☀️ The Clans of Sun & Moon 🌙|| REMADE! NEW!

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Morningleap | open

The warrior lazed about in the sun, watching as the apprentices chatted excitedly among themselves. He could have asked what they were up to, but it was a right to cause problems when you were an apprentice so he let them be. Besides, they were all good cats. Whatever they were doing wasn't likely to be bad. Now they had been gone for a while, and a part of him wondered if they'd gotten lost.


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Mallowpool | open

Mallowpool had returned from hunting with her apprentice and was now relaxing in a patch of shade, she had a half finished squirrel in front of her, and she seemed to be more interested in the birds flying above than her unfinished meal. Stretching out, she took another bite, figuring that she should at least finish it in a timely manner.

Koipaw | open

The quiet apprentice had seen his fellow apprentices, but hadn't moved to join them. They were getting quite close, and he hadn't wanted to break the mood they had going. Instead he was resting and cat watching. He wasn't very talkative, but he did enjoy watching the clan cats mingle and go about their daily lives.

🌙 Wolfmist nodded at Shaleheart and followed the warrior towards the border, standing still next to him on the Moonclan side. She dipped her head to the Sunclan she-cat in greeting. There was no hostility in the air, Wolfmist’s hazel gaze revealed curiousity and interest. “Hmm, unfortunately prey doesn’t recognize our borders.” She grinned and twitched her bushy tail behind her. “We were just checking out the border.” The Moonclan warrior explained, she didn’t want to tell Swanfeather right away that they didn’t trust Emberstar one bit. First they’d need to feel her out on her opinion. Maybe she thought the same but she could imagine the Sunclan she-cat wouldn’t be too eager to talk badly about her own leader. “I hope you don’t mind me asking but how are things going? I mean without Rainfern around..” She just blurted it out, she wasn’t going to tiptoe around the question that laid on the tip of her tongue. Her ears twitched a little awkwardly on top of her head. She didn’t really like to revisit the subject of Rainfern’s death, since she felt partially responible. That was one of the reasons her hostility towards Sunclan had faded too – or at least towards it’s clanmembers for now. Plus, she’d grown past petty squabbles about someone walking to close to the border.

🌙 Thistlepaw padded up to Pinkpaw, perking his ears to take in the sound she was talking about. He gestured for Gerbilpaw to come over too. He could hear a soft buzzing sound coming from a tree. “Oooh. Bees!” The black apprentice exclaimed enthousiastically. “Do you think we could get some honey from their den? Hole?” What did bees live in? He was’t actually sure, he knew they could sting though. So they’d have to be careful for sure. Morningleap would certainly have known a smart way to avoid getting stung and get the honey. What would his mentor do in this situation?

(Oooo what if Koipaw finds her?)

(It’s totally okay Sussuru, don’t worry about it! I hope you’re doing okay. I love sassy Swanfeather by the way haha!)

Wolfmist nodded at Shaleheart’s words, her gaze travelling briefly from the Sunclan she-cat to the Moonclan tom and back to Swanfeather again. She didn’t look particularly uncomfortable about the subject, though as she listened to the warrior she became noticably irritated. Which was totally understandable in this situation. She was surprised Swanfeather showed her obvious dismay at Emberstar’s leadership. However, Wolfmist was glad that the Sunclan she-cat was honest and didn’t put up a fake front. Usually she’d be the first one to appreciate some well placed sarcasm but today it made her cringe inwardly. After all, the clans lived together on this island and ones problems would certainly rub off on the other. Wolfmist shook her head and let out a sigh. “I guess it doesn’t look like Emberstar’s plans will change soon then.” The Moonclan warrior concluded grimmly.

Moonclan

"I would like that thank you Brightpaw," she said, deciding to take him up on the offer. Though she would love to get something to give to her brother herself, she knew he would probably enjoy something that would remind him of water, then anything she would find on the land. She scented at the air to see if anything was near by for them to try and get. "Though Thistlepaw seems to have someone special. How about you? Or are you just focusing on completing your training?" Maybe getting to know him more would help in finding something to give to the older apprentice.

other ones will be up soon)

Sunclan:

Emberstar flicked his tail before wrapping it around his paws. "I'm fine," he said, a little snappish. He hated that everyone was acting like he didn't know what he was doing. He has led his clan well, and gotten them through a lot. They trusted him then, they should be trusting him now. If Dawn and their ancestors had issues with how he was leading Sunclan, they would have shown a sign by now. But there wasn't one so clearly he was doing what was best for the clan.


