Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 16, 2021 19:34:03 GMT -5
oh man itโll be interesting for hail and smoke to interact, she wouldnโt know what to do with another hopeless romantic like herself xD
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 16, 2021 19:37:09 GMT -5
ohhh mann I can't wait! lol
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 16, 2021 19:42:55 GMT -5
[ your ocs look good! i am out at applebees with my friends right now but feel free to jump in. Iโll add your cats tonight.
the only thing I realized is that you found my og clan name, oops. xD Pineclan/Spruceclan is the same clan. Splintered but the same. Spruceclan was what I was gonna name this at first but I decided I hated it lol ]
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 16, 2021 20:37:21 GMT -5
Mouselight with Wrencrest {Blaze โก } Coming back to the where the battle had taken place, Mouselight was heavily wounded from a warrior or two he had chased off. His eyes quickly scanned the camp, assessing the damage. He blinked at his fellow clanmates before he quickly looked to see where Wrencrest was.
Thank StarClan, she's okay! His heart swelled as he found her and he quickly went to her side.
"Wrenstar," he addressed her -knowing full well she was now their leader- dipping his head with respect, "I managed to chase off a few cats. Shall I gather a patrol to make sure they are officially gone?"
Starting off with Mouselightt Y'all let me know if you wanna interact with the characters and I guess head read the history wrong loll
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 16, 2021 20:55:27 GMT -5
[ ive got ratmask, riversnap, and smokepaw open if interested in any of them ~ ]
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 16, 2021 21:10:30 GMT -5
Feathertalon Rat and Daisy will get along//
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 16, 2021 22:09:42 GMT -5
they aren't back at camp yet lmao
also do you want me to just kinda rewrite their histories? well not re-write but reword since Spruceclan & Pineclan are the same clan, not separates. or would you prefer to do that yourself? c:
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 17, 2021 7:38:02 GMT -5
[ we could do something with those two! ] |
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 17, 2021 10:39:27 GMT -5
Blaze โก well heck lol I keep reading things wrong- and yeah, I'll fix it when I get home
Feathertalon sure!!
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 17, 2021 18:08:40 GMT -5
Daisycreek with Ratmask {Feathertalon} The she-cat looked to where to Wrencrest and Mouselight were before she growled. Rookstar, her leader was dead and she was furious. She then set her sights on Ratmask. She knew that the tom was on Rookstar's side and had shared the leader's views, just as Daisycreek did. The tortoiseshell she-cat slid to the tom's side, her wounds stinging as she moved. She then began to lick her wounds before looking at her clanmate.
"What now?" She questioned Ratmask, her green eyes narrowed with anger. "Do you have a plan if Wrencrest throws us out?"
a bit short lol but here we goo!! ^^
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Post by minihusk on Nov 18, 2021 11:57:48 GMT -5
(I am so sorry for disappearing after I posted my cats. My daughter got sick and i got super busy at work. I am good now and ill be able to rp. Once again im sorry for disappearing without saying anything.)
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 18, 2021 20:18:22 GMT -5
[ Iโll try to get replies up soon! Been busy with work these last few days ^^; ]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 18, 2021 21:37:48 GMT -5
Ratmask ยป
The last thing Ratmask remembered before Rookstarโs body was brought to his attention was slicing his claws through the flesh of a Clanmate. His own skin stung with rips and abrasions from the battle, and already he could feel that a fresh bite mark against his chest was swelling, sore warmth flaring from the wound.
Everything had happened so fast. One moment everything had been fine, and then the next, fur had been flying. Ratmask had been one of the first to throw himself into the fray; he recalled having Riversnap pinned, slashing his claws across her face until the molly had managed to rake her back claws just hard enough against his stomach for him to have flinched back, giving her the chance to escape. There had been other cats, all who had come and gone, to witness Ratmaskโs aggression, but even he had sheathed his claws when Wrencrest made her announcement, showing off Rookstarโs corpse in the process.
The breath was heavy in his chest. Ratmask barely had time to gain his footing when a familiar tortoiseshell figure headed his way, questions being thrown from her to him.
