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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 1, 2021 14:58:07 GMT -5
Brightmist was still watching Copperstar and Timberbark but turned to look at Sunfur as the other tom walked over to him. He blinked, still feeling a bit sleepy, but meowed a greeting. "Not too well I guess, I feel like sleeping a bit longer," Brightmist admitted. He was used to getting up early but on some days he had a hard time leaving his nest. "Couldn't really fall asleep last night. Oh well, nothing a hunt or border patrol can't fix," he added, already sounding a bit more awake. "What about you?"
Sunfur | With Brightmist (Pineclaw)Sunfur nodded, seemingly agreeing with the fellow warrior's answer. "I didn't sleep well either, unfortunately. Maybe tonight will be better," he added with a purr, his cheerful behavior evident in his words. "I overheard Copperstar and Timberbark talking, they might send out a patrol on grounds of whispers of a fox? Maybe they'll ask for us." The bicolored tom motioned to the two higher-ups resting under the den, seemingly deep in conversation.
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 1, 2021 15:00:45 GMT -5
Copperstar; Though he took note of his deputy's dissatisfaction at his nonchalance when it came to sleeping patterns, the massive tom said nothing to bring up the topic. Instead following the deputy's line of sight as it travelled towards a couple of nearby warriors, who had clearly been waiting, watching them. Eager for orders, or perhaps just wanting something to keep their paws busy. Either way, they would be quickly sated. He considered the offered options, and nods, seemingly in agreement. "A good idea to give the youngsters some experience on their toes," he agrees. Newleaf would make the foxes fat and lazy, which hopefully would mean it wouldn't be a difficult fight. At least compared to a starved and desperate fox. Copperstar stands, stretching out again before deciding. "I need to stretch my legs," ignoring the fact he had only recently been out. The russet tom was not the type to sit still and let others put themselves in danger in his stead, "I'll come with you, if you'll have me, that is."
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 1, 2021 15:06:10 GMT -5
"I sure hope so," he purred and then nodded as Sunfur commented in their leader and deputy. "Sounds good to me. I hope we won't really find a fox but if there really is one we can probably drive it out with the right cats." He liked to be optimistic but he knew that there was a good chance the fox thing wasn't just some baseless rumour."
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 1, 2021 15:06:51 GMT -5
Timberbark | With Copperstar (Daydreamer)The tabby tom chuckled softly at his leader's eagerness to join them, following the larger cat to his paws and stretching. His muscles rippled under his pelt as he drew out his back. Timberbark straightened up to look over at Copperstar, an inviting look in his eyes. "Always," he purred back, glancing back to the quickly gathering warriors. "Shall we?" the deputy invited.
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 1, 2021 15:09:59 GMT -5
Sunfur | With Brightmist (Pineclaw)He nodded, shifting between paws and digging his claws into the dirt, as if he could kill the fox through the ground. Sunfur let out a warm purr, as per usual, to greet the other warriors leaving the den, before turning back to Brightmist. "If we do find something, at least it'll be thickened up and dumb," the ginger warrior joked softly. "Nothing we can't handle."
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 1, 2021 15:14:36 GMT -5
Fawnleap; Slipping from the shadows of the nursery into the bright light of early morning camp, a silver shecat keeps to the shadows. Surveying her home in nervous silence for a moment, before finding somewhere to settle in the sun. If it had been a choice to her, she would spend every waking minute outside of camp, in the woods hunting - the one thing she was much good at. But for the past moon and a half she had been a prisoner in her home, and she was already beginning to resent having to stay bundled up in the mossy den. Motherhood was already proving a difficulty to her, sleeping poorly and waking up naseous. The medicine cat regularly assured her there was nothing wrong, but it was hard for the shecat with already a shy demeanour not to panic about every little thing. She prayed for the day this would all be over, though no doubt there would soon be a thousand more things to be worried about. Why oh why did I agree to do this? She asks herself, resting her dainty head against her slender paws. Fawnleap's eyes go to the warriors den, she knows fully why she agreed to do this. And the tom in question was admittedly being very sweet about the whole matter, though that didn't make the burden any less. She leaps upright as the urge to hurl overtakes her, but she manages to cough it down. Fawnleap shakes herself out with a frustrated sigh, before making for the medicine cat den with the hopes of herbs that might ease her discomfort. "Webheart?" She asks quietly into the shadowed medicine cat den. "Ryepaw?" She asks as loudly as she dares in case anyone is sleeping, which is naturally not very loud at all.
