "That terrible..." she meowed quietly. However, Honeypaw didn't seem to linger on the topic. Sofie tipped her head as the wave of questions crashed over her and despite the sadness she felt a moment again, she purred. Would it be such a bad thing to take the small cats mind off the horror she'd witnessed? The barn cat stepped forward, edging closer to Honeypaw. "I'm a Sofie," she replied with a simple shrug, "it's what my twolegs call me. I'm not named after bee-things or birds." She giggled and continued, "I hunt for barn mice. The twolegs are frightened of the mice and they rely on me," she puffed out her short chest fur, "So I fend for myself, really." It wasn't very true considering the fact she'd mentioned only moments before about twoleg Fixers.
"I've never heard of a farm cat clan..." she narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, "there are other cats here though. Shook leaves nearby, too." She straightened and kneaded at the ground with her forepaws, "What is a clan, anyway? ThistleClan? And what are your strange names? Why is, uh, Birdstar so... serious?" The molly leaned forward curiously, eyeing Honeypaw with unadulterated interest.
Sootwhisker
- 🌹 - Birdstar ;;
- 🌹 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🌹 - renaissance ;;
The black tom glanced up as Birdstar slipped back into the barn. He attempted to dip his head to the leader but ended up flinched from the pain of it. Instead, he let his head hang sorrowfully at the gravel base of the barn. "I'm sorry, Birdstar." His voice was thick with emotion, the words choked and forced. His claws scraped over the rocks and he slowly lifted his head - despite the pain - to look at his leader. "I want to go back. I need to find Brooksong." His gaze glistened with emotion at the thought of the beautiful tabby and white she-cat who he had set his heart upon. The night before, Brooksong had been among the ones that did not make it to the barn. He couldn't stomach the thought of her being left out as crowfood.
He stepped forward and swayed painfully on his paws, "Please." His voice piqued with desperation. However, the tom could hardly standstill without buckling with pain.
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 16, 2021 19:33:53 GMT -5
Birdstar | abandoned barn | w/ Sootwhisker [aether ] Birdstar's gaze softened as the warrior approached her, carefully studying him. She could clearly see the pain he was in, taking note of the injury on the nape of his neck. "Trust me, Sootwhisker, so do I. I'm going to lead a patrol back and see if we can find any of our clanmates." She responded with a soft sigh, her tail gently brushing his side in a comforting manner and coaxing him to sit down so he wasn't forcing himself to stand on his paws. "But I'm not sure if you're in the best shape to come along. You're hurt. Brooksong would want you to stay here, safe." She heard the desperation in his voice and shared many of his emotions. She was worried for her clanmates, the ones she'd failed to protect as their leader. She sat down, glancing around the barn. She'd need to send out a patrol to try and hunt some mice, as well as decided who to bring with her on her mission. She looked back at the warrior beside her. She doubted that he would settle for sitting in the barn, being useless to the clan, even if he was injured. "Why don't you find someone to go hunting with. There are lots of mice around." She offered softly.
Honeypaw | abandoned barn | w/ Sofie [ aether ]
Soon it was Sofie's turn to ask the questions and Honeypaw was fine with entertaining her. There was nothing wrong with outsiders knowing how the clan worked. Maybe they would become educated and create their own farm clan. "We are ThistleClan. It's just the name of our group." Wouldn't it be weird to have to name every cat when meeting someone? It was much easier to just say we're ThistleClan and group everyone together. "It's like a... ranking thing. I'm Honeypaw because I'm an apprentice. It just means I'm in training to become a warrior, and once I do I'll get my new name. It can be something like Honeytail or Honeywing. I'll only be Honeystar if I become the leader, like Birdstar. She's in charge of the whole clan with help from the deputy." She explained, studying Sofie to try to access whether she understood what she was saying. Honeypaw grew up in the clan, so it felt weird to imagine the outsiders having no knowledge of their customs. |
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♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 16, 2021 19:34:18 GMT -5
Maeess, go ahead and jump in when you're ready! ))
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Post by aether on Mar 17, 2021 5:29:11 GMT -5
Sofie
- 🍂 - Honeypaw ;;
- 🍂 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🍂 - renaissance ;;
Sofie started off nodding, actively listening as the small calico spoke eloquently about this clan. However her expression soon turned perplexed and she leaned back, flicking her ears sheepishly. "My, it sure sounds... interesting!" If they changed their names so many times how did they remember who was who? Sofie couldn't imagine being named something other than Sofie - it was all she had known! "So... all of you live in the forest?" She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, "Even when it's snowing and cold?" During the snow-season Sofie was sometimes allowed to sit inside the twolegs house. She would curl up affront the fireplace and let its warmth soak into her pelt. She wasn't sure how the twolegs managed to catch the fire and lock it in the small cage, but when it snowed, she was glad they did.
"What do you think you'll do if you can't go back to the forest? Because of the wolves?" She inquired innocently.