Ratmask narrowed his blue eyes. โWhy should I be the one to come up with a plan?โ The tom questioned with a voice as sharp as stone. โThough,โ he continued, words softening the faintest amount, โWrencrest canโt throw us out. Sheโs no Clan leader seeing as she just murdered one of our very own in cold blood. Sheโs no good to us, no better than a rogue.โ Ratmask eyed Daisycreek for a moment before flickering his gaze back to Rookstar; the Clan leader was dead, his murderer standing over him trying to rally cats to her side. Ratmask huffed. There was no way he was following Wrencrest as a leader, and he only hoped that a cat more fit to lead would soon step up and take over.
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Post by lepidopteran on Nov 18, 2021 22:05:15 GMT -5
cobwebgaze
Cobwebgaze certainly had his paws full. There were many injuries, the air filled with the coppery scent of blood, and it only had brought so many herbs for its clanmates. He hadn't anticipated how... How far this would escalate. How far the past events would have pushed the clan, pushing cats to... This.
He panted heavily, paws aching from running around and checking cats (seeing who all was already dead, who all only had superficial wounds, etc). He'd left Wrencrest shortly after talking to her, but now returned, if only for a momentary break and to ask if they should begin moving cats back to camp. As he approached though, he realized that she was joined by yet another cat, Mouselight, who, based on the injuries he had, was yet another who needed healing. Internally, he sighed, setting down the few leaves of goldenrod that still remained (along with some poppy seeds of course).
"What've you gotten yourself into, hm?" It meowed, padding around the warrior and examining the extent of the trauma with the same practiced nosing around as it had for all the others on this day. He carefully licked some dirt from part of the wound, determining that it wasn't so bad and that the tom could likely continue on for at least a while (always good to find out), and turned back to the new leader with his ever-wide, orange eyes. "Wrencrest, I suggest we should start moving back to camp. We can come back for the dead after everyone is treated."
((Hope you don't mind me tossing Cobweb in there! I'm working on being more active :]!)) |
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 19, 2021 12:54:18 GMT -5
[ no worries guys!
And i am sorry, mini. hopefully your daughter is feeling better ):
Wednesday & Thursday are my busiest days, so it's highly likely I won't get on at night.
and yesss back to camp we go ~ i'll work on my posts rn now then update the characters & relationships
oh also apprentices. i should appoint those soon, ope. ]
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 19, 2021 13:13:04 GMT -5
Oakscar
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Oakscar scoffed at Wrencrest's retort. His lips curling in a snarl. "Of course you are not," he shot back with a mocking tone. He lashed his tail and shifted back on his legs. He withheld a hiss as a sharp pain burst from his hind leg. Perfect, just perfect, he thought feeling tired all of a sudden.
The large tom gave Wrencrest a narrowed eye look and then gave her a fake bow before turning, padding away. He was down with this conversation. He could see that the molly's mind was made up and nothing was going to change. May Starclan have mercy on all of their souls.
Wrencrest
with Mouselight & Cobwebgaze
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Wrencrest narrowed her eyes at Oakscar. She didn't say anything as the older tom said his piece and turned away from her. She hated the condescending tone. It brought her back to the days when the senior warriors mocked her for becoming deputy. She wasn't an imbecile, nor did she want to be treated like one.
She wasn't surprised when Mouselight made it back to her side. She glanced at him with a grim look and blinked at his wounds. He looked worse than most of their clanmates. "Have you gotten checked out yet? Those wounds look nasty" she murmured quietly to her old friend. She shook his head at his question, "No, no more chasing, no more fighting," she pressed. Wrencrest wasn't lying when she said they needed to stop. It might not stop, but it had to today. She shifted on her paws and was relieved to see Cobwebgaze once again.
Wrencrest gave Mouselight another glance, "It's still Wrencrest, Mouselight," she meowed with a soft huff of laughter. There was a small spark of fear in her heart. Would Starclan even accept her after this chaos?
She nodded. It was time for them to go back home. "Everyone. We are leaving this place, I don't care what your feelings are," she meowed in a firm tone, directing to Rookstar's followers, "It's time to go home. If you can carry the dead then do that, otherwise we will be back from them soon." Wrencrest turned back to Mouselight and offered him her shoulder with a small smile. It looked like he would need help to get back to camp.