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Pineclaw
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 1, 2021 15:19:56 GMT -5
"A patrol made up of well-trained warriors or a fat and lazy fox. I think I know who would win," Brightmist purred with a slight grin. He got up to his paws and looked expectantly at Timberbark. "We'll teach that fox not to mess with us," he meowed to Sunfur, cheerful but with a slight hint of seriousness.
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2021 15:22:26 GMT -5
Iβll reply to everything as soon as possible! Probably once Iβm off work and back home ^^;
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 1, 2021 15:24:48 GMT -5
Copperstar; The leader bows his head deeply as the other members of the patrol step forward to join the fray. He gestures with his plumed tail, content for the deputy to take the lead. After countless moons in his position, with others always looking to him for leadership, it was nice to occasionally step back and allow someone else to take that role. Copperstar was grateful he had a dependable deputy, and one that was talented at his job, so on occasion such little jaunts were possible. "Lead the way," he tells the deputy.
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 1, 2021 15:33:57 GMT -5
"A patrol made up of well-trained warriors or a fat and lazy fox. I think I know who would win," Brightmist purred with a slight grin. He got up to his paws and looked expectantly at Timberbark. "We'll teach that fox not to mess with us," he meowed to Sunfur, cheerful but with a slight hint of seriousness.
Sunfur | With Brightmist (Pineclaw)He chuckled softly at the tom's joke, nodding in agreement. Brightmist was clearly confident in his, or rather, the clan's, strength. The ginger warrior let out a soft purr. "And the fox's cubs, grandcubs and great grandcubs," Sunfur added with a laugh. He gently pawed at Brightmist's side, inviting him to joke around. "In all seriousness though, I do hope we don't find anything. It'd be relieving to know the rumors were just misinterpreted scents."
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 1, 2021 15:38:37 GMT -5
Timberbark | With Copperstar, Sunfur, and Brightmist (Pineclaw) (Daydreamer)The tom purred in aknowledgement, sliding down from the outcrop graciously to meet his clanmates at the bottom. He was grateful to have a leader such as Copperstar, always willing to let some responsibility go to others. "Sunfur, Brightmist, with us. We're going on a patrol," he called out, his previously sincere tone much more stoic and stoney now. He glanced around, wondering if he should let the medicine cat and apprentice know, but decided not to disturb them. When the other two toms joined them, Timberbark motioned for the group to leave for the territory. They'd need to be vigilant if they were to catch anything. "We'll meet up with Emberfall and Ashclaw if we cross paths, be alert," the deputy added, leading the patrol into the woods with a spring in his step.
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 1, 2021 15:44:39 GMT -5
"Let it be known for all eternity, oh dreaded fox, that you and your kin shall be cursed to... ehrm... not thrive too well on our land," Brightmist added solemny but broke into a chuckle, unable to keep a straight face. He nodded in agreement though when Sunfur voiced hopes of it being just a rumour. "I hope so too. We really don't need a fox on our territory." While he was confident that they could chase it off and more than ready to do so he didn't really like the thought of having a fox invading their territory, threatening his clanmates and stealing their prey. At Timberbark's order he nodded and quickly followed after him, briefly nudging Sunfur as he did. "Alright, you heard him. Let's hope for the best."