Sootwhisker
- 🌹 - Birdstar ;;
- 🌹 - Abandoned Barn ;;
- 🌹 - renaissance ;;
At Birdstar's comforting brush with her tail Sootwhisker sat on the ground and looked at his paws miserably. He knew his leader was right even if he struggled to admit it... he was in no shape to find Brooksong or any of their clanmates. "I'll try and hunt," he murmured with a shuffle of his paws. He wasn't even sure how much use he would be given the fact his neck seared with pain, but he was incapable of sitting around while others hunted for him. He sucked in a deep breath and looked back to his leader. Despite the fact she suffered just as harshly as he had, she still managed to stand strong before him. He had to do the same. He hardened his gaze, not withholding the admiration he felt towards her, and nodded. "I'll find some prey and make sure everyone is fed." A question lingered in the air and he hesitated before speaking it, "Birdstar... what do you think we'll do now?" [ morning! or rather, good evening! Cx it's 9:30pm for me how are you? ]
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Post by Tawnyfire on Mar 17, 2021 15:41:08 GMT -5
[ Echopaw | 7 moon's | Small golden tom with one blue eye and one green eye | Blitz ]
(he's open to family relations)
(also small question: could i have a loner that eventually joins the clan if its ok?)
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Post by Tawnyfire on Mar 17, 2021 18:30:50 GMT -5
(alrighty! this is the loner btw)
[ Asher | 8 moon's | a solid ginger tom with amber eyes | Blitz ]
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Echopaw wasn't sure how he felt about he old barn, it felt cramped and closed in unlike the feeling being under the open sky back at camp. however, the barn looked and felt safer then the camp if the wolves decided to attack here. he shuddered at the thought and pyshically shook his head at the thought. 'no, they probably wouldn't attack here, not so close to the twolegs' he tried to reassure himself, but even his own family was unaccounted for and assumed dead. He knew it was unlikely they survived, but a small part of him hoped they had somehow survived and escaped. Since being in the old barn echopaw had learned that his golden fur let him blend in a little bit with the hay piles if it was dark enough, which he used to his advantage when he wanted to be alone or when he needed to think. That's where he was now actually, laying among some hay in a darker corner of the barn just wanting to be left alone and think.
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renaissance
♥ 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 ♥
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Post by renaissance on Mar 20, 2021 4:31:47 GMT -5
Birdstar was relieved when he agreed to hunt for the clan. She knew he wanted to find Brooksong, but he was hurt and she needed him to stay away from the forest for now, safe. She was glad he didn't argue with her over the matter. Sofie may have been unthreatening but she wasn't sure whether there were other loners in the area who would be more hostile, so she glanced around to study the rest of her clan. Her eyes fell on Raccoontail. "Good. Don't go alone. Take Raccoontail and Echopaw along with you." She suggested. She couldn't see Raccoontail's golden apprentice but he was sure to be in the barn somewhere.
The leader looked back at Sootwhisker, trying hard not to let the fear and defeat she felt inside show on her expression. She needed to be strong for the clan. "We'll figure it out. We have StarClan on our side." She answered, reminding herself as well as him.
Honeypaw | w/ Sofie | [ aether ]
"I don't know. Maybe we'll move." She answered quietly. If the wolves were planning on moving into the forest permanently, would Birdstar lead the clan against them to drive them off? Or would they just find a new territory? Honeypaw tilted her head, wondering about it.
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Post by Tawnyfire on Mar 20, 2021 9:33:58 GMT -5
Asher was usually one to tread through the forest or at least as far as those wildcats border went, but he had heard ghastly dog howls that night, but it sounded different from the dog howls he's heard before. they sounded more wild and untamed if that was possible. It made him wonder what had made the howls, but mostly they made him uneasy and a bit frightened. He didn't like the thought of being alone until he knew what they were or know if it was just some regular ol' twoleg dogs that had gotten away from their owners.
[gonna wait for rxse before replying as echopaw]
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Pansexual
Maeess
Getting a connection to here again?
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Post by Maeess on Mar 20, 2021 16:46:25 GMT -5
Ahh sorry, I’m here) Raccoontail | Tom | Warrior | Who | Echopaw (Tawnyfire ), Sootwhisker (aether ), Birdstar (renaissance )
Raccoontail heard his name, and saw Birdstar gaze at him. He padded over to Sootwhisker, and gazed around the barn. “I’ll go find Echopaw,” he mewed to the fellow warrior, dipping his in a greeting to Birdstar. Walking away, he called out for Echopaw. “Echopaw! Come here, we’re going on patrol!” He stood, waiting for the apprentice. |
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Post by Copperstar☂ on Mar 20, 2021 19:51:26 GMT -5
Dewspark | 26 moons | Sleek-furred golden and grey she-cat with bright copper eyes. - warrior
Thunderskip | 54 moons | Thick-furred black tom with white legs and pale green eyes. - Warrior/maybe Birdstar's mate?
Cherryblaze | 36 moons | Bright orange she-cat with forest green eyes. - Medicine cat
Cloverpaw(shine) | 7 moons | Fluffy seal point she-cat with bright blue eyes. - Apprentice
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