[ if you guys wanna just time-skip back to camp, that's cool with me c: ]
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 19, 2021 13:25:59 GMT -5
Poppypaw
with Lionrush.
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Poppypaw was all too happy to ignore what was happening in the clearing. The young molly focused on her father. His warmth, his voice, his familiar scent. Staying tucked along his side, made it easier to fade everything else into the background.
A soft purr escaped from her chest as he gave her a gentle lick between the ears. Her eyes slid shut for a moment. She could imagine an easier time than this. Being nuzzled between the warmth of both her mother and her brother. Those days were long gone, but the memories would last with her forever.
"I was hoping you weren't going to say that," Poppypaw muttered from her position of burrowing her face in Lionrush's thick ruffle of fur. She was tired of the fighting and tension. There had to be an end to it somewhere in the horizon.
One of her ears twitched as she heard Wrencrest's voice boom around the clearing. With a gentle huff and flashed amusement, as a lone thought travelled across her mind, for a little cat, Wrencrest sure did have a loud presence. "Home?" she mused, pulling away slightly away from her father. "Is Pineclan even our home?" she blinked, looking at her father. "Home" was where most of her family died or was killed.
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 19, 2021 18:03:41 GMT -5
Mouselight with Wrencrest {Blaze โก } and Cobwebgaze {lepidopteran } Mouselight blinked as the medicine cat came to his side and began to treat his wounds.
"Uh, well," He started to say, but he stopped himself as they all knew what had happened. Though now, Mouselight realized that his wounds were stinging and his body was now aching. "Thank you, Cobwebgaze. I'll be fine, make sure you have enough for the others."
Perhaps we should go home and regroup...
Despite all his pain, Mouselight let out a playful purr as he looked at his friend, "All right, Wrenstar."
The tabby then attempted to follow his old friend, he almost collapsed under his weight. He was thankful that Wrencrest came over to offer help. The tom looked back at the remaining PineClan cats, quickly seeing a few cats that fought against them hanging around.
If they plan to harm her... I swear to StarClan-
"What should we do about them?" He asked in a hushed voice, his eyes moving to and from Wrencrest and Cobwebgaze. "I wouldn't trust them if I were you..."
Daisycreek with Ratmask {Feathertalon } Scoffing, Daisycreek rolled her eyes, "Well, you have more experience than I do."
The tortoiseshell watched her clanmates follow after Wrencrest as the deputy began to lead the remaining PineClan cats home. "I wouldn't be surprised. Perhaps Wrencrest will become more aggressive and throw us out."
Daisycreek maybe putting up a front, acting all tough, but she was worried. Would Ratmask and the other's possible come with her if they were thrown out? She sighed and then moved to pad after them, though she hung back with Ratmask. Daisycreek only knew clanlife and she wasn't sure how she would live without it.
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Post by lepidopteran on Nov 20, 2021 12:28:28 GMT -5
cobwebgaze
"Are they not still our brothers and sisters, Mouselight?" Cobwebgaze asked in a quiet, firm voice, orange eyes seeming to flash in the light that cast down, illuminating the clearing and sending the red reflection of blood cascading over the green trees almost mockingly. "Even if they do not agree with our views, we can't just send them away. And I'm certainly not going to turn away any who need my assistance, whether they followed Rookstar or not."
Its caustic stare turned away, softening a bit and now focused on the deputy. "I'd say we best leave the dead for now, return for them when some are strong enough to go through with dragging them away and going through with the burials."
Internally, he imagined it'd be much easier to simply let the corpses decompose, their bodies becoming nutrients for the forest and insects freely allowed to feed. But it was tradition to bury them, and the rot would set in either way. And, he had to admit, the burial did help with making sure no sickness passed through. It couldn't imagine a worse time for something like that to pass through.
He wouldn't say he was excited for what was to come next; hurriedly trying to sort out the wounds of all cats, alleviating pain for some and just praying to Starclan that others would survive the night. And the infection that could set in if he missed anything... He hardly could suppress a shudder. It would be a long several days, if not moons. Not to mention how tensions between the two groups would affect things...