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 1, 2021 16:00:45 GMT -5
Copperstar; βAny fox with more than a sole brain cell in its head will turn and run the moment it catches sight of us,β the tom comments, not a hint of hotheadedness to how he speaks, believing every word he speaks without the slightest note of doubt. Though admittedly foxes werenβt already known for their immense amount of brain power. βFailing which, I donβt think it will take much effort to make sure it thinks twice before returning to clan land.β His gaze flickers skywards briefly, no promise of rain in the skies overhead, so one less thing to worry about at the very least. He nods, willing to follow the deputyβs orders unless he happened to decide upon something incredibly stupid or dangerous. Neither of which would be likely coming from, so he pictured a fairly easy task ahead of them. At Timberbarkβs comment about meeting up with clanmates if the opportunity arose, the leader flared his nostrils, thinking briefly on it. Emberfall and Ashclawβs scents were still fairly fresh, and it wouldnβt take much more than a slightly hurried pace to catch up with them if necessary. Or ate last they would be within shouting distance if things came to the very worst scenario, but their numbers were already fairly plump for a single fox. Unless it decided to put up a big fights. His cats were talented warriors, he had no fear this would go wrong.
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 1, 2021 16:07:25 GMT -5
Sunfur | With Timberbark, Brightmist (Pineclaw) and Copperstar (Daydreamer)The bicolored tom nodded solemnly, rising to his paws to join the others. He let out a quick yawn before trotting to catch up to the others, his fluffy coat blowing with the breeze as he moved. Sunfur gently rubbed against Brightmist's pelt before falling behind to the rear of the patrol, his good nose allowing him to pick up any scents the others might miss. Timberbark | With Brightmist, Copperstar and SunfurThe large tabby tom kept his ears and eyes sharp as they surveyed the territory, his fur spiking up in anticipation. Even if they didn't come across anything, it would be good to be prepared. He caught Emberfall's and Ashclaw's scent in the air, glancing over to Copperstar, who had sensed the same. "We'll be fine," he mumbled, though half to himself. He had a bad feeling, but at least if there was a fox, they'd be able to handle it well. "If you smell anything the rest of us don't, say something. Better safe than sorry," the deputy spoke softly, careful as if to not alert any other creatures nearby. ((Would we like to include a fox or no?))
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Pineclaw
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 1, 2021 16:16:46 GMT -5
Brightmist brielfy flicked his tail at Sunfur and gave a reassuring smile. He walked ahead of him a little but still behind the other two. The cream tabby tom pricked his ears and looked out for any sign of danger, trusting the others to be equally on the lookout. All in all it they were a solid group and once they've joined up with Emberfall and Ashclaw they could surely handle the fox that was rumoured to live on their territory. He nodded at Timberbark's words, not going to let anything ambush their patrol.
(I wouldn't mind them actually finding a fox but I'm okay with both options. Anyway, logging off now. It's getting late here.)
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2021 19:53:01 GMT -5
Ashclaw Β» Ashclaw remained silent for a moment longer as he thought over Emberfallβs answer to his earlier comment. He had to admit that he would do the same if he were in the younger tomβs position, and he had done things like this before. Even with his daughter as the medicine cat, Ashclaw stayed away from the medicine cat den if he could. But at the same time, he understood that even something as simple as sore joints could potentially lead to a worse injury. He thought it over for a moment before coming to a conclusion.
The gray tabby nodded. βI suppose that is true. I canβt fault you for continuing on.β It was what Ashclaw would do, so heβd leave Emberfall be, not about to make the other warrior do something he himself wouldnβt do.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2021 19:55:31 GMT -5
Webheart Β» It never took a loud voice for Webheart to know that somebody needed her. Over her time as medicine cat she had learned to train her ears to hear even the slightest of whispers, which was a skill that came in handy much more often than one would probably think. Many cats who were injured tended to grow quiet, almost silent. Sometimes pain could keep a cat from being loud, so Webheart had made it a goal of hers to keep a sharp ear and always be on the alert for a cat who needed her,
And right now, it sounded like she was needed.
The whisper-like voice of Fawnleap caught the medicine catβs attention. She pushed aside the dandelion she had been organizing and looked up toward the entrance of her den. βIn here,β she called gently. βCome on in.β As the words slipped off her tongue she pushed herself to her paws and cleared an area for her patient in case Fawnleap felt the need to take a seat. Webheart could only imagine how tired the molly was considering how far along she was in her pregnancy, and Webheart only wanted comfort - as much comfort as Fawnleap could get - for the molly.
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 1, 2021 21:17:56 GMT -5
Daydreamer finished my forms)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jun 1, 2021 21:56:50 GMT -5
Duskfang: Open
Duskfang leaves the warriors den and takes a moment to stretch his body and let out a yawn. He settles down on his haunches and begins to groom his fur. He was still a little tired from the midnight patrol but figured he could take a long nap a little later.