"Hey Meadowsweet, Willowsong wants us to go on a patrol," he said to her. He dropped his voice a bit more to avoid cats overhearing. "It will be good to get Pinestripe out now, while Willowsong is keeping Emberstar distracted." He hoped the she cat would agree, his gaze flickering over the camp. "We should take Tigerpaw and Amberpaw with us if you agree to that." It was a good idea to bring the two to one make their patrol look more official and two let them say goodbye to Pinestripe.
(couldnt remember if willowsong or meadowsweet where the ones to mention to him to bring them along for the patrol ahhh and i wouldnt know where to look)

i believe that is all rn)

(Sussuru, glad you're doing okay! Sparkscatter, I'm going to throw Coyote/Coyotepaw in here and if you're down to have Koipaw and maybe Mallowpool find her, that could be fun!)

🌙 Shaleheart || With Wolfmist and Swanfeather

Shaleheart's ears pricked at Swanfeather's irritated tone. Taking it into their owns paws? The Sunclan cat might only be letting her frustration show, but if her words were serious then some sort of coup might be brewing in Sunclan.

He glanced at Wolfmist, trying to choose his words carefully. Not for the first time, he wished for a cleverer tongue.

"Are you saying there are cats willing to take up the title of medicine cat?" Shaleheart tried to think of any Sunclan cats with enough knowledge of herbs to care for a pregnant queen. A sudden coldness sucked at Shaleheart's paws as he thought of all the things that could go wrong during a kitting. For a heartbeat, Shaleheart thought he could scent blood; alarmed, he held his breath for as long as he could, then tentatively breathed in air scented only with border markings and the green smells of the forest.

Coyote || Open

The water was everywhere. Coyote struggled, adrenaline pulsing through her only to be dampened by wave after wave of exhaustion as she clawed her way through the lake. She hadn't had the time to register just how much water filled the gap between the mainland and the island; it had seemed barely more than a puddle, just a quick swim that would put some distance between her and what lay behind.

Fear crowded her mind and she cried out; immediately, water rushed into her mouth and she flailed, desperately trying to clear her lungs and breathe. Ahead, the island seemed to bob on top of the waves, agonizingly close. You can make it, Coyote, she thought, her father's voice filling her mind, Just one paw at a time. Still coughing, she kicked out, pulling herself ever closer to land.

Pushing her head above the waves, she fixed her eyes on the island and wailed, "Help! Please help!"

(Oooh boy, I'm excited!) 

Coyote || With Koipaw

Coyote emptied her lungs in a wordless cry, then kicked her legs to push herself upward for a gulp of air. Something moved on the island's shore. A gust of wind whipped across the lake, and a crest of water broke over Coyote's head. The force of the water pushed her under and she twisted blindly in the cold darkness. The current gripped her. She was aware for a heartbeat of wishing only that her tail was still long, and then she knew she was going to drown.

Please be quick, she prayed, and then something rammed into her. Air swept over her head as teeth hooked into her scruff and jerked her upward. She caught sight of patched white fur and rounded, yellow eyes, then heard her rescuer's command. Trusting him, and vaguely recognizing that her weight could drag him down, too, she poured the last of her energy into her aching legs and swam.

Finally, her paws scraped against pebbles and sand, and she scrambled weakly onto the shore. She crouched, sodden fur fluffing out in all directions, and vomited brackish water.  Heaving air into her burning lungs, she whirled and gazed out at the lake. The water was broken only by white crests of waves and, far out, a single duck floating idly. Finally, her breath recovered, she looked at the tom who had rescued her.

"Why-," she started, then corrected herself. "I mean, thank you. If you hadn't come, I think I would've swallowed the lake."




 

(For sure! )

Coyote || With Koipaw

Coyote crooked her mouth into a feeble smile at the tom's humble attitude. 