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 20, 2021 21:18:55 GMT -5
Wrencrest
with Mouselight & Cobwebgaze
camp
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ย ย A deep sigh came from Wrencrest. Not that she didn't appreciate Mouselight's support and his subtle way of trying to cheer her up, it's just... didnโt feel like it was the right time. Hell, she still had Rookstar's blood caked between her claws, and he already wanted to crown her with "star". She didn't feel like a leader right now. She felt disgusting, tired, and somewhat lost. Their clan was in shambles from death and sickness.
ย ย Wrencrest grimaced at his question, and before she could stop herself, "Good thing you are not me," she meowed sharply, feeling the sudden tiredness washing over her. God, she needed to sleep for days. Not that was possible. It was too late to run away from this disaster. Trust... she'd have to gain that slowly. Trust was something to be earned, and she would have to figure out how to sway the ones that followed Rookstar onto her side. It wouldn't be easy... hell, she was sure one of them was probably planning her death at this very moment. Wrencrest would have to take it one day at a time.
ย ย She gave Cobwebgaze a thankful nod, pleased to see that the medicine cat was following her thoughts as well. "They are still our clan. We were like family once, everyone just needs to be reminded of that," she meowed as she led the trio back to camp, they would be there shortly. Wrencrest hoped that everyone came back with them. It wouldn't be much of a clan if there were only a couple cats left. "Eventually Pineclan will prosper again, not sure when of course," she mused with a wry laugh.ย
ย ย The creamy molly was content to pick up the pace. She missed camp. It had been hard to leave suddenly after Rookstar killed Jack and after the battle. It was shock, seeing many of their clanmates lying on the camp floor bleeding. She knew some didn't make it from the various clashes over the past moons. Her heart ached for them... poor Flamepaw, who didn't even receive his warrior name yet, or Willowface, who always had the craziest stories and ideas. She missed how her clanmates used to be, she missed the good ole days before the territory got ruined.
ย ย ย ย "Home... thank starclan," Wrencrest breathed as she noticed the familiar trees that stood tall and proud around camp. She slipped into camp, blinking with amber eyes.
ย ย ย ย Everything looked the same. Some cats were still in camp. She braced herself for their reactions. There was only one reason why their "former" deputy would be back.
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 20, 2021 21:53:41 GMT -5
time to make some more characters. woot woot.
mazieflower - f
swiftraven - m
Maizeflower
41 moons - molly - heterosexual.
@ blazeheart
Swift and graceful, Maizeflower takes the likeness of fluffy cloud (minus her ginger splotches, of course). Her thick fur is plush to the touch, and white as freshly fallen snow. Ginger splashes pattern her back and flank, along with a few splashes here and there on her tail and head. Each splash is stamped with tabby markings. Her eyes are a deep amber. And even though, her fluff gives her the illusion of a large cat, she truly stands an inch or two shorter than the average size of her clanmates.
This sweet feline doesn't have a mean bone in her body. It is all smiles and purrs with her friends and clanmates, even if they are being rude towards her. She always believes in taking the high road, no matter how hard it seems. She tends to believe the gentle touch is the way to go and doesn't believe harsh words/actions to be the way to ensure your goals. Furthermore, she isn't a fan of bullies, to say at least. The actions of Pineclan have saddened her to the core as of late. Prior to these dark moons, Maizeflower was a social butterfly. She loved being among friends, enjoyed tagging along patrols, and she loved living.
Maizeflower arrived to the camp as a young kit, dangling from her mother's mouth. Her mother was a kittypet named Marybeth, who had an affair with a clan cat and wasn't particularly fond of raising kits. All of her siblings had found homes but Maize? Nobody was interested in the fluffy kitten and that's when her mother took her to meet her father. Not the happiest story, she was distraught when her mother said some choice words to her father, gave her a single lick to the forehead and left her there in the middle of camp surrounded by strangers. It took her some time to grow accustomed to clan life, but within time, she excelled at her training and became a warrior. When the chaos started, Maizeflower actually stayed in camp. She had faith in Rookstar... after a month, she grew wry of the fighting and noticed that the older tom seemed different. With a heavy heart, she left and joined Wrencrest's group in the forest. She was involved in a few battles, but she mostly tried to put her limited knowledge of herbs to good use, helping when she knew Cobwebgaze couldn't.
rank: warrior.