Cloudpaw: Open
Cloudpaw pokes his head out of the apprentices den and looks around. He hoped to sleep in long as his mentor didn't come looking for him. He had trouble sleeping last night and wanted to sleep till sunhigh. Seeing his mentor nowhere in sight, the white tom ducks back inside and goes back to his nest.
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 2, 2021 5:14:59 GMT -5
Copperstar; As the patrol exits camp, the long grass crunches underfoot - still damp from the early morning dew. Rainfall had been scarce recently, though not to a worrying extent just yet. For now the clan could appreciate some warmer weather, with no doubt that rain would be coming again soon. Copperstar flares his nostrils, taking in the familiar smells of moorland and pine trees, the scents of home. "No," he responds with a hint of humour to his voice. "I'll keep you on your toes and let you be ambushed by a fox," the massive tom responds. Skirting the group as he brushes past the trees, carefully searching for anything out of the ordinary. He pauses briefly to refresh the scent of a neglected tree, before trotting in order to catch up with the group once again. It doesn't take long until they've reached the twin lakes, the sunshine causing the lake surface's to glitter quite beautifully. He pauses, tasting the air carefully, but finding little different from what he had found earlier that morning. In other words, a whole lot of nothing. Fawnleap; Relaxing a little as she steps from the openness of camp into the confines of the medicine cat den, she dips her head respectfully to the medicine cat. "Good morning," her voice is a timid quiver, clearly uncomfortable though not just from the need for social interaction, but she always tries to be polite despite her nervousness. "I'm sorry to be bothering you again." Especially if it made the medicine cat more likely to help her. Her stomach was very swollen, proof that it would only be a few days before she gave birth to her kittens. The sweet smell of milk clung to her thick fur, it took some effort to disguise her discomfort, trying to maintain her usual, sweet demeanour. But now she was out of the public eye, she allowed those walls to come down somewhat, and her face contorted into a reflection of misery. When offered somewhere to sit, she happily settles down onto her haunches. Cringing as she receives a kick to the ribs, she bites back the gasp that threatens her lips. "I'm not feeling so good again," she admits, more than a little sheepish. I'm a warrior, this should be nothing compared to fighting foxes or hunting for my clan, but no matter how hard she tried to ignore it, it persisted relentlessly. "I wondered if you could give me something for the nausea again?" She asks hopefully. It wasn't the first time she had come asking, far from it. If anything she'd requested help for it more than she cared to admit. She hated wasting herbs, but on days like this it was almost intolerable. I have no problem with the patrol meeting a fox, if you guys are down for that.
Apologies for disappearing last night, by the way, I had gone to bed and forgot to leave a message saying goodbye.
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 2, 2021 9:17:37 GMT -5
((No worries! Should we wait until Pineclaw and Feathertalon are back?))
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 2, 2021 9:21:28 GMT -5
Webheart Β» Over her time as medicine cat, Webheart had seen many queens come and go. She knew the ins and outs of what it was like to be expecting, ands he knew all the symptoms a queen could face, common or rare. She was well aware of what happened to a molly's body as it prepared itself for the arrival of future warriors, and what Fawnleap was going through was a normal reaction to that. It wasn't as normal for queens this far along to still be experiencing queasiness, but then again, Fawnleap was only days away from kitting, and Webheart had seen time and time again queens curling their whiskers in disgust at the thought of prey right before going into labor. That could be what was happening with Fawnleap, but Webheart wasn't going to deny any other possible reasons for the molly's discomfort.
At the mention of being a bother, the medicine cat shook her head. "You aren't a bother, Fawnleap. I'm here for a reason, whether that reason be to deal with a bloody wound or to deal with the symptoms of pregnancy. If I thought of you being here as a nuisance then I shouldn't be a medicine cat." No matter how small the wound or sickness, Webheart was always happy to treat it. If anything, she would prefer the simple fixes. It meant that her Clanmate had less to worry about and more than likely wouldn't have to end up fighting for their life. Sprains, scrapes, and minor sickness were quick, easy fixes.