"I haven't met a lot of cats who run into danger, but maybe things are different here..." Her voice trailed off as she followed the tom's gaze back to the mainland. 

"I, uh, had to get away from there. Sometimes you can't stay in one place, you know?" Coyote's breath hitched, her heart starting to beat too quickly again.  "Sorry, what was your name?"

☀️ “That’s good.” Willowsong meowed coolly, brushing his snappy behavior off with a twitch of her tail. She wasn’t sure what kind of answer she expected from the ginger tom so she’d settle for this. “So, I know Feversoul has been disrespectful to shout at you but shouldn’t we consider him for the role of medicine cat?” The brown she-cat suggested, her blue gaze resting on the leader to try to sense which way his mood would go. She wasn’t sure why they hadn’t taken the tom in consideration for the role before. Maybe Emberstar had forgotten about it too.

☀️ Pinestripe watched Ripplecatcher and Meadowsweet with great interest. This would be it.. Her green gaze travelled over to the leader’s den. Her fur prickled with unease. What if Emberstar suddenly stepped out of his den? What if he caught her before they crossed the border? With a shake of her head she averted her gaze back to the two talking warriors. Stressing about it wasn’t going to help her now.

🌙 Thistlepaw pondered for a moment. Pinkpaw’s idea was creative but he wasn’t sure whether it would be safe. He didn’t want to just brush her idea off though. “Hmm.. we could try that.. or what if we dropped their ‘den’ from the tree and wait for the bees to fly off from a distance? And then we’d grab some and run to the water just to be safe.” He meowed and glanced over to Pinkpaw to see what she thought of his suggestion.

🌙 “Hmm, I can imagine.” Wolfmist grumbled thoughtfully as she took in Swanfeather’s words. The affirmation of how bad of a situation Sunclan was in had made Wolfmist realize how serious this was. At first she’d just felt frustrated with Emberstar’s antics but now it had grown into full on worry and anxiousness. It was like something bad was bound to happen and even though Moonclan was privileged in this case, it just didn’t sit well with her. Her hazel gaze met Shaleheart’s pale blue gaze for a heartbeat. The warrior’s eyes revealed a mixture of emotions, Wolfmist couldn’t quite put her paw on it. She turned her attention back to Swanfeather, waiting for her answer.

🌙 Shaleheart || With Wolfmist and Swanfeather

Even though the scent of blood had faded from Shaleheart's nose, he couldn't fully push away the dark feelings coiled in his gut as he thought of the Sunclan queen. He focused hard on Swanfeather's face; she certainly seemed irritated, and what cat wouldn't be with such a mousebrained leader?

He cleared his throat, afraid for a moment that his voice would waver. "It would be nice for things to be how they used to be on the Island," he mewed. He thought back to his days as an apprentice, then as a young warrior, before so much in his life had changed. The Island had felt truly equal then; there had been peace, but when a fight was necessary, there hadn't been any guilt in defending one's clan with tooth and claw. Now, Shaleheart felt as if raising a paw in defense of his clan could mean only unjust death in Sunclan.

Gritting his teeth, Shaleheart growled, "We're all hoping Emberstar finds his sense again, before it's too late."

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☀️ Coyote || With Koipaw

Coyote fidgeted as Koipaw's eyes narrowed, but she felt relief when he asked only for her name.

"I've always been called Coyote. I saw a couple of 'em, once, and I'm not nearly as scary-looking as those yappers!" Yappers had been her father's word for the coyotes that ran through the night on the mainland; she'd spent many an evening with him perched safely in tree branches, listening to the wailing songs of far-off coyote packs.

Koipaw's other words didn't make much sense to her. Sunclan? Apprentice of what? "Say, what's Sunclan?" she asked, glancing around. "There're more of you here?"

☀️ Coyote || With Koipaw

The calico tom seemed to hesitate a moment before giving a brief answer. Coyote flicked her ears, pondering the idea of a clan. She and her father had cared for each other, of course, but other cats she'd met had been hostile or, at best, indifferent.

"Are you all related or something?" she asked, a flame of curiosity flickering to life in her gut.