family: open to a father and maybe siblings (they are probably kittypets or half-sibs from clan. read her history) - could have a surrogate mother.
mate/crush: open to crush. Swiftraven
34 moons - tom - bisexual
@ blazeheart
With a slim muscular built, this feline strikes himself as an impressive warrior. He is a pretty great hunter, if you dare ask him yourself, and a handsome little devil. Along with that special gleam in his greenish amber eyes. Swiftraven has dark gray fur that gives off blue hues in the light. He does have faint grey tabby markings mottled in his fur along his flank and parts of his face. He has a white strip between the eyes that lead down to a white muzzle. His paws are dipped in white, and so is his chest.
This feline is bright and depending on who are you talking to, unfortunately sassy. He always has a witty comment to everything and seems to know what you are about to do before you even do it. He has a knack for knowing things that he shouldn't and can be portrayed as a noisy tom. For coming off as an absent-minded airhead, Swiftraven is intelligent and clever. Acting dumb is similar to a game for him. A means to an end, especially if he wants something badly. His manipulative ways are normally not malicious. Honestly, he can't control himself. He is incredibly noisy and has an overwhelming hunger for knowledge. This tom detests not knowing. It drives him mad.
Swiftraven was born into Pineclan like his parents and many generations before him. He grew up in a charmed life compared to the youngsters now. He and his sister were always up to no good and actively enjoyed challenging each other to wild sides. When the tension started to arise, Swiftraven didn't think much of it. He thought it would pass. He couldn't have been more wrong and in a flash, his normal life was over, and he was burying his beloved sister. In simple terms, he sided with Rookstar. In complex terms, he was lost. It was easier to stay in camp, the only home he had known. Did he agree with Rookstar? No. Did he agree with Wrencrest? Somewhat, but to actually go across their leader. It was insane.
rank: warrior.
family: sister was Willowface. open to others.
mate/crush: open to crush.
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 21, 2021 8:25:49 GMT -5
Mouselight with Wrencrest {Blaze โก } and Cobwebgaze {lepidopteran } Mouselight looked between them, realizing that they were right. He sighed.
I suppose I can keep an eye on them... He thought, his eyes looking up at the familiar trees. His heart quickened as he wondered what you happen next. Wrencrest would go and get her lives, right? Well, as much as he was happy for his old friend, Mouselight really wanted to lay down. Oh, StarClan, he was in pain. Honestly, he didn't know how bad his injuries were. Cobwebgaze seemed worried and so did Wrencrest.
"I can't wait to lay in a nice, soft nest," he meowed, a purr following.
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2021 21:21:36 GMT -5
[ replies coming in the morning ~ Iโve still got smokepaw and riversnap open if anybody is interested ]
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Lesbian
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2021 9:24:59 GMT -5
Lionrush ยป
A sigh escaped from the warrior. He shook his head, turning to glance down at his daughter. "I wish I could have said the opposite," he murmured. A part of him wondered if he should have skirted around the initial question, or if he should have responded with something different instead, but looking at Poppypaw, looking over at his daughter, he knew he had to tell her the truth. She was practically a warrior in all but name now. No longer was she the tiny little bundle of fur she had once been, playing outside the nursery and living the carefree life of a kit. She had grown into an adult, albeit the hardships of Clanlife had certainly caused her to stay on the smaller side of things. Even still, she was a grown warrior, and Lionrush knew he couldn't shield her from the gruesome reality.
Her next question, though, caused Lionrush to fall even deeper into his thoughts. Was PineClan their home? So many lives had been lost there, most of his family, most of Poppypaw's family... It was all he and his daughter had ever known, but now, after everything that had happened, could they truly find comfort there any more?
Lionrush's jaw clenched in thought. Should they head back with the rest of their Clanmates, or would it be better to keep their distance, perhaps even never return? Some time ago he would have gladly followed Wrencrest back to camp under her leadership, but now he wasn't so sure. The molly had done what she could, but even then it hadn't been enough. She had her flaws just as much as Rookstar did, and Lionrush was no longer sure if she was fit to be their leader, not with the stains she now had on her paws.