"Here," Webheart started, "let me go get you something." With that the gray tabby padded off deeper into her den, searching around the various stores of herbs she had collected in the last few days until her nose poked at the exact thing she was looking for - a root of ginger. With an expert bite the medicine cat cleanly broke some off and headed back to where Fawnleap sat. She lay the ginger down next to the molly. "Try some of this, and if it doesn't help soon I may have something else for you."
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 2, 2021 9:44:22 GMT -5
(If we're going to have the patrol find a fox, any idea where it should be? Aside from the Twin Lakes, of course, since Sablefur had been there earlier to hunt and if she had scented a fox she would have told the clan already.)
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 2, 2021 9:47:26 GMT -5
Fawnleap; The silver tabby's gaze follows the medicine cat as she dips into her storage, a mild curiosity burning in her gaze now she is unwatched. Fawnleap had once fancied herself a medicine cat, until she realised how much it would involve working with other cats. She enjoyed helping others, but even she drew the line there. I wouldn't be pregnant if I had chosen that path, the thought strikes her, and she spends a moment in contemplation trying to figure out whether or not that would be a good thing right now.
"I don't think its in the nature of most warriors to enjoy admitting when they're in pain," she muses softly, her gaze fixed back to the ground once more when the medicine cat approaches her again. She'd known younger cats hide injuries for fear it might be the end of their warrior career, only to make things worse in the process. Her ears flick forward at the root of ginger, a herb she recognises vaguely from her time in the territory, but it had never struck her that it might have medicinal purposes. She takes a tentative nibble, cringing at the sharp taste. But if it made her feel better, she would have willingly eaten fox dirt. Gritting her teeth, she pushes herself to finish the herb, sitting up and licking her lips. "StarClan made herbs taste vile in an effort to discourage trouble, I'm certain of it," she mutters mostly to herself. She wipes a paw across her face, hoping to get rid of even the memory of the taste, Fawnleap dips her head to the medicine cat, gratitude in her eyes, though she barely meets the other shecat's line of sight. "Thank you for your help." I had been meaning to ask, Feathertalon , apologies for completely forgetting. Is Webheart already pregnant, or are you wanting that to go down later?
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 2, 2021 9:47:58 GMT -5
They could follow the scent further north and find it there?
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 2, 2021 9:51:30 GMT -5
Emberfall | With Ashclaw (Feathertalon )The russet-furred warrior glanced over at Ashclaw for a moment, a bit taken aback by the conclusion. He quickly shook it off and let out a soft huff. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt, though. To get it checked out I mean," Emberfall agreed. After a moment, he heard voices nearby. They sounded familiar to him. Emberfall chirped a greeting, hoping to grab the attention of the nearby patrol. Timberbark | With Patrol (Daydreamer ), (Pineclaw )The deputy huffed in amusement. "Wouldn't be surprised," he teased, flicking his tail across the leader's flank. Timberbark stopped quickly, his ears shooting up from their previously flattened position alertedly. "Did you hear it?" he mumbled to the others. Something had made a noise, but he wasn't sure what. Talking perhaps? A sharp chirp came from nearby, and the previously frightening tabby quickly relaxed. "Just Emberfall" he purred, half to himself. Sunfur | With Patrol (Pineclaw )He held his jaw parted, letting the air pass through his maw as if to test for any signs of something unusual. The ginger tom seemed calm and poised, almost assured that nothing would dare reveal itself to the group of cats. Sunfur stared in the direction of the other two cats for a moment, but didn't let it occupy his attention for more than a mere few seconds. (edit : further north works!)
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Post by Daydreamer on Jun 2, 2021 9:57:18 GMT -5
Copperstar; Hearing the soft crunch of branches and grass underfoot over the sound of water splashing against the golden beaches, Copperstar straightens, focused on the source of the sound. However, he is quick to relax when he realises what is creating the noise, his eyes narrowed with amusement. "I hope no hunting patrols are coming to this area today," he comments to his deputy with a twitch of his tail, though there is no true annoyance to his deep tone of voice. "With footsteps like those I don't think there'll be a mouse in a hundred foxlength distance." He turns as Emberfall and Ashclaw approach, nodding in greeting as the pair join the trio as Timberbark details the patrol's intentions. In the meantime he continues searching for signs of a danger on the territory. Out of place and unusual shaped pawprints - a broken branch that a cat's light weight wouldn't have bothered. Anything of the sought, but the signs are subtle. It seemed they would need to take the patrol further north than originally thought necessary.