But...he knew nothing else but Clan life, and if anything, he was sure Poppypaw would need to get checked out by Cobwebgaze. Even he had places where he was sure wounds made their home, and Lionrush wasn't foolish enough to leave those be. He didn't have any herb knowledge other than the basics, and he would prefer if his daughter at least was tended to.
"For now, it'll have to be," he answered finally. "At least long enough to get our wounds looked at."
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2021 9:25:48 GMT -5
Ratmask ยป
The older warrior couldn't fault Daisycreek's logic there; he was the more experienced feline out of the two. He was moons older than the molly, had had a lot more time as a warrior, a lot more time to get out and explore the world around them. But while he was glad to see that he was being respected due to his age and seniority in rank, he knew that he himself wasn't much of a leader. Ratmask was opinionated and strong-willed, but he had never wished for the role of leader to fall upon himself. He could make decisions, rash or logical, but when it came to something as big as this, well, Ratmask knew when to reasonable step down and let a cat better tasked for the job stand up.
Either way, he remained standing beside Daisycreek. He shook his head. "That won't happen. I've watched Wrencrest grow into what she is. Never would have expected her to turn on our leader, but I believe we're still safe to call ourselves part of PineClan." He truly wasn't worried about the outcome Daisycreek was trying to predict. Ratmask didn't see Wrencrest as the type of cat to throw out over half of her Clan. "Plus, I believe she's got enough reason to understand that you must keep your enemies closer." Ratmask wouldn't outright call himself an enemy of Wrencrest. He would follow her, but he wouldn't do it without question like he had with Rookstar. He would stand up against the molly leader if she asked him to do something he wouldn't on his own terms; he had never been a pushover, and he wasn't about to start that habit now, but he'd obey for the most part.
Thoughts aside, Ratmask focused on the burning wounds lacing his body. He glanced over at Daisycreek, wondering how bad of a battle she had seen. "Let's head back. Wounds need to be tended to." Even a warrior such as Ratmask knew that letting injuries fester would only cause unnecessary grief later, and that was something the pointed warrior wanted to avoid if he possibly could.
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Post by lepidopteran on Nov 22, 2021 14:22:46 GMT -5
cobwebgaze
If there was anything to be glad about on this bloodshed-filled day, it was that the group was finally back at camp, somewhere that was safe, even if hostilities between the groups made the air thick with tension. And besides that, Cobwebgaze knew he had stocked up on herbs, having felt like something was wrong, that he needed to make sure they were prepared for anything to come. Currently, it was pretty glad it had been paranoid as such, as there were many who needed treatment, ranging from stopping bleeding from fresh, open lacerations, to preventing infections in the coming sunrises. And aside from that there still was the sickness going around, to which none of the herbs had been very affective.
But never mind that for now, he thought, restoring a hopefully reassuring (and hopefully non-threatening) smile to his face as he bounded to his den, retrieving what he'd need presently. He'd need to make sure to get everyone, make sure everyone was alright. His paws ached with overuse. But that hardly mattered right now. For now, it should tend to the ones it knew needed help.
"Alright Mouselight," He murmured, setting a few poppy seeds down beside the tabby, along with several leaves of various herbs. "Eat these, they'll help numb the pain, though you will also get very tired. Though, I imagine that not too much different, hm? Would definitely help for you to get some sleep."
Then, it nosed his fur out of the way of the largest gash on him, and then chewed up a couple of the leaves until they were a green, tangy-smelling poultice. "Might sting," He said, airy voice muffled, before he applied the salve to the wound, trying to move quickly. This would help stop any infection, as well as speeding up the healing process (even if it didn't smell the greatest and the goopy texture was rather unpleasant).
"Not too bad, right?" He meowed brightly, before swiveling to look at Wrencrest. "If we get any stragglers coming in later on, send them to me. For now, I'm going to sort out everyone else."
The tall cat was about to pad off to tend to other patients before he stopped, rolling his eyes at his own thoughtlessness. It turned back to the she-cat with a sheepish look. "My apologies, I should've checked you as well, Wrencrest. Any pain?" She didn't have much of the scent of blood about her, unless the blood of the former leader counted.
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 22, 2021 19:59:35 GMT -5
[ man i really need to figure out apprentices & mentors don't i...
poor cobwebgaze. gonna be run ragged xD ]
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Bisexual
Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 22, 2021 23:38:24 GMT -5
Whitesun.
25 moons - She-cat - Pansexual.
Fallenleaves
Whitesun is a mousey brown she-cat with green eyes and a tiny figure. A blaze of white fur dominates her chest and dark tabby markings faintly pattern her brow and legs. The fur across her chest and forelegs sticks up in wild directions even with grooming.
Whitesun is a self-assured warrior and once believed in the best of everyone, after the bloodshed she has become more unsure of both herself and her clanmates. A once confident warrior brought low.
Whitesun was trained by Wrenstar and happily adopted her faith and loyalty to the clan. Now the she-cat feels so lost seeing her clan tear itself apart. She wants to trust her former mentor so badly but feels if she blindly follows she is doomed to repeat Wrenstar's mistakes.
rank: Warrior (Open to the Deputy position)
family: Open to family.
mate/crush: Open
Skywise.
20 moons - Tom - Pansexual.
Fallenleaves
Skywise is a lithe, long silvery tom with an abnormally long tail which he often has to curl to keep from dragging it across the ground. His eyes are dark blue with pale patches in them. He is always well-groomed.
Skywise is unnervingly apathetic, mostly due to being raised in such a distrustful environment, he often enjoys wandering alone and stargazing. Surprisingly however the tom can be quite charming and attractive. This stems from his conceited nature, he loves being praised and adored. Hopefully Skywise can one day learn how to truly connect to others.
Skywise's mother (Skygaze) gave birth to him while trapped in a tree, having been chased there by the wolves at the bottom. Skywise's father (Wisewalker) lying dead several fox-lengths away where he'd bought time for his mate to flee to the trees. The shock had induce her kitting and so Skywise was born. Weakened by the kitting Skygaze slipped from the tree to her death but not before ensuring Skywise's safety by tucking him into the old nest of a woodpecker. The mates had gone for an early stroll and it wasn't long till the clan found their corpses and heard the cry of their only kit. His name comes from both his parents.
rank: Warrior
family: Skygaze (mother-deceased) & Wisewalker (father-deceased)
mate/crush: Open
Jaggedpaw(crest).
11 moons - Tom - Demisexual.
Fallenleaves
Jaggedpaw is a large grey tom with black tabby markings, he has heaps of wild fur that he can never really tame, especially the crest of fur that begins at the base of his skull and runs nearly the whole length of his spine. He has a pair of grey eyes that are like soft rain clouds, inviting and calming.
Jaggedpaw is a relatively relaxed tom with a kind and friendly demeanor. The big brother everyone wishes they had. He wants everyone to have a good time and will go out of his way to make anyone feel included. He is non-confrontational and quite a pushover when it comes to defending himself. However when itโs otherโs safety Jaggedpaw throws himself in the line of fire without a second thought, heโs always willing to stand up for others. Jaggedpaw is good at taking hits and is a good shield for his clanmates, however despite his size heโs never been good at dealing out the punishment he can receive, his hearts just not in it.
Jaggedpaw has become solemn as the bloodshed warped his mind, now he has an overwhelming sadness in his eyes that he cant seem to shake.
rank: Apprentice
family:Open
mate/crush: Open
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 23, 2021 17:14:18 GMT -5
okay guys. i got the mentor & apprentice list done finally (:
if you don't like your pairing, feel free to tell me. i rather change it sooner than later.
if you want to wait and see if we get more warriors, i am okay with that. just rp like your mentor is there lmao
just keep in mind that pineclan does have a civil war thing going on, so... some mentors & apprentices might not have been together for the past 3 months. their training might have partially completed by someone else. for the most part, outside the battles, apprentices did receive the basic training or even more training if they were fighting. (which all depends on you)
if you are curious about your oc's dynamics, talk with your apprentice/mentor's owner.
Softpaw - Riversnap
Poppypaw - Ratmask
Hailpaw - Maizeflower
Smokepaw - Swiftraven
Jaggedpaw - Mouselight
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 23, 2021 17:15:46 GMT -5
fallenleaves do you mind raising skywise's age? it doesn't make sense that he is 14 moons old when Poppypaw is also 14 moons old and still an apprentice.
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