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Pineclaw
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Post by Pineclaw on Jun 2, 2021 10:00:34 GMT -5
Brightmist | With Patrol (Daydreamer ), (ππππππππππ )Brightmist kept looking out for any signs of a fox or other predators but so far there was nothing that grabbed his attention. He did hear the nearby two cats though and acknowledged them with a quick nod before he meowed a greeting. Then he went back to listening for anything unusual.
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 2, 2021 10:10:40 GMT -5
[ hmm, i'll go ahead and say she's already expecting, probably only recently figured it out so we can get the plot somewhat started - so i'll start alluding to that in my posts to make it clear ^^ she's probably waiting to tell duskfang before she goes off and tells the rest of the clan, because knowing web she's not gonna hide it, she's gonna be upfront about it all xD ] Webheart Β» Webheart's whiskers twitched with amusement at Fawnleap's comment on warriors not wanting to admit when they were in pain. How many times had she heard that? More often than she could count, and while she understood that mentality, in a way, she more often than not fell on the thought of what she had just told the queen - a medicine cat's job was to tend to the wounded and sick, and if they didn't like that task then they needed to find another path in life. "It's a pride thing, I understand. No cat is innocent of having some pride," she mused, a hint of amusement in her voice.
Her attention then turned back to the reason for why Fawnleap was here in the first place. She watched as the queen bit into the root and swallowed it down. Once against amusement drifted over the medicine cat. "Perhaps they did. StarClan does work in mysterious ways." Webheart understood Fawnleap's aversion to the ginger all too well considering she herself had been nibbling on the root from time to time to ease the queasiness she had been experiencing the last few days. It was a secret she was still keeping to herself, but once she found time to be alone with Duskfang, she was going to share her secret with the tomcat, and then to the Clan as well. Breaking the code or not, Webheart saw no reason to keep what was going to happen a secret, and she had a lot of reasons to back herself up. She knew the Clan wouldn't take lightly to the news of their medicine cat having gone and become pregnant, especially her own father Ashclaw, but she had a defense to give, and it was up to the Clan or not if they wanted to listen to the cat that had helped heal them for seasons.
Breaking away from these thoughts, she nodded to Fawnleap when the molly gave her thanks. "It's no problem. Has it only been the nausea you've been experiencing?" She knew what most of Fawnleap's symptoms were, having been helping the queen for some time now, but she had to wonder if anything new had cropped up since the last time she had talked with the other feline.
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Post by ππππππππππ on Jun 2, 2021 10:12:53 GMT -5
Timberbark | With Patrol (Feathertalon), (Pineclaw), (Daydreamer)The tabby finished explaining to the new pair with a sharp meow, turning his attention back to the forest ahead of them. He was unsatisfied with the lack of tell-tale signs, but knew they wouldn't be returning to camp just yet. "We'll be going further North, just in case. I don't want anything to go unnoticed," Timberbark speaks softly, his voice notably lower than it previously was, as if to not alert anything nearby. "And for Starclan's sake Emberfall, please be lighter on your paws."Emberfall | With Patrol (Feathertalon), (Pineclaw), (Daydreamer)Emberfall walked heavily, his limp still evident as he travelled. "Sorry," he mumbled back to the deputy, lifting his toes to heed to Timberbark's advice. Hopefully he'd be able to stay quiet in case they really did come across a fox. Sunfur | With Patrol (Feathertalon), (Pineclaw), (Daydreamer)Sunfur wasn't sure he'd be able to pick anything up at this rate, deciding to rejoin his denmate's side towards the center of the patrol. He let out a soft mrrow of greeting, flicking his tail at Brightmist's shoulder as if to tease him, clearly bored with the lack of excitement. He didn't dare speak, though, knowing their intention here was important